Letter G

Today this post is being hijacked by the fiance.  He fancies himself funny, so here we go.

Gertrude
gargantuan
green
giggling
grasshoppers
from
gettysburg

Letter F

Forgive


hey you
look at me when I talk to you
you think you don't deserve it
I'm doing this for me
not you
I forgive you your
anger
weakness
hatred
self loathing
low self esteem
selfishness
negativity
laziness
why
why do I forgive you
all these things
you slipped up
let me see you
really see you
no more hiding
my reflection
stares back at me
tears in the eyes
slight smile on the lips

Letter E

By a happy little cowinkydink today is my youngest son Evan's 16th Birthday.  So Today is for him!  It is quite amazing to me that 16 years have already gone by and he is standing on the precipice of adulthood.  I know as a parent that has been my job and the ultimate goal to raise a respectable young man and watch him grow into an adult and have a great and fulfilling life. However it is quite emotional as well.  I remember all the baby steps and all the first achievements.  All the hand holding and hugs (those I still get as much as I can), the fits and the tears.  But I am truly a very proud momma of both of my sons.

My tiny little tummy pal
I felt you grow and change everyday
Every kick and awkward back flip you did in your liquid home
Creating a bond with one another unlike any I have ever known
your journey out was led by my joyful tears
followed by the most beautiful sound
your first cry
I made a promise to always be there for you
always love you
protect you from as much as I was able
My job to teach and yours to learn
Although our road has not always been smooth
you endured the bumps with so much grace
giving me so much pride
So many memories of a baby, a boy and now an amazing young man
Happy Birthday!

Letter D

Okay today's post is less of a poem and more like some words forming complete sentences! :)  I joined a group for insecure writers so thought I would write a little about that.  A dream that I have held close to my heart is to be a writer.  However this is a dream that has caused me a lot of turmoil.  I live in fear of my own dream.  I avoid it and have sabotaged it more times than I like to count.  I have made very rash decisions in regards to writing, like deleting all of my writer friends on Facebook and Twitter and deleting my old blog.  All of this came out of a very dark place that my dream was not able to enter. So with all of that said, I would still like to be a writer minus the self sabotage. I know there is a first step here somewhere and life truly is too short to not go for what you want.

Dream
In my dark world of non-reality
words swirl and spin
mine for the taking
glowing white words
wanting to become real
a voice speaks them aloud
remember when your world becomes light

Letter C

Climbing The Tree

You begin your ascent

the lower branches are easy to navigate

as you climb 

the distance between limbs increases 

you must develop more confidence in your skills to climb higher

some limbs will snap under your weight

others are quite sturdy and supportive

you stay on these limbs for a while to enjoy the view

Many seasons will pass as you climb

The rebirth of spring

The vitality of summer

The letting go of fall

The death of winter

Once you reach the top

You look down

see how far you have climbed and all you have accomplished by trusting yourself and the tree.

Letter B

Beat
Do you hear that beating?
beat, beat
beat, beat
beat, beat
I'm sure you can hear that beating, I see your foot tapping.

My fingers dance on the bongo's
My feet tap the ground

Beat, beat
beat, beat
beat, beat

First day letter A

Hello all, Happy April Fool's Day!  Today Starts the A to Z challenge.  I am going to try to write a poem for each letter. Just a thought on my poetry, it is quite unorthodox and I do not claim to attempt to follow any poetic guidelines.  So perhaps "poetry" would not fit for what I do, but maybe incomplete sentences of my thoughts would be more accurate.  Enjoy!

Awake
The answer to how can I change,
came in the form of
a blood clot in my brain.
Appreciation abounds for
having another day,
another chance,
to be
awake to the moment
and in the now.