A poem written for a friend
through thick and thin, always trueA most loving, giving, caring soul
someone special, someone like youWilling to take, preferring to give
laughing in the sun, splashing in the rainEver reminding me to feel it all
the love, the tears, the joy, the painEach…
Morning to you too!
I thought of Q, and his, “Monday rawks!” Facebook posts, followed by every other day as the week went on. Morning People. We gotta stick together. 🙂
the power of touch
he touches me
gently
sweetly
lovingly
close enough
at bedtime
to share my pillow
hand in my hair
arms around me
sitting close
on the couch
hand in mine
as we walk outside
or listen
side by side
in church
wiping my tears
as they fall silently
sometimes
my youngest son
what a good man
he will grow to be
loving
thoughtful
insightful
a poet himself
who knows already
how to
heal a hurting heart
soothe frazzled nerves
and show love
with small touches
that mean the world
in the moment
and in the memories
simply using
the power of touch
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles
I awake.
Poetry on the brain.
Paper and pen
My good ol’ friend
How I’ll love you to the end
The written word
Brings me endless joy
Typing may be fun
But writing is what I love
Because my mind is not distracted
By the tapping of the keys
Or the pressure to be
Just as good as the rest
Instead, every word I write
And every mistake I erase
Makes my inspiration soar
I find that I can’t stop
My pen the tire of my thoughts
Leaving black tracks
On the untouched snow of paper
I write.: It seemed to me that she was a person stuck inside a house made out of…
It seemed to me that she was a person stuck inside a house made out of small cut paper squares. She was the only thing in the house, and when people finally looked inside, each person saw one side of her. They looked in through row after row of picture windows and unearthed giant pieces of her….
I write.: It seemed to me that she was a person stuck inside a house made out of…
“Dear Tummy, sorry for all the butterflies.
Dear Pillow, sorry for the tears.
Dear Heart, sorry for the damage.
Dear Brain, you were right.”
with real butter and parmesan cheese…mmmmm
In my pajamas.
Popcorn for supper.
© Turquoise Tangles
car quote
“That is a snazzy blue car.”
Trust me I know, I appreciate my followers more than I could possibly say but I would keep writing even if I didn’t have any<3
nothingandeverythingelse,
Good for you, AND Good For Those of Us Following You! That’s As It Should Be. I’ve written emails and snail mail letters to friends and family, and in a journal off and on, for years. I first wrote “in public” on Facebook and had more than a few people say they enjoyed reading my posts. Then, this spring spring I started blogging at My opera at the invitation of a friend. I’m Tumblin’ now because the same friend drug me here, more than a little reluctantly, knowing it’d make my heart sing like it does his. So “Followers” are a new thing to me. I grin when I see new ones but don’t think twice about those that decide to move on.
~ Janean
In response to nothingandeverythingelse‘s post:
http://nothingandeverythingelse.tumblr.com/post/13743849626/i-lost-two-followers-today
Turquoise Tangles 