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Summer Magic

Watching summer rains through garage doorsLighting flash and thunder rolls through cool windA Warm breeze carries a child’s laughAs the smell of grills and grass come sweeping inChirps tweets and whistles fill the trees and gardensLove is stronger and attraction is keenerTime passes slower by some magic forceDreams come true and fairytales come to lifeChasingContinue reading “Summer Magic”

Summits

There is a mountain on the horizon that I want to climbIt moves farther away and gets higher every time I trySisyphus is akin to my suffering painFailure to reach the summit only highlights my shameRegret and remorse a funeral for a dying wishReality served to me on a silver dishYouth was a cloche toContinue reading “Summits”

My Heart

And if I Do not care for my own heart How may I then require it of someone else? How will I know that they will cherish it well? If I do not commit first to myself In friendship In love How can I request another save me? I simply cannot This duty I onceContinue reading “My Heart”

Tough

Getting old is tough  Because once I was forever young Being sore is tough  Because once I always felt better Being tired is tough  Because once I always had energy Being bitter is tough  Because once I always smiled Asking for permission is tough  Because once I was my own man Having responsibilities is tough Continue reading “Tough”

Show It

If your wife could see how much you love her If your wife could see how much you care If your wife could see how much you love her Then maybe She’d be laughing over here Instead of crying over there

Self Conscious

I’m tired of being angry I’m tired of being mad All I ever do is yell All I ever feel is sad I’m tired of being angry I’m tired of being mad All I want to be is happy All I want to do is laugh I’m tired of being angry I’m tired of beingContinue reading “Self Conscious”

Simple Enough

It’s like when a glue bottle has been open for too long –  You untwist the tip, but when you squeeze the bottle’s belly nothing comes out. Dried glue in the tip prevents release.  You squeeze harder and feel pressure building – like the bottle might explode. You decide the best option is to findContinue reading “Simple Enough”

Lost

In the early morning hours I stir I lay in bed  and hope for another hour still But the child cries and the silence dies ** If I’m still and I pretend I’m not awake Will she go back to sleep?  Another hour I will take ** Anything I can get will help Work babyContinue reading “Lost”

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