03-11-2018, 01:52 PM
No Such Things as Happy Endings
Broken eyes finally fixed, Perhaps broken eyes fixed, though the word finally leads us to something endured
I was actually greeting death
when I kissed you goodbye last night.
Your cheek reeked of poisonous medicine,
head bald-
you used to tell me how dad first noticed
you because of your curly hair.
When I slept the next morning, the hidden sun As I slept? Is this a dream that follows (eyes closed, hidden sun)
became my grandmother, drinking her third beer or is Grandma's sneaking a beer offer sunshine somehow?
from a porcelain mug. The hazy sky
the grandfather I never knew, distant I like how this gives a glimpse into the raw emotions and memories
like what he stole from you. that are stirred at such a time.
Hi Richard, this poem seems a release of expression of a very hard moment.
A difficult, tiring, painful, subject matter. I hope all is well.
-nibbed
Broken eyes finally fixed, Perhaps broken eyes fixed, though the word finally leads us to something endured
I was actually greeting death
when I kissed you goodbye last night.
Your cheek reeked of poisonous medicine,
head bald-
you used to tell me how dad first noticed
you because of your curly hair.
When I slept the next morning, the hidden sun As I slept? Is this a dream that follows (eyes closed, hidden sun)
became my grandmother, drinking her third beer or is Grandma's sneaking a beer offer sunshine somehow?
from a porcelain mug. The hazy sky
the grandfather I never knew, distant I like how this gives a glimpse into the raw emotions and memories
like what he stole from you. that are stirred at such a time.
Hi Richard, this poem seems a release of expression of a very hard moment.
A difficult, tiring, painful, subject matter. I hope all is well.
-nibbed
there's always a better reason to love