pop's poetry

Category: Family

  • dad vows

    I promise
to lovingly hold you until you can crawl,
crawl patiently with you until you can walk,
walk peacefully with you until you run,
joyfully run with you as long as I can.
And when I can no longer keep up,
I'll still run, walk or even crawl to you
if you need me to hold you again.

  • stuck

    Learning the same things,
different words,
same message.
Singing the same songs,
different tunes,
same ideas.
Sitting in the same chairs,
different fabric,
same view.

Einstien said there's insanity in repetition
while expecting different results.
There's also indifference in repetition
when expecting the same results.

Learn new things in new ways.
Inspect the impassable.
Expect the impossible.

  • an irish blessing

    May you live long enough, love deep enough
and make time enough for family and friends
to call your life full on the hour that it ends.

  • only a woman

    For Twin and Katie
Only a Woman
can truly understand
what's going on inside and
will stand aside and beside
while the world crashes then
resurrects into the stratosphere
in a matter of moments.
Only a Woman
could see the beautiful mess
behind what could or would be
and what shouldn't be
into what must be done
today or any day
or not done at all.
Only a Woman
would open a darkened door
to a brokenness with gentleness
and kindness to make it
right with the simpleness
of just keeping all the pieces
safe for the future.
Only a Woman
will walk with delicate patience,
tirelessly searching with peaceful
purpose and passion to find
a perfect union to step into
by lacing up colorful shoes
and hiking the heights of joy.
Only a Woman

  • new year’s evolution

    This year's end some items I've missed
in making my New Year's list
of actions to hold the year through
that last a week, maybe two.

No weight loss nor organization,
on my list no savings inflation.
My list will be clear of to do's
instead it's a new life I choose.

This year's end I will not resolve,
but instead make a pact to evolve
into someone I rather would find
as I leave this extinct self behind.

From primordial ooze I'll step out,
a life form that's higher, no doubt,
learning new things with every stride
letting old things wash out with the tide.

This year's end no matter the cost
of leaving behind what I've lost,
an origin of species to claim,
to survive as the fittest my aim.

Not to worry the friends I hold dear
and my family both far and near,
this evolutional new year you'll see,
just a much better version of me.