Daily Prompt; That’s Amore


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Think of your longest relationship: describe how your love has changed over time, did you go from the giddiness of infatuation, to mad passion, to deep respect, esteem, and friendship? Tell us about your love story.

I am sorry, I don’t have that beautiful story to tell about long-lasting love. I was married and immediately went to Germany. My husband was in the military. Through the years we had three children. We bought two homes. Life seemed good.

But for us, in time, things changed. Priorities seemed to shift. Drifting seemed to appear and before long people and things got in the way. It seemed the word Divorce, which had never entered my mind, was suddenly consuming my entire soul.

Pain, hurt, anger, and separation took over. Children who were innocent were being pulled in different directions. New decisions were being made, feelings were torn, tongues became thorns and life was as I had never experienced.

Through this time in my life I learned trust was not a strong word in my dictionary. Self-esteem was dropped to the lowest. It took a long time to  heal from this and still today, many years later, there are soft spots that I try not to dance around.

I am thankful that I still have my children’s love. I am thankful that I truly loved once. I learned at that time that there is no Fairy Tale life and we live reality each day in our lives. The burned feelings seem to remain somewhat today as the trust that was singed,  still remains.

I want with all my heart to find a good man today, but I am sure without realizing it that little word trust jumps out at me each time. I try to shove it down and realize that there are many good relationships out there in the world. I just need to keep my eyes and heart open and believe.

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Daily Prompt; Imitation/ Flattery


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Write a post in the style of (or simply inspired by) a favorite author.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us HOMAGE.

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I Am Blind But I Can See

I can not see

I never could

But I can sense

And this is good

For I can see

Right through your soul

I can sense your joy

I can feel your woe

For I don’t need eyes

To see the view

I can feel your heart

Which is the real you.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

10/14/2013

Helen Keller

 

To My Grandma; A Card I Created


 

Grandma I know I am guilty

Of not being here enough

I find myself involved

With way too much stuff

But I just want you to know                                                grandma_rocking_in_chair_hc

That I do love you so

You are the best in the world

As far as Grandma’s go.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

06/10/2013

Seen Through Tears


Can’t you see it in my eyes

Can you not feel my heart beat

Are my tears not visible to you

As I hold my bag

Ready to turn around

And walk a way

Knowing I have

Done everything

In my power

To get you to

Notice me, alas

I have failed

Now I am here

To say goodbye

And as I reach

Out to shake

Your hand

You place

Your warmth

Over me and say

Oh my Cherie

I can wait

No longer

For I have loved

You for so long

But was afraid

You would

Not return my feelings

And yet now you

Stand before me

And your eyes

Speak of how

Your heart feels

This is not goodbye

This is hello

To our love

We will boast

To the world

Forever and ever.

Written by

Terry Shepherd

06/08/2013third stage flowers

Two Hearts


Restless hearts

Yours there and

Mine here

Intertwined through

Feelings from

English: 2 of hearts.

Unspoken words

Held fast by

Years of

Knowing each other

Your thoughts

Are mine

Any I am in

Your thoughts

Being apart

And yet very close

Holds this bond

Together forever

Til death comes

For one of us.

Terry Shepherd

05/06/2013

#FWF Free Write Friday; Writing Wrongs


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I found this quote yesterday and posted it to my Facebook page. I liked the snarky feel of it and so did a lot of others. So I thought it would make for a great prompt! Here is your opportunity to vent. A chance for you to ‘write the wrongs’. Share a time that you have felt wronged or treated unfairly, either by way of a situation or another person.

Many moons ago I saw the smiles in  different shapes of  the  face staring down at me in the night of the skies.

I always felt better when someone was smiling along with me. It brought more confidence throughout my soul.

Then one day things started to turn. I would glance up at the starry night and search for the smile to reign over me. It was becoming more difficult for me to find. Mr. Man in the Moon knew things before even I did. The stories are told in the stars as each twinkling light became dimmer in my eyes.

How devastating it is to be the last one to learn of betrayal. The joke is on me. The wide grin from above is portraying a signal that I finally hone into.

The forever love arrow has been twisted as it stabs in my heart. No matter how I twist or turn it remains embedded  in one place. Fairy tales are bursting at the seams as I realize the lies being spoken eye to eye are stretching from river to oceans.

Where were your eyes as I looked into the heavens? Were they resting upon another? Did you seriously mean to throw me to the ground with mistrust and turning love into hatred? Could you not see the tears in my eyes as I listened intently to each of your woes? Searching your heart; longing to be held once again.

The years we spent together, memories creating my own book to be only tossed to the seas. For yet another will pick up the tear-stained pages and write his own book.

Words I spoke sending messages for your ears only. Only to realize that your amour was shielding you from the truth. You chose to turn your back on me. You walked into another’s arms. You held her as you did me. Words you whispered to me now enter her heart.

Visions in my head cause my emotions to explode all over the duvete. I walk a way with my head held high. You will never see that the twisted arrow has now broken off only leaving a point of no return.

You chase your dreams. For a few moments life seems to be smiling in your reflection. I struggle to forget; to move forward. I look up into the stars one night and I see you smiling at me.

For as I have finally made my mark on this earth your life comes tumbling down around you. The twinkle in my eyes match the brightness of the lights. You had your chance you fool. There never was a blade of grass that is greener on the other side of the fence.

Now I walk with head held high. A bounce in my step as you whither slowly to the ground. Your soul turns brown as a dying weed. May you always look at me with desire. May your mind explode with memories of the past.

I look a way from the man in the moon and tuck my arm inside of his. We lean into each other and kiss passionately. Then he opens the door and we walk into our bedroom; a new fairy tale to create. New chapters being written of you and me.