Poem (untitled)

I can still feel my arms around you

Your arms around me, hands in my pockets

My face pressed against your neck

Inhaling your scent

The scent that still lingers on my clothes

It distracts me from my work

It gives me comfort

The way you hold me

The way you kiss my forehead

As if I am yours and only yours

The way you look at me

With those hazel eyes

The trust that they show me

I hope mine show the same

So much trust you place in me

It makes me crave more

Of your touch, of your words

I feel those words bubble up from my heart

Words I shouldn’t say,

Words that teeter me on the cliffs edge

I want to ask if you’re on the edge too

But my heart won’t let me

Cause we both know

Know that we don’t belong to another

But for only glimpses of time

Imperfect perfect glimpses

Of life

~Laura Fedak

Apple (a poem)

I am the forbidden fruit

The one everyone wants

But no one wants

I do not lie

I am shiny and red as I am sweet

Enjoy all you want

But don’t throw me away

Don’t waste me on just a nibble

Savor my sweetness

For it is not poison, but passion

Passion makes me bloom

On the tree I radiate, beg to be picked

I am one to be savored, to be enjoyed

Not discarded to the ground

I am what you see

An apple, no more, no less

I do not lie

I do not hide behind leaves

My passion is true

Shinning out from my core

My passion glows, ripe for the picking

I am an apple, No more, no less

A forbidden fruit to some

Take a bite, don’t just nibble on me

Enjoy my sweetness

Savor the bite; enjoy my fruit down to the core

It is the sweetest

Fully enjoy the forbidden

Enjoy me for what I am

An apple, just an apple.

Butterfly Wings (a poem of mine)

So it's been a while, life has been busy.   Life has been life and I am happy.  I've had so many poems stuck in my head trying to get out for a while, this one pushed it's way in today and just had to be set free.  Enjoy. 

Butterfly Wings

Searching across the room

My heart flutters

Like butterfly wings

When I see you

You say my name

My heart flutters

Stops a beat

“Hello”

I say to you

My heart all a flutter

Quiet as a whisper

My voice

Like butterfly wings

All a flutter

In the wind

My heart catches

My breathe gasp

As you fingers flutter

To pull me close

Your lips glide over mine

 Nibbling at nectar

My heart flutters

Like butterfly wings

Your touch is to my skin

Furious

Fast

Like butterfly wings

Trying to stay

Above air

Gasping

For more air

You leave me

Gasping

Fluttering

With desire

For more nectar

You leave me

Fluttering

From the room

On butterfly wings.

Some little poems I wrote today...

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Another lie

Never truthful

Torn

Heart

Opened wounds

Now closing

Yielding to reality

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Honesty

Open hearts

Never failing

Everlasting

Sweet love

True dreams

Yearning forever

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Living together

Accepting your

Unwavering love  

Reservoir of

Ample blood

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Journey

Among our lives

Steadfast

Open hearts

Never wavering

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RIP Aunt Janet

Yesterday we said goodbye to my beautiful Aunt Janet. Her boys did a wonderful job speaking today, she would be so proud of them!  Here is the slideshow I put together for her sons.

Poem for my Uncle Reuben

My beloved Uncle Reuben passed away in January, it's been a great loss to all of us.  For all that he did wrong in life, he did an equal amount of right, you just couldn't help but love him.  Family meant everything to him and you always knew you were loved when you got one of those big hugs from him.  He wasn't one of those men that held his feelings in, you always knew where you stood with him.

There so much I could say about him, but I just knew I couldn't get up in front of all those people at the service to say it.  The morning of his service this poem just came to me, I had to write it down and all I could find was post-it notes, so I wrote it down on a bunch of them!  In the car on the way to the service my oldest daughter kindly copied them on to a sheet of paper so I wouldn't had to stand with all these post-it's in my hand.  I waited to read it at the graveside.  I was so nervous, I hate to talk in front of lots of people (and there was a lot there!) and I usually talk so quite but I just knew I had to do it or regret not doing it.


So here is my poem that I read, it's my take on an Irish blessing, even though my Uncle didn't have any Irish in him unless it was whiskey!


May you have arrived to open gates


May you have arrived to open arms of those gone before


May have all your troubles, sorrows, pain been lifted;
Lifted from your weary soul


May the golden warmth heal your broken heart, 
warm your cold hands


May your days now be filled with peace; 
your dreams of happy times


May you watch over the ones you left behind; 
their hearts filled with sorrow and pain


May you help ease their pain with memories; 
Memories of better times


May you warm their cloudy days with rays of light from above


May when they reach the end, you be standing; 
Standing at the open gates with arms opened wide,
To welcome them home.

And as many said at the service after I read it, Amen.

Picture of my Uncle Reuben that I took at his daughter Felicia's wedding  a few years ago.

~Laura Fedak, Written January 2012

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