From Grubby
---
whose poetry may not be as
grand as Merrit Malloy's
.....but has a similar
flavor.
UNBALANCED
The many hundred
random acts of kindness
that I cast your way
all
of the years that we were together
Were pushed aside
by your disappointment
of a few
expectations
that I failed to meet
KNOWING YOU
At the beginning
I didn't know you.
It took time to learn the many things about you
that I grew to
love.
I thought I knew you well
until suddenly you left.
In the end
I wonder now.....
if I ever really knew you at all.
MEMORIES
Our memories
of everything we have ever experienced
are burned
deeply into the cells
of our brains.
I have recalled things that I had done
40 years ago ...but never
thought of since
They were memories that materialized
with no
connection to the day's events.
I suspect we randomly scan
the libraries of our minds
just to make
sure that the books
are all in order.
You may not be scanning now
. . . but someday you will
Perhaps then you will find me
sitting on a shelf
And just like old books
that we never throw away
you'll again take
me down to read
and will have a smile on your face
REALITY CHECK
While sitting inside
at our computers
we enter a world in our
minds
Our fingers dance across the keyboard
as we chat with friends
both
near and far.
Some....
we have never seen
but for in a photograph or two.
We build this fictitious world to live in
based on written words and
pictures
---while outside
realty is passing us by.
FLYING
There are days when we feel like we could fly
and would be airborne in
the skies for hours
---or at least until the fall of night.
Then there are days
when we feel weighted to the earth
by a belt made of lead
The belt is locked
We don't know where the key is
or how it is opened at times
I suspect the key is hidden
somewhere deep within
our minds
We should try to search for it someday
...so that we can fly
whenever we want to.
STRAINING
It was easy for me
to give my love to you.
I'm sorry
that it was so hard for you
to give your love to me
EXCUSES
When people come and go in our lives
we are
told that they were there for a reason
It's said that they bring something to
share
that we didn't have before.
But why is it.......
that no one ever seems
to stay
Don't we all want someone to share with
forever
A THIEF
Having many relationships in our lives
steals from our ability to share
the past
When someone leaves us
have they not taken a piece of us with them
We can no longer say to someone new---
remember the time when we did
this...or that
FROM GRUBBY'S 2009 NEW YEAR'S GREETING
From spring---to summer---to fall -----and then winter.....
Yet another year slips through our fingers, like water from a lake.
We can clasp time for only a moment before it's gone.
Yet in that moment we are able to quench our thirst
And so we keep moving on......