ScrapMetal (end of Jay)

Now I know

How small an

Inch feels having

Been reduced to

That upon hearing

About you and

Him and him

And him and

Him and him

And with each

Him and him

What was left

Of me was

Pummeled into a

One inch piece

Of scrap metal

Of no value

Even to me

Caring

One of God’s

Greatest treasures and

One in which

We hardly recognize

Is simple caring

That outstretched hand

That warm welcome

A howdy do

Even a quiet

I love you

I have been

Very very lucky

Someone always cares

About me somewhere

It’s their caring

And not mine

Which helps sleep

Come to me

At my bedtime

BeMyValentine?❤️ (to you)

Love is grand

A Verdi overture

A twirling waltz

With ball gowns

And black tuxedos

Love is sultry

A Chopin concerto

Written for piano

Violin and harp

Delicate and wafting

Floating high above

Until it lands

Like my fingers

Upon your lips

Love is sweet

And slightly bitter

A dusted nutmeg

On the foam

Of a latte

A bittersweet chocolate

Surprising at first

Disappearing into joy

Love is quiet

And horribly mournful

That wet Autumn

Day when the

World cries too

Knowing you’re heartbroken

Love is everything

Love is simply

Everything to everyone

RockyPaths

I am tired

Tired of being

The man that

Everyone else wants

I am tired

Tired of falling

Tripping over others

That I thought

Were my rocks

But instead are

Simply boulders littering

My path with

Their own complications

Causing careful steps

As to avoid

Disturbing them when

In reality its

They disturbing me

GoingHome

Like a duck

On a pond

I have heard

The winds song

Time to go

It is saying

This isn’t home

Home is there

Way out there

Beyond your imagination

Here is where

Home let you

Be before you

Eventually get there