Unusual, it is, to have come this time of year. Yet, it’s a breath of fresh air. Or much like the touch from the one you love. I miss the rain and the feelings that accompany its drops. The smell, sitting on the front porch taking it all in, and remembering about a time IContinue reading “Longing – Golden Age Thinking”
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The Traveller
The fire is a pleasant relief from the cold. Outside, a whirlwind of flurries and ice make their way through this flatland. Creating a frozen tundra of dirt and tumbleweeds. Feeling comes back to my fingers… slowly.It seems my mind has to thaw as well. The long road ahead beckons like a side street prostitute,Continue reading “The Traveller”
If Seeing Is Believing
The slow rain trickles, making a sound I’d almost forgotten amid a drought. Slight touches of cool air touch my skin like a girl who is flirting but too shy to commit. The front welcome me in and offers a chair and a drink and a chance to get the pen movin’ I’m always remindedContinue reading “If Seeing Is Believing”
Don’t Cry For Me
Up here, you wouldn’t believe it, there are no tears. I see the way you cry, yet I can not do the same. Not for lack of care or love, if I could do something it’s my love for you that I would proclaim. But, all I can do is watch from above. Here thereContinue reading “Don’t Cry For Me”
Make it Count
End of the day cool creeps in, slow at first, you don’t notice. Sitting on the porch watching the sun sink away into nothing, well something, we just can’t see it. Another day down, did I make it count? That’s always the question I ask myself at the end of the day. Sometimes I knowContinue reading “Make it Count”
The Picture in My Nightstand
There’s a picture of you in the nightstand by my bed.It was “the best one” my mom had said. To me, it’s something you see in a bad dream.One you wake up from and can’t help but scream. I sometimes think of the life I’ve lived since you went away.What would you think of someContinue reading “The Picture in My Nightstand”
Seven
The day comes around, expectedly.I know it’s coming, still, it’s a punch to the face. Since you left it seems life is moving at a speed of light pace. Seven, the amount of months you’ve been gone. It never gets easier. If life were a game of chess, losing you wasn’t the moving of aContinue reading “Seven”
Caverns
I yell into the dark; echoes are all I hear. It seems there is no one on the other side to return my call. I forge ahead into the bleak inky black caverns of my mind. Somewhat afraid, yet eager, to see what I’ll find. I’m hopeful that on the other side is light breakingContinue reading “Caverns”
The Porch Sessions
They say adventure Is out there You say you want it To feel the rush, excitement, The thrill To find yourself out there Sounds scary. But if you never say yes You’ll never feel the fullness Of what life has to offer
Nate Melugin 