Posted in loss / death, love, original, Relationship

Hands

I remember…..

He was a tall man with a big built

He reminded me of a well built building

I was too young to know, what struggles he went through

In my father’s eyes he was the strict parent,

In mine he was a gentle giant.

I can’t remember if I hugged him enough

Or told him I loved him

But I have fond memories of him, no matter how few.

He didn’t speak much but he gave me boundless unspoken love.

He had big hands

Huge!

They were hard working hands

They were also the one’s that disciplined my dad

But those same hands guarded me and I remember they were rough but gentle.

Those hands, they guided me more than I ever would have thought.

Posted in original, Relationship

Keep It Simple

I don’t want your roses, you can save your money

I don’t want chocolates or teddy bears

I’m stuffed already

I don’t want any grand schemes

I don’t like that much people looking at me

Keep the over the top performance, I have no care for it

If you want to sweep me off my feet

Just keep it simple

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Flat

no curves, no turns, dead straight and plain flat

not a winding road, not a curly hair, not a crease

or any trace of activity

just plain and simple and flat-out

that’s it, that’s all

no design, no majestic or grand entrance

as quite as can be

simply flat and that’s that

unnoticeable, unlikely, forgettable

simple, stale, boring —– flat

nothing more, most likely less

but that is that