Friday, March 25, 2016

Dramatic Exit




I had the most awful scary thought.
You said you were in love with me
that you'd be back the next day.
But you haven't called or text in over a day.
Haven't answered.
I'm getting the silent treatment...
Not even a returned I love you.
You said many things to reassure me that night
While you made your dramatic exit
speaking in metephors
missing only was a background score.
Only this isn't a movie...its my life.
I am able to give time and space
As much as you need
Because I love you.
But a haunting thought lurks...
Were the promises and assurances told only to get out the door?
And is that how easily it can be done?
Just spoken like cold lines in a script...
Then you're gone...
And if so, how will I ever trust again?


-K.M.Q.F.
12/15/14

I Am That Child




I am that child
The one torn between people I love
"Mommy didn't mean that, Daddy"
"Daddy doesn't mean that, Mommy"
Words between people
Situations
Bitter tears
A tragic merry-go-round
Ending in an end.

I am that child
The one listening
but not wanting to hear
The one crying when no one is looking
The crying no one wants to see
or validate
Peacemaking
dragging her feet desperately trying
To make it end.

I am that child
The one smiling
pretending it doesn't hurt
but feeling the sting just the same
Caught in the middle
confused
unsure but sure
loving yet despising
eyes darting to and fro
waiting for an end.

I am that child
Fearful of trusting
yet trusting too much
Exhausted by thrown words
thumbs crammed into ears
The same pain
from long ago
here and now
Like something that never ends.

I am that child
Fragile at heart
feeling betrayed
yet moving on
Seeing what's not spoken
feeling what isn't explained
Allowing the outside
to hurt my inside
In the end.

-K.M.Q.F. 5/17/15

The Glass Wall





There is a glass wall
where people look in
and they see what you say
but dont feel what you feel.
Like a two-way mirror
they think that they know
but they don't really know
what you feel
They are not in your skin
or your heart
or your soul
and they just dont know...

-K.M.Q.F.
5/30/15

FRAGILE




Fragile
like the powdered wing of a butterfly
that crumbles so easily under just the slight touch
of even a gentle fingertip.
Love can be so full of strength...
like a wind that is difficult to walk against,
or a gush of water that pushes your hand away
when all you want is to catch a bit in your palm.
But love is a delicate tapestry
strong,
yet so weak.
Hearts once resilient with youth
grow tattered like a flag flown too long,
And like a tattered flag,
even though meaning so much,
can fall to threads.
Love is a fragile puzzle.
It is different for each of us...
the way it plays out,
the paths it takes.
No one's missing piece will fill the spot in your heart,
and no one's definition
fits your love...
Love is fragile.
It is not to be judged
or solved
or completed
by anyone but you and whom you have in your heart.
To allow anything
or anyone
to force their puzzle piece into your empty place,
means the crumbling of a butterfly wing....

K.M.Q.F
5/23/15


This is Wealth




 I don't care if I'm poor in a monetary sense..
been poor all my life...
it's nothing new. 
But never have I been as rich as I am when writing a poem, 
guiding a wee hand through an arts n craft, 
or listening to my love in the next room strumming a tune and singing. 
These are the things dreams and happiness are made of. 
These are what life is REALLY about. 
This is wealth."
-K.M.Q.F.
5/21/14

Scattered Laundry




...and sometimes I want to just gather him up 
like scattered laundry outside, 
blowing across the yard in the wind...
simply heap all of him in my arms...
take him inside, 
and tell him he is home now...

Stainless Steel Sinks



                                                                        400 years after the final demise of humankind, 
nature will have all but reclaimed its entire earth 
and the only evidence of us left littered across the land 
will be old cell phones 
and stainless steel sinks...