-Scrapbook 1: Daddy -Let's look back at ourselves-Scrapbook 1: Daddy - by Shadoling
our little secrets, dirty laaundry...all scattered amongst photographs
piece by piece I lose it all, piece by piece disentegrating...
questions unanswered dancing relentless...
"Why don't you love me? Why aren't you here?"
"Don't you care anymore?"
Don't disappear, please don't let it go.
My hand descends and rips apart
the memories given, strewn before me
in a torrent of laughter
of sweat, blood,
tears and frustration
whatever strife and endless sorrow
is a puzzle, a wanted mystery.
Daddy didn't care, she said. Daddy will leave you
abandon you forever. Your boyfriend, too. Men are all the same
petty and self-serving. But these memories, the photo book
the eyes that say something else. He was sad.
He never told anyone. But he cried, too.
When the night's ink spilled across the pages
of his life, he was consumed
and darkened, saddened, tormented.
Daddy, daddy, come back home.
Father don't leave us all alone.
You promised me a long time ago...
A partly cloudy confessionalA partly cloudy confessional by moonlitwindypath
confessional ( of partial cloudiness)
you're raining again
sitting there in your subtropical corner,
a mottled sky in eyes,
tasting the thunderstorm that woke
at 3 o clock,
too scared to slip once more into sleep
You wrote to me these sweet pineapple words
to dream about yellow sun lined days
instead we rally chit chat of junkfood and hurricane.
nothing is ever silent in your sublime subtlety .
in a cirrus dream,
a frolic it may be wise not to entertain,
I'm rising like mist to dance with
a red cloud.
When I open my eyes, on my street, the silky sweet mimosa today is- pink, brightening my spirit even in the puddled blue gray streets I walk in. (Almost certain there's no cerulean left in the sky.)
eyes shut, I can soar and keep wonder of my finned fishy wishes swimming , the gray stormy skies don't matter
I'm wondering if
my hands shake at the depth of this ocean .
the only part to fear could be jumping
Come the warm July ,
(I am loved by the water in y
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