"As long as I have a brain to think and a heart to love; I am neither bored nor lonely." -Susan M.

Fireworks

There are fireworks all around

but I have seen them before in the night sky

lighting up our face in awe;
your skin glistened and my heart raced
a thousand miles!

Where do you take off and I end,
running like syrup; we are,
blending into each other for years upon years,
words of a novel I can never put down.

Transitions

I wasn’t lonely

on those quiet, Saturday mornings,

all introspective and such.

I wasn’t lonely

watching the moonlight trickle

through the grove of trees outside my window

or skipping down the street,

my hand empty and my heart full of song.

Little by little, loneliness snuck up on me,

your legs, still bowed as they ran ahead,

and I struggled to keep up,

leaving me with memories made

and memories missed,

trodden under

and run over.

By Susan M.

Open

Photo by Jake M.

As a child
I dreamt as a child, 
in my dreams I’d drift;  
skyscrapers stood as sentinels
amid a bottomless, endless sky.

As a child
I believed as a child,
in my bed I’d pray;  
pillowcases stuffed with kisses
for God to open one day.

As a child
I learned as a child,
in fields and streams I’d trudge;
catching frogs and crawdads,   
only to let them go.

As an adult
I sat at my desk,
The work of life I’d do;
with music dancing in my head,
color spilled across my page.

by Susan M.

Memories

Photo by Jake M.

I took a nap and when I woke,
I lay still

and thought of many things.

It was so quite;

pictures in my head drifted by,

afternoons in the cool autumn air
so light
so quiet
drifting by, 

laughter in the next block over

and my tired body warm
and my warm heart happy, 

love in my room
in my room with me.

I remember you.

By Susan M.

On the Surface

Photo by Luke M.

So still in the water I float

as if air, itself, suspends me.

All quiet, I listen

as vivid shades of blue and green fade.

No longer are answers necessary

nor questions asked.

Every tomorrow

in subsequent order falls,

No luxury patient enough

to catch the last domino.

by Susan M.