A Vintage Happy

My Father , my Mother and myself, cir. 1975

"I know why families were created with all their imperfections. They humanize you. They are made to make you forget yourself occasionally, so that the beautiful balance of life is not destroyed." ~Anais Nin
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As I rummage through the photographs, the smiles, I noticed, gradually left as the photos were taken over the years.  Does that mean that the realization of life's experiences were shaping our futures?  Happy almost seemed to be scooting ever so closely to the edge....... just out of frame......

To forgive?

"The stupid neither forgives nor forgets; the naive forgives and forgets; the wise forgives but does not forget." ~ Anonymous

This is a difficult task for me. I've saved so many words, I've re-read so many rants, love letters and sulky verse that with each reopening of the wound created from the circumstance I find it more and more difficult to forgive. These simpletons, I tell myself, don't know me.  I've only allowed a small fraction to slip through the cracks and yet they believe they can decipher my thoughts, know my words or read into my work?  Who are they to hold themselves so high upon a pedestal?  

Human nature craves fault, feeds from it and satisfies only its own ego. You know and accept what you allow yourself to understand. Hypocrite. You know who you are. 

An afterthought

A Lover's Afterthought

No longer a necessity to my mind's function
Forgotten all but a glimpse of a red kiss
He does not determine my afterthoughts
But since been replaced with a lonely bliss

Take me for what these words are worth
Demanding my love isn't a road without stones
A hesitation grows abundant in my heart
I cannot take his hand unto a land of unknowns

I will be a woman without a solid love
Willing to live on as I originally planned
Before my soul and mind becomes obscured
This life I shall take control of and command.

~ Me, 2006