Monday, February 4, 2019

SUNSHINE

You were born
To tend a garden of flowers
To help them bloom 
And watch them grow
No flower unwanted
No flower over looked
But too much focus
And too much free time
Spent on just one
No matter how it makes you feel
When that flower is gone
You will come to see
That your garden has gone empty
The others have died away
So please don’t fret
But I’m afraid that as of yet
You will soon find
That you’ve spent too much time

Please don’t get fenced in
By the demands of one flower
It may help you to survive
But it won’t let you thrive
There’s a bouquet of flowers for you
Just across that line
Don’t look back
You can still return there
As a matter of fact
That flower should be able to share
And try not to possess you
There’s no new you
In this very new place
Just the You that you are
And how you can be that
In this space
So though life may shift and change
The essence of you is very much the same
Don’t let your garden whither
And those flowers you hold dear
I know that’s very hard
When you’re not as near
But you were born for more
Than a one flower life

Please look at your world
Though it may feel tiny sometimes
There are flowers everywhere
That need your sunshine
Your joy
Your care
It’s just hard to see
When the moon is there
Casting shadows over everything

2/4/19 – ALJ

Monday, November 12, 2018

FADE

Unable to bottle the feelings deep inside
It’s just not fair
Why do I care?
Why do I demand so much
It’s not mine to claim
Your attention
My shame
For not just letting it go
And moving on
It was fun
It can still be fun
How do I make this fun?
Time to just fade into the background

11/12/18 -- ALJ

HATE TO LOSE

The news, it hurts
And the choices you make
To stay away
Makes me said to say
That I care
Overcome with disappointment
Loneliness overtakes the joy
And reality sets back in
Too far away
Our relationship isn’t meant to stay
The same
And the changes change
I’m left with only memories in the end
And I wish I could be
Just happy
But it hurts to care
And I try to wish it away
The pain of never first pick
And the relationship you choose
Leaves me with doubts
And fear
That you might be wrong
That you might be right
But neither outcome
Would I choose

11/12/18 – ALJ

Monday, March 26, 2018

Background

How my heart is hardening
With the heavy weight of grief
Of the realization
That I gave so much more
That I felt so much more
But it landed in an empty pit
With indifference you respond
And the pain strikes deep
I have no claim to make
Just the family we share
For years I have looked to you
You once helped make me strong
But even as the years shifted and changed
I have always resided in your background
And there I shall remain

3/26/18 – ALJ

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Just Before Close - Short Story


I glanced at the clock. With only five minutes left before close, I was less than pleased to turn and see a potential customer hastily striding toward the shop door. Putting down the mop, I took a deep breath, willing myself to smile as she entered. “Hello.”
“Hi.” The lady replied, obviously in a rush. “Sorry, I know you’re closing soon. What’s easiest for you?”
Taken a back, I arch a brow, “Drip coffee?”
“That sounds great!” After pulling off her gloves, she retrieves a blue wallet from her shoulder bag.
“$2.05, please.” I say, taking her reusable cup from the counter. “Do you need me to leave room?”
“Yes, please.”
“Do you take milk or cream?”
“Cream please.”
There’s just enough liquid left to sufficiently fill the cup. Back at the counter, I set down the cup and bottle of creamer after which the lady hands me $5.05 in cash. “Perfect. Thank you so much.”
“Thank you for asking what’s easiest,” I say with a genuine smile on my face.
After handing her three dollars in change, she begins to rattle on with an energy that would contradict her need for any more caffeine today. “Oh, there was no way that I could have asked you to make anything that complicated just before close. I’ve been there. Not in a coffee shop, but you know, I’ve been there. I just really appreciate it. When my GPS told me that you were closing at 7, I was afraid I wouldn’t make it in time. And I needed this. Just to get through my show tonight.”
She popped on the lid as I walked back to my mop and bucket. A couple coins dropped in the tip jar before I heard her call out, “Have a great night!”

For Michael