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Meghan Jul 2019
A movie,
Written haltingly,
Is shown
In flashes
Of light upon the dark.
Snippets of images
That
Draw up no remark.
With haunting clarity
Read,
Find the beauty --
Between
The Truth
And the lie.
Meghan Jul 2019
There's a dinosaur in my washing machine,
having himself a bath.
There's a Brontosaurs in my refrigerator,
having himself a snack.
The Raptor in the rec room is just
romping round the ground.

There's a pony parading through the puddin',
A stallion on the stove.
There's horse in my hamper,
wrinkling all the clothes.

A duck went down the drain today,
while emptying the tub.
The cat is on the keyboard,
asking for a hug.

You might think my menagerie strange,
But you don't know the half –
That's just the animals,
who've given you a laugh.
 
There's a truck in the toilet,
a tractor on the bed,
and a big, pink convertible,
parked upon its head.
I found an airplane in my dishwasher
and a copter in the cupboard.
The books are in the broom closet,
The brooms are on the lawn.
Socks are on the front porch
Waiting for summer to come.
 
If this all seems crazy to you,
I'll guess that you don't know
the joy it is to have this mess
If you've not yet 
been blessed... 
'Cause sleeping in the car
Are toddlers two, and three.

04/02/2019
~MRC
Here's to all the moms out there!
Meghan Jul 2019
I have an extensive dilemma
Wherein
There’s modest prospect
That dictates obtaining in-depth qualifications
Worthiness to ensure the origination
Seeking nominal negative backlash
In the realm of traditional obligations
From Feb. 2018 I was given a list of words I was no longer allowed to use in writing at my job... so I turned then into this poem.
Meghan Jul 2019
Life is a collection of Post-it Notes
Tiny pieces of paper
making up the collage of my mind.
These days though--
I'm not sure how well the glue is holding
The stickiness is starting to fail
The constant removal,
Rearrangement
Each note's move
Changes the picture,
Changes who I am.

When at last those squares
refuse to stick
Notes come tumbling down
Falling like rainbow colored rain
A final flood of memories --
Then ...
My mind's awash
Thoughts all a- jumble
A gentle breeze,
forceful as a hurricane
Comes to blows the bits away
Post-its scatter like leaves in the wind

All that's left
Is this blank yellow square
Longing to be writ
Once more
I see it firsthand,  I worry about the future,  hold on to every memory, and take the time to create the most I can with the people I love.
Meghan Jul 2019
What reward awaits beyond
What lights shine upon the soul
Those who've suffered long?

Now gone,
Are you running free?
While we grieve, saddened
Crying tears we never let you see

In your place, a candle shines -- but
It will never burn as bright
As the light in your eyes

May you be at rest,  now
Peacefully
Forever
Meghan Jun 2019
The cravings don't go away
Hunger never sated
Watching as we slowly poison ourselves. Does it even matter?
None of us are getting out of here alive. The ugly truth --
we spend every day
getting closer to the grave.
We try to dig our way out of the ground,
Yet do so much
to keep our feet
in that Cemetery dirt.
One foot in the grave,
the other on a cloud.

When that book opens
at the Pearly Gates
and we can truly see our sins,
will we rail against
what we know is true,
what's in our hearts?
Will it shake us to our very core?
Will we beg for another chance, another go 'round the wheel -- promising to do more, be more,
be better, be someone ...
that we know we're not?
Be careful what you wish for.

To be reborn:
Know that there's no knowing the end.

So we get busy being born
and enter the world screaming; because for a split-second,
a Nanobeat in the scheme of time,
we know
we're going to die trying
and trying
and trying.
The beat goes on.
Sunrise, sunset --
days
become weeks,
become months,
become years.
Will we never learn?

We are who we are;
we're what we're supposed to be-- perfect in our imperfections.
So, close your eyes  
...BREATHE
Meghan Apr 2019
Potholes overflow
with rain.  F L O W I N G
                            Toward
                               the Great Lakes ... inland sea
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