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Living for Someday

Living for Someday

We built a life together
And we live on someday.
Soon the storms we weather
Will pass away.

Someday there will be time
To play and rejoice
in our rhythm and rhyme.
Tomorrow is our voice.

Tomorrow has come and gone.
Someday was yesterday.
And today I am alone.
Tuesday, death took you away.

~For Tammy

Someday I will sing the victory song

Someday I will sing the victory song.
Old and feeble, I will stand proud and Sing,
I LIVED my life!

I lived through the chaos,
the joys,
the accomplishments,
the failures,
the sadness.
I LIVED my life!

I lived through the fears,
the tears,
the laughter,
and the triumphs.
I LIVED my life!

But today, today I sing the song of despair.

Overload in the Circuits

Photosynthesis, Cellular respiration, Frankenstein, Hemingway, a mind that bleeds, college project, hallmark awards, essays, disjointed thoughts, lists of words, grocery list, biology, oncology, braces, appointments, back ache, neck ache, headache! Not only do I not have time to write, but my attention is pulled in a thousand directions. Things with due dates, forgotten things, things I want to do, things I will do. I could sing the woe is me song for days to no avail. Commitments are made, and I must abide.

Some day I will sing the victory song. Old and feeble, I will stand proud and Sing, I LIVED my life! I lived through the chaos, the joys, the accomplishments, the failures, the sadness. I LIVED my life! I lived through the fears, the tears, the laughter, and the triumphs. I LIVED my life!

But today, today I sing Woe is me.

Time to Write

Have you ever noticed?

when profound thoughts come to mind
when that moment of lucidity strikes
when you are emotionally charged
when your fingers desire to
flick across those intimate plastic keys—

a hindrance to
fulfilling the desire—

the world works according to—
its own time
its own needs
its own demands

I have just these five minutes before I –
bend to the will of the clock
demands of my life
commitments I have made

at this moment I want
to let my thoughts escape
a brimming brain—

to find their way
from cortex to finger tips
where they are free

Buzzz!!!

the timer tells me
to force my thoughts
into tidy boxes
to wait—

for time,

Time to Write

Have you ever noticed, that when profound thoughts come to your mind, when that moment of lucidity strikes, when you are emotionally charged, and when your fingers desire nothing more than to flick across those familiar plastic keys, you are barred from fulfilling that desire because the world works according to its own time, its own needs, and its own demands? I have just these five minutes before I must bend to the will of the clock, the demands of my life, and the commitments I have made. Though college is important and I find such joy in the wonders of learning, at this moment I want nothing more than to let my thoughts escape from my over stimulated brain and find their way from cortex to finger tips where they can finally be free. Buzzz…that’s the timer, letting me know that I must force my thoughts back into their tidy boxes to once again wait for time.