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memories to relive


cozy toes curled on soft carpeted floors on a winter night,
electrically charged sunrises over the mountain filled skies,
thick coffees, teas, and milky hot chocolate drinks,
friendly embraces and fire colored autumn leaves…

dewey dotted gardens filled with daily growing life
crimson roses that let their perfumes take loving flight
fireflies that dance on a texas summer night
and windy days filled with billowing distant kites…

Silky story book pages bleeding of color and worlds
filled with contagious adventures and magical girls.
campfires, and juicy berry cobbler served boiling sweet,
genuine smiles and hearts full of hopes in distant dreams…

never lose the wonder, never lose the peace,
never stop loving, and trying, and giving everything.
embrace every sunrise, and paint it’s details within,
hold every memory, to relive joyously again and again…

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glorious heights


somewhere between the moon and the stars,
between space & time, our minds & our hearts…
the trust in our dream was lost and vanished away
We self-fulfilled our prophesy, as colors turned grey…

but the passion and brightness of saturated lights
the rushed heart beats and desire of unmatched heights,
I shall not forget the glorious fire we burned in vibrant moments too close…
and I shall miss you for all my time, or until another love so over-grows…

 
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Posted by on September 4, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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a cheap sticky countertop


a cheap sticky countertop
an empty vodka bottle missing the cap
a sick feeling in my stomach
and a repeat play list of gosh awful rap…

i felt so dirty i felt so sick
i couldn’t believe my life had come to this
he turned & whispered what most girls want
i stood up shaking… “don’t you dare call this love”.

 
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Posted by on March 4, 2013 in (negative)

 

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Don’t you dare forget, (you are an angel)


A wooden clicking fan
hung slightly askew,
In a hot quaint cabin
spent that summer with you…

I remember your eyes,
how they looked up to me,
Now, you’ve grown up,
and you are taller than me…

I remember on the rope-swing,
how you would squeal with glee,
as you waved in flight to me,
before splashing into ripples of green…

Oh little darlin’
Don’t you remember that too?
Remember catching minnows,
& the gelato shop i brought you to?

Don’t you remember dancing in the rain?
& me making smoothies all summer through?
Well if you don’t remember anything else,
please remember that I love & adore you…

I remember one night,
you told me you wanted to be a saint.
Meredith, you know you still can be,
it is never ever too late…

Remember me brushing your
sweet little hairs with care?
remember me coaching your
soccer team with Dad there?

Dearest child, i will be honest,
i miss you so much i cry…
But, you should know things change,
just give it effort, prayers, & time

Please don’t tell me
about how sorry you are…
because we all have struggles,
And at 16, life is especially hard.

When i was 16 it was your adoration
that brought me through…
so there is no chance in the world,
i shall ever stop loving you…

I remember, baby girl…
before the troubles beget…
so my sweet angel sister,
don’t you dare forget…

you are still my angel.

 

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I want more than memories…


I don’t want us to be a memory.
I can’t settle for being your past;
& don’t want you only to live in mine.
No, I want to make our friendship last…

I thought I could say goodbye.
and be content with fondly looking back…
but, your memory can never satisfy
the longing for you, in my life, I have.

I want you here to call me out,
I want to be there when you cry,
I want to explore the world together,
I miss the way you roll your eyes…

Skyline drive & ghost stories…
swing dancing to your phone,
late nights that keep getting later,
cuz I don’t want to be alone.

We can make a future, together,
or we can make a memory…
we can get over our ridiculous pride,
or we can be left wondering…

And I can’t help but ponder…
I REALLY want to ask and know:
Do you just want to have sweet memories?
or do you want our future to grow?

 

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