Are any of you waiting, yearning, hoping, trying to pass it off as a fleeting thought? Do you lay at night, hugging your pillow? Do tears ignore you and continue to fall? Are you glad when morning arrives and the hustle and bustle of another routine day…
Are any of you waiting, yearning, hoping, trying to pass it off as a fleeting thought? Do you lay at night, hugging your pillow? Do tears ignore you and continue to fall? Are you glad when morning arrives and the hustle and bustle of another routine day arrive?
Do you ever feel like you are too old? That life has left a void in your heart? Or maybe you had prior chances and blew it, so this is the price you pay for tomorrows?
What is love
But a cozy feeling
A tender kiss
A wink from him
A smile from her
Mores codes
Body signals
Reading each
Others eyes
Falling in bed
At night
Knowing the
Other pillow
Is occupied
An arm over
Your arm, heat
Keeping you warm
A text saying
I love you
And thinking
I was with you
I don’t pray about it like I used to. I do carry with me a hope that my time is not up. That I can find my Adam, and you can find your Eve. God sees no time, no weeks nor months. We must never give up entirely for what our hearts desire.
We were not meant to live alone, but yet we adjust. No one sees the emptiness deep inside our souls. We are able to laugh and express our thoughts, but we keep this one door locked, only opening it to the one who looks into our eyes.
As we pass each
Other on the street
Arms brush against
Each other, hairs
Stand on edge
Electricity sparks
Between us
And I feel
What you feel
That we are
Falling in love.
Terry Shepherd
05/27/2013
Something Happened
It was 4:45 am and I was sleeping sound. I awoke with my eyes wide open. It was still dark and I…
It was 4:45 am and I was sleeping sound. I awoke with my eyes wide open. It was still dark 
and I was getting ready to turn the light on to see what time it was. When I moved my hand off the extra pillow I felt something.
It didn’t startle me like a crawling bug. It felt like jewelry.
A little over five years ago I wore this gold cross necklace during the year that I took care of my Dad. A few months after his burial I retired the necklace and have not looked at it since.
I felt whatever it was and put it in my fingers. Turning the light on I looked at what had been placed on my pillow and there was the cross.
I was not dreaming any of this. I was truly awake as I knew what time it was. I had changed the sheets yesterday. I had also used this extra pillow to prop my head up to watch TV last night.
I always lay the extra pillow right beside my pillow I actually use for sleeping. So there was no way in this world that the cross necklace could have been there. But yet, there it was. I kept it in my hand and took it with me to use the lady’s room.
I was just trying to figure out what was going on during my sleep when I felt a tug at my heart. It was saying, put it on, just put it on.
So I put it on and then without thinking I looked up at the ceiling and said out loud, I am ready Lord. I am ready for whatever it is that you want me to be ready for.
I went back to bed and sat up for a few minutes. Then I shut the lights off and went back to sleep.I felt really calm and was not even anxious. Sleep came easily. When I woke up this morning and looked in the mirror, the necklace was still around my neck.
I thought of my Dad and went back in time. I won’t take this off for a while.
Lord almighty
You have mysterious
Ways that you
Work and I will
Not even pretend
To understand
Your ways.
For whatever
Reason you or
A guardian angel
Placed this object
For me to see
And wear
I know without
A doubt you are
Here with me
Always and
By my side
Through my
Walk on this
Journey called
My life.
Terry Shepherd
05/03/2013
Today is Al, my brother’s birthday. Happy Birthday little Brother. I love you so much!
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Darkness (Photo credit: Roberto F.)
She sat there on the edge of her bed. Watching the late night news, not realizing that someone else was watching the news also. She slipped off her nightie and reached over on to the night stand to get her lotion, that she put on her body each night before climbing into bed. He watched her also. Creeping a little bit closer, softly, quietly, not wanting her to know he was so near. She started with her arms and moved down to her legs, lifting one up at a time, massaging the lotion in. He was close enough that he could smell the odor and his mouth began to water. He moved a little closer to get into position. She finished with her lotion and got up, startling him, and forcing him to move back a few feet. He had been here before, a couple of times, just checking out the place, finding all the good hiding spots. Right now he was centered in one of his darkest, shadowed areas. Near enough to make a move, but not perfect enough for her not to see him. He had left on prior trips, that he had visited, because he was not hungry enough nor did he have the energy to do anything about it. He had a busy day. Gathering food, locating a new home location. He had just moved into the neighborhood. He had come this way, down this quiet street, several times, noticing that many of his friends had been steadily moving into the area. There didn’t seem to be too many children living around here, and the adults that lived here were older and didn’t move too quickly. He was quite sure, that he would be quite comfortable here and could have a long, healthy life. She sat on the edge of her bed again, and turned off the television. She laid down and covered herself up with her blankets, fluffing and rearranging her pillow so that it was the perfect fit for her head. She clapped her hands together, and the ceiling and dresser lights went off. Darkness was all around. The breezes blowing the curtains at her bedroom window, casting shadows on the walls. He moved over to the window, and laid very close to the window sill, taking in the night-time smells. He then went to the opposite side of her bed, and softly, ever so gently, climbed up the side of her bedspread. He was looking at her. Her eyes were closed, and the smell of her body, was making him excited as she began to settle down for the night, moving less and less. He moved a little closer. He could almost feel the breath coming from her nostrils as she laid breathing. He moved up a little closer, reaching out and gently caressing her hair. Slowly scanning her head, and then moving on to her pillow. He laid there for a while, he knew he had time. Watching her ever so closely, waiting to make his move, she suddenly threw her arm over him as she turned her body over to the other side. It startled him and he made a hissing sound as he was forced to put himself into a new position. Once again he moved at the edges of her hair, feeling the prickles of each hair touching his skin. He was getting a little agitated with her movements. He wanted her to lay still. Not moving, making it easier to complete the task he had come here to do. He waited patiently, watching for movements to be stilled. He was patient once again, knowing that this would all pay off and the prize would be his in the end. After some time had passed, breathing was very shallow, he knew the timing was now. He was moving around her, positioning himself, about two inches from her neck. He got himself pumped up and was ready to make his move, when the lights suddenly became alive with light. He quickly moved away, moving above her head and quickly getting off the bed. He crawled on his belly, staying close to the bedspread, so as not to be seen. He moved to the corner and sticking his head out just enough to see what has happening. A man was standing there.He heard a sound coming from her body, some mumbling, that only the man seemed to understand. The man sat on the edge of the bed, and started to undress. This was not going to be a good night after all. He had to escape without being seen. His timing had been off, as he never expected another person to show up. He was going to have to get out of here NOW, and come back another night. He backed up, so as not to be seen, and the snake wiggled his way under the bed, and out of the bedroom door, and made it to the same opening he had come in through. He would save this for a new night.
Who I am 