March 2019 – Stream of Consciousness

Wish I Could Play the Fiddle

I wish I could play the fiddle. It’s a riddle. That little fiddle. I just sit here and scribble. Guess I’ll eat some skittles. Cause I can’t play the damn fiddle. 🎻 RGH 3-31-19

I know the pain of heartbreak. The pain of loss. I know the pain of regret. The pain of guilt. I know the pain of addiction. The pain of sobriety. I know the pain of fear. The pain of lies. I know pain. And once it drove me insane. Pain is a friend. I knowContinue reading “I Know Pain”

The Skip

I remember the skip. The skip of an album. The scratch on a record. The needle on the turntable. I still own one. And play it when I’m feeling nostalgic. The sound is much better. Except for the skip. But the skip, reminds me of a simpler time. When my dreams were in unscratched. RGH/SCContinue reading “The Skip”

That Voice

What is that voice? The one that answers when I ask myself a question. Is it me? Or someone else? Maybe it’s my soul answering. What if it is someone else’s soul. It just might be someone you loved or that loved you. They’ve died and their soul answers your questions. What would you callContinue reading “That Voice”

Poetry Lane

I want to walk down poetry lane. Before my thoughts wane. I want to write a rhyme. While I’m in my prime. It will get likes. And get people psyched. It will be from the heart. And people will read it after I depart. The poem will be funny. And make your day sunny. SoContinue reading “Poetry Lane”

Candy

I like candy. It’s really dandy. Don’t leave it around. Cause I’ll swallow it down. I like candy. I keep it handy. It doesn’t matter what flavor. Chocolate, with nuts, or hard candy it all to savor. You might say I have a sweet addiction. Or maybe it’s an affliction. I guess it’s just myContinue reading “Candy”

The Clouds

It’s partly cloudy today. The clouds. It just goes and comes. The clouds. When I least expect them. The clouds. Don’t tell me I need help. The clouds. I’m sure they will move on. The Clouds. But for now, I must embrace, The Clouds. RGH/DPS 3-29-19

I Remember

I remember when I first saw your face. I’ll never forget the moment we first kissed. You didn’t like me at first. You said I’d never change. You didn’t like my smoking. So I quit, one of many changes. I remember where we first made love. Do you? I asked you to marry. Boy, wereContinue reading “I Remember”

Who Knows

I want to write something deep. That makes you weep. Magic words. Not just any blurb. Nothing shallow. Something with substance. The perfect poem. A short story that will make you think. A book with no end. A classic work. But for now, I’ll just write. And who knows… RGH 3-29-19

Tired

Feelings of emptiness. Always alone. Try to make it stop. Am I so different? Wish it would end. Would it be wrong? Try to fight through it. So tired. RGH 3-29-19

Just Drive

I feel so alive, When I hit the road and just drive. Riding in Dixie, With air condtioning, they call four sixty. Just hitting the road. Helps me lighten my load. I love driving fast. Oh, what a blast. So have some class, And let me pass. RGH 3-27-19

The Mad-hatter

I must be some sort of mad-hatter. Because I can’t write without my cap. I know it sounds silly. It’s a compulsion. So on my head is worn, A sort of composition headdress. RGH 3-27-19

Soul Pollution

All the senseless killing. Every day it seems. Another shooting. More lives are taken. What’s wrong with the human condition? I want to stop it somehow. But I have no solution. For this soul pollution. RGH 3-26-19

Just to See You Smile

I would walk a million miles. Just to see you smile. I must say, You always make my day. And just a simple touch, Always means so much. This isn’t just a fling. You’re my everything. You make me manic. But I won’t panic. Cause I love you more than life. And one day you’llContinue reading “Just to See You Smile”