Tag: poetry

Running From Ghosts

I begin to believe

In love again

Then

Like jagged shards

Of broken glass

Your memory

Cuts through my mind

We were young

So in love

At one time

Unbridled passion

Magnetized

Drawn together

Your voice

Your eyes

Your touch

Heaven

We had such big plans

We knew what we wanted

And we went after it

But we didn’t realize the cost

When we had very little

We still had each other

When we had everything

We lost ourselves

We lost each other

We lost everything

Hearts shattered

So badly broken

Now

When someone whispers

Passionately in my ear

Of how much they love me

And want to take care of me

All I can hear

Are distant screams

Of what it sounds like

When passionate whispers

Turn to hateful insults

And the sweet soul

Standing in front of me

Professing to love me

Wanting to share life with me

Cannot understand

Why

One moment

I am embracing them

As tightly as I can

And the next

I am running away

As fast as I can

They cannot hear

The ghosts from my past

Haunting me

Tauntingly

Questioning

Maybe I’ve never

Really been in love

I wonder

If we were really in love

How could we

Have hurt each other

So much

E.A. Fussell

11/03/2018

True story:

“This is the gentlest one in the barn.”

My beautiful red haired sister assured me as I mounted the seemingly docile horse and prepared to pretend like I was a ranch worker and help gather up some cattle. Not long in the saddle, feeling a little confident, enjoying the scenery, “the gentlest one in the barn” decided to take me on a Wild West rodeo ride around the pasture.

I managed to hold on and not fall off long enough for my beautiful red haired sister to ride close enough to get the reins and force the raring and bucking creature to come to a stop. I jumped off and skirted out of the way and then my beautiful red haired sister took “the gentlest one in the barn” on one hell-of-a-ride.

Sometimes we enter a situation

Falsely believing we are safe

Then something happens

Life starts bucking like a wild horse

And even though

We are scared to death

We grab the saddle horn

Imagine we are fearless

Manage to hold on

Without falling off

And fate loves us for it

Sometimes we enter a situation

Knowing the risk

Facing the danger full on

We saddle-up

Ready for the bucking to start

Welcoming it

Fearless

And fate loves us for it

Fate loves the fearless

Regardless of whether

We knew

We had it in us or not

E.A. Fussell

11/01/2018

There’s Something Sexy About The Rainbows

🎼There’s something sexy

about the rain 🎶

Unless

You’re in Texas

In October

2018

Where it has been raining

And raining

And raining

And you’re a building contractor

Driving from jobsite to jobsite

Watching

Practically

Nothing

Get

Done…

Then Kenny Chesney comes on the radio

Singing about rain

And young love

In a field of sugar cane

And your mind drifts back

To when you were

In South Florida

In a field of sugar cane

Or down a dirt road

In an orange grove

And it was raining

And you were young and in love

And as you drift down memory lane

You have to agree

Sometimes

🎼There’s something sexy

about the rain🎶

E.A.Fussell

10/31/2018

Apple Picking

An apple orchard

On a chilly October day

Watching family members

Romp and play

Climbing the mountain

To get a better view

Of the fall leaf colors and

Sparkling rocks strewn

Across the mountain top

Now down to the valley we go

Picking bags in hand

To the apple trees below

Heavy laden

With red delights

We reach

As high as we might

Grab a dark red apple,

Push up and

Twist gently

Wha La!

Fresh deliciousness in hand

Apple picking in New Hampshire

E.A.Fussell

10/18/2018

Focused Thoughts

Man’s thoughts

Are like a thousand butterflies

Sometimes they are scattered

Distracted

Flitting here and there

Visiting a pretty flower

Then an interesting idea

Over to a fun activity

Back to a pretty flower

Having no real direction

But when his thoughts are

Focused on one thing

One idea

One goal

One purpose

His thoughts can lift him higher

Than he ever imagined

E.A. Fussell

09/09/2018

Come Play With Me

Come play with me

For a little while

Let’s see what we can see

Throw caution to the wind

Forget that we’re just friends

We’ll transform ourselves

From caterpillars trudging along

To butterflies in a beautiful song

Come play with me

We’ll laugh, and dance

Do something crazy

Take a chance

Maybe we’ll scale a mountain peak

Go swimming in oceans deep

Maybe we’ll explore castles and caverns

Or spend the night shooting billiards

In a local tavern

Come play with me

No expectations

No what-happens-next questions

Just two people enjoying the moment

Living life on a whim

Don’t think about it

Just jump in

Come play with me

E.A. Fussell

08/30/2018