Seconds of Misery

Hours countdown as life takes its toll

Pools in eyes reflections of the unhappy soul

Tears for a romance that his chosen life stole

Alcoholic past times with severed hearts that role

What’s mine is mine to share

And with no one to share with

With misery I am full

Seconds of misery flash on and off

To minutes out of my control

A poem for my Dad

It Doesn't Matter Where You Are

May be I didn't get your chin or your skin
Maybe unlike you my bones are thin
But what I got I need, I use
My humor, my wit, they amuse
There's another thing you gave me
Its more important than traits or skills
It heals, it warms, it soothes, it fills
Its love and that will last until
Or way past the end of time
Past the time my humor's gone
Past the time my wit is wrong
When my physical traits are seemingly changed
My face, my features rearranged
Your love, I'll feel as long as I live
Your love I feel even when you're not right here to give
I just know its there like the air we breathe
Because you're my Dad
And from my heart you can never leave.