The Laughter

“If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane.” ― Robert Frost
 

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When she laughed the sound filled the rooms, spilling over into the breeze and bringing a thousand butterflies to life. I’ve heard no sound like it before, it comes from her soul, places unseen in the spirit of gentleness. Her laugh sang a lullaby that dismissed my fears and loneliness. For a moment in time, I forgot the tragedy of living and remembered the beauty of life. Of all the sounds that echo in my mind, consuming my conscience like rain on a tin roof, her laugh is my mantra of peace. I’m amazed that such joy and wholehearted happiness can exist at all, in my life not so much as a faint chuckle is heard, much less the verbal deep seated happiness of a healthy giggle. It spills over from her full cup and I wipe it up with every fiber of my being, it stains my soul with colors like a tie dyed shirt from the 60’s. I know many sounds fade, more now that I’m older, but her laugh, this I need like sunrise everyday, warming and encouraging, bringing the hope of spring and it’s little births. I curled up deeper in the covers, and a smile crept over my face, all while she laughed.

Faint

“She smiled and feigned enthusiasm, although she cared little for the game.” 
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 The stroke of your memory taints
leaving lines barely seen
Like the taste of your love feigns
leaving songs barely song
The hunger left is soft pain
feasting on your touch
Smeared colors of your body trace
lost desires slowly die

After I Leave

“Of course. That’s what people do in a disordered world, a world of freedom and choice: they leave when they want. They disappear, they come back, they leave again. And you are left to pick up the pieces on your own.” ― Lauren Oliver, Requiem

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I have no game not committed to any way

Change my colors blend and go

Disappear in front of your eyes.

Blowing in the wind since I was born

Not wanted anywhere where I am

Wanted everywhere after I leave.

Flashing colors, calling my mate

In a blink I’m gone, left with the wind.

Laughed at, but changed quick

What they laughed at yesterday

Is what they desire today.

Constantly evolving, never staying in a rut

Never know what I’m going through

Have no plans, that I cant undo

and that in a hurry.

Not wanted anywhere where I am

Wanted everywhere after I leave

Also published in Broowaha
11242011 
                                             

After the Show

“Never allow anyone to rain on your parade and thus cast a pall of gloom and defeat on the entire day. Remember that no talent, no self-denial, no brains, no character, are required to set up in the fault-finding business. Nothing external can have any power over you unless you permit it. Your time is too precious to be sacrificed in wasted days combating the menial forces of hate, jealously, and envy. Guard your fragile life carefully. Only God can shape a flower, but any foolish child can pull it to pieces.” 
staaarsheeps
You wanted to see how I roll,

Set me up a sight to behold

Used my defense against me

but I saw straight through, see

Expendable from the beginning,

cause color of my skin I ain’t winning

I acted the fool to gain the trust

now it’s you who rides the short bus

I gain by no violence, put away the guns

Something you thought I’d never done

Read my spits and angered licks

You knew the inside tricks

Don’t look now, I’m a thing to behold

Even if you trashed me, I’m makin gold

My rise is not a thing you saw

In fact it’s not from man at all

There is a way you can all can go

I’ll see you there after the show….

After the Show

“Never allow anyone to rain on your parade and thus cast a pall of gloom and defeat on the entire day. Remember that no talent, no self-denial, no brains, no character, are required to set up in the fault-finding business. Nothing external can have any power over you unless you permit it. Your time is too precious to be sacrificed in wasted days combating the menial forces of hate, jealously, and envy. Guard your fragile life carefully. Only God can shape a flower, but any foolish child can pull it to pieces.” 
staaarsheeps
You wanted to see how I roll,

Set me up a sight to behold

Used my defense against me

but I saw straight through, see

Expendable from the beginning,

cause color of my skin I ain’t winning

I acted the fool to gain the trust

now it’s you who rides the short bus

I gain by no violence, put away the guns

Something you thought I’d never done

Read my spits and angered licks

You knew the inside tricks

Don’t look now, I’m a thing to behold

Even if you trashed me, I’m makin gold

My rise is not a thing you saw

In fact it’s not from man at all

There is a way you can all can go

I’ll see you there after the show….