“Let’s look at the ocean, mom,”
my little one says
as he takes a seat on the pavement
and looks up ahead
where I see more than just the ocean
but the harbor I call home,
“It’s beautiful, mom. Isn’t it?”
And I smile and say, “yes, my love,”
my dear heart now all grown.
There’s a storm in my heart
that rages whenever you’re gone,
wondering why you had to leave again,
what did I do wrong?
Did I ask too many questions
the last time you were here?
Did I not hear your instructions?
Weren’t you at all clear
that I’m supposed to be silent
when your storms howl deep inside,
when your demons come back for you,
and there’s no place to hide?
via Storm — The Daily Post
It was the first time
but it wouldn’t be the last
that she’d watch him leave her
and become a figment of her past.
He’ll be back in many guises,
a friend, a lover, a son –
each of them taking a page from her past,
each one of them soon to be gone.
Daily Post – Opening Line
When you gaze at me like that, I melt
like snow upon the mountain top
hurtling down through crags and rocks
yearning to be with you,
yet can never be
your only one
my fate like
This is a chocolate cupcake from Scratched Baked Goods in Long Beach so perfectly nestled in its box, I didn’t have the heart to take it out just to snap another pic.
Hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend!
“Asleep” is a sculpture in Carrara marble by Peter Schipperrheyn, commissioned by Lawrence Matheson’s widow.