It was … a normal night

You were … in the wrong place

He was … there at the wrong time

 

It is … all different now

You are … just part of society

He is … more than I knew

 

It will be … part of our life

You will be … the monster in our dreams

He will be … my hero forever

 

You had … no right to enter

He had … the presence of mind

We had … peace before

 

You have … transferred your fear

He has … learnt his lesson

We have … a tighter bond

 

You will have … your judgement day

He will have … his victory

We will have … strength together

it’s
funny sometimes
(or maybe sad)
the way that people
perceive
and
have differing views
(though often the same)
on the person you try
to be
you
never do pretend as such
(or at least you think)
you’re trying to be
yourself
but
it’s never enough
(or perhaps too much)
for someone who just
isn’t you

In the darkness, an image…
Hope’s illusion or specter from the past.
Each it’s own space and time.
Stirring emotions new and old.
Clarity returns with the sun,
bringing with it the warmth of reality. 

Crisp Christmas breeze and family letters
Bright coloured lights and warm fuzzy sweaters
Christmas trees all decorated with bling
These are a few of my favorite things

Secret gift meetings and last minute shopping
Playing Santa and house party hopping
Singing along as the Christmas choir sings
These are a few of my favorite things

Creamy rum sauce and warm baked ham slices
Air filled with cinnamon, nutmeg and spices
Presents and family, holiday mornings
These are a few of my favorite things

When the crime soars
When the road stinks
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!!

A million teardrops
Washing away pains
Too hard to bear
With a smile

A thousand laughs
Echoing the joys
Of life and love
Passing of time

A hundred hugs
Comfort and support
From loving arms
And caring hearts

Dozens of kisses
Bonding one to another
An intimate lock
Of two souls

A handful of loves
Brief flashes of emotion
Each one unique
And still dear

Just one heart
Surviving the world
Alone in its love
Within these walls

- Done for Poetry Thursday