In Retrospect

As an appreciated audience, though small,

you are inspirational, the reason to give my all.

To do the best that I am able, telling my tales

of times and entities responsible for what ails –

lost moments, unfulfilled dreams, all that fails –

a broken heart, a fractured spirit, a soul smitten

are the essences of my words, words I have written,

cathartic visions, healing, this is what you have read.

All, has left the building, the confines of this old head

and onto pages of poetry / rhyme that I spread

across the uncertain, uneven grounds of this plane.

Know that all the emotional pain -

heartache, again and again -

I would never, ever refrain

from any of those moments I did live

nor deny, to the one’s, whom I did give.

What has been placed before your eye,

came from all the pain, the tears I cry

for the loss of all that would never be.

These poems / rhymes came from what I see,

blinded by a desire to rise above

and get to know another’s love.

B. J. “A” 2  

 

 

December 25, 2012