Coffee

Coffee is the one thing

That has never let me down

It is a muted lover

Who knows just what to do

When to do it, how to do it, and why

And never asks questions

Nor waits for me to tell it what to do

It always warms my cold soul in the winter

And doesn't get mad if I shove my frigid feet

Underneath it during a movie

It rids the salty sweat from my brow in the summer

And doesn't sit on the couch

Refusing to take me out to dinner, while

Drinking another beverage of choice...

It makes me happy no matter what

And gives me an adrenaline rush to keep me awake

It doesn't beg, bitch, brag, belittle, or bellow

Coffee is the perfect muted, stable fellow
 

Lonely Christmas

I sit here, now alone, on the cold wooden floor

Looking up at the Christmas tree

Like I used to do as a child on these howling nights.

Its flashing lights and snow white angel

Stare back down at me.

Red, green, blue, and silver

My eyes water from not blinking.

They start to blur and remind me of a long time ago.

A glittery tear drops from my eye

As my memory goes back to when my sister was alive.

We would sleep under the huge, tilted tree

Laughing, telling stories, refusing to sleep.

Our stomachs were filled with butterflies in hopes

That we would see a glimpse of him in the shadows on the wall.

The pasty moon peeked through our window

Past the tree and down our giggling bodies,

The wailing wind blew whining noises under the front door

But together…

We were never afraid.

Then late into the night, our eyes would give up

And we would fall asleep, hand in hand waiting

Waiting, waiting for a thump, a clatter, a jingle.

Then the morning would come.

Oh how I miss her; Christmas Eve just isn’t the same.

So I lay here on the cold foor, alone, and blinking lights

Blanket my body as my hands remain open

Hoping, hoping, hoping to feel her hand in mine,

Again.

Lying

One cannot hang on spoken words
Without the sight of proof
For those who speak with guarded lips
Provide smeared lies and truth

To trust someone means letting go
Of insecurities
Believing what they say is true
Their slim realities

Their trained techniques in shadowed truths
Are easily believed
Persuasion at its cleverest
A lie so well conceived

The blurring of these two concepts
Cause complex conviction
I do admit the taste of lying
Is a sweet addiction

Twas the night...

Twas the night before Christmas

Mom had just waxed the floor

No sounds could be heard

Only dad’s constant snores

The fat cats were sleeping

On the couch made of leather

And the two black dogs were dreaming

On the floor together

The glistening from the colored lights

That hung on the mantle

Complimented the shimmering glow

Of each scented candle

Covering one of the frosty windows

Was the crooked, heavy tree

It shone so bright all night long

For everyone to see

Outside the white blanket

Kept building inch by inch

And the wind that whistled evilly

Sounded like the mean old grinch

The cinder, soot, and embers

That were dying with the fire

Still crackled, popped, and sizzled

But given time would retire

Then a sudden thump above me

Made its way to my small ear

And my eyes widened slowly

For I knew that HE was here

A rush of mixed emotions

Began twirling in my gut

I laid there still amongst my friends

Mr. Sugar, Mrs. Oatmeal, and Mr. Walnut

But it is I that am most commonly eaten

It is I Mr. Chocolate Chip

When taken with a glass of milk

I’m more delicious with every sip!

He eased himself down the chimney

In a way so quiet, so sure

He knew what he was here to do

He had done this all before

After watching the back of his red suit

For only a short while

His task of unloading presents was done

Then he looked at me with a half smile

I tried to hide, I tried to move

But no legs were given to me

Slowly he tiptoed into the kitchen

I shut my eyes so I wouldn’t see

I heard a squeak, then silence

Followed by a big kaboom!

This sound made me tremble

And shook the unmoved room

I steadily opened one of my eyes

And watched him quickly leave

I was so happy that this man in red

Would be far, far away from me

His black shiny boots and silver belt buckle

His cherry cheeks and white hair

Of all the scared cookies he encountered this night

I was the one whose life was spared

Now I know I’m just a single cookie

I know what I was made for

But I’ve never felt so relieved in my life

Thank God, mom waxed the floor

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

High School Memories

Time has passed so quickly by
It's finally our last year of school
Leaving behind our good old friends
And every single high school rule

Every memory made throughout these years
Now fade down each blank hall
Every laugh, every tear, every relationship
Every fight, or trip, or fall

We've lost friends and gained others
And gotten to know each and every teacher
We've cared about our looks and actions
Every conversation and every feature

We've passed some courses and failed others
And slept a lot through class
Sometimes we walked slow through the hallways
And other times we walked real fast

We hung out in the same spots every day
In the morning and of course at lunch
We stood in the hallways for no absolute reason
And got pushed around a bunch

We played sports, instruments, sang or acted
And found who we really are
What we can do with our individual talents
Where will it take us and how far

Some of us might miss this school
And some can't wait to get out of here
But no matter what happens in the future
Just remember, it was a heck of a senior year!

CLASS OF 2007!

Not Meant To Be

I promised myself I wouldn't fall

For you when we started to talk

I said, "Don't run yourself into love

When you know you're supposed to walk."

I didn't plan on getting attached

Because I've never done such a thing

I thought it would be safe to hang with you

It would only be a fling

But you had to make me laugh and smile

With that so called perfect charm

I was giggly and always effervescent

I didn't think it would cause me harm

So I kept hanging out with you all the time

And watched the days go by

I hadn't a clue that the relationship we had

Would end up making me cry

Every time things were going well

There came another complication

There was nothing we could do to avoid it

It was our neglected obligation

No way for us to be together

The present obstacles made it unfair

I turned to God and asked, "Why me?"

Every night in my tearful prayers

We couldn't even hang out like we used to

On the back of your tailgate

No laughing or making inside jokes between us

No staying out real late

The memories we shared are beginning to fade

And my wide grin is now a frown

I wish I could change what's happening

And turn everything around

It's weird because I've never felt this way

About any other guy

I can't believe I fell for you

Why did I even try?

I believe that everything happens for a reason

I guess we're not meant to be

I just hate having to go through this pain

I just want to be happy…

Dear Santa

Dear Santa.....

My dearest Mr. Santa Clause

I know this year's been mad

But I have my own wishes too

Beginning with your dad

I know he hardly visits us

But something must be said

The man skips 'round with nothing on

And he hates the color red!

And don't even bring up your mother, dear

She drives the elves insane

She's now convinced that everything

Can be cured with a candycane

But then there's talk of living space

The reindeer have gone wack

They think they deserve their very own rooms...

We'll chat when you get back

You promised you'd fix the washer too

Before 'twas Christmas Eve

I guess wishes only come true to those

Who are not married, can you believe

But don't let me bring your night down, love

You know I hate to nag

You'll see this note when all is through

At the bottom of your bag

Just don't forget about the rest of us

Who you'll deal with all your life

I love you darling, see you soon

Sincerely, your loving wife :)