the damn thing
about tears of joy is
when you have
tired eyes
those unexpected
happy tears
sting and burn
just like when
your heart
was hurting
as they fall
ouch
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the damn thing
about tears of joy is
when you have
tired eyes
those unexpected
happy tears
sting and burn
just like when
your heart
was hurting
as they fall
ouch
© Turquoise Tangles
Today is a mystery
sort of wide open
with things that need done
not sure I want to do any of them
so I will do some
one appointment I won’t miss
and no, it’s not the dentist
I hope it’s filled
with family and friends
with laughter,
smiles, hugs and grins
the tears need to stay at bay
I don’t have time
for you today
so far
so good
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles
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
the power of touch
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I walked alone last night
along the festive streets
families migrated downtown
to see the live window vignettes
with a holiday theme
the crescent moon was shining
the streetlights were brighter
a white horse ambled by
pulling a carriage
something special
out of the usual
I wish my family had joined me
at the art walk downtown
where I went to see my friends
for quick conversations
shared smiles and hugs
and to see their art
glad I went
for a bit
as I drove home
alone
Elvis was crooning
“Blue Christmas”
from the radio
I got misty eyed
a lump in my throat
my head already hurt
maybe it ached
from unshed tears
accumulating
behind my eyes
I didn’t test that theory
and held ‘em back
a little longer
headin’ home
for rest
in the night
December 2, 2011 was F1RST FR1DAY in downtown Bloomington. How I love, and look forward to goin’ downtown on the F1RST FR1DAY of every month. Even if I go alone, I don’t feel lonely. The studios and galleries, and the artists within, are very welcoming and always glad to see you. Even if you’re just admiring, and not buying, their wonderful and varied works of art. ~ Janean
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TODAY IS FILLED WITH PRAISES!