Tag: love

Starry, Starry Night

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Non Fiction, Short StoriesLeave a comment

Driving down country roads. Rocks and rubber singing in harmony. Rows of brown corn flash by and disappear behind us. You tune the radio and the melodies form images in our brains. We’re ready to Drift Away on the Midnight Train to Georgia. Your Killing Me Softly with your closeness. I whisper Give Me a Little Love, you sing Dream On. Later, lying on the hood, the warmth from the engine against our backs we stare at the stars in the sky as they dance to the rhythm of Diamond Girl. The radio croons Let’s Get it On.

Second Best

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming7 Comments

Woman, when it came to loving me

You know I was always second best

But can you tell me why you had to

Always leave my heart in such a mess

You kept me hidden in your darkness

Placed me on your shelf with all the rest

Until you needed a heart to break

Then you would tell me you loved me best

You would show me off to all your friends

Fill me up with all your hopes and lies

Seems you got your kicks from hurting me

Just like pulling the wings off of flies

I’ve tried so hard to stand up to you

Oh, How I have prayed to God above

To please reach into this heart of mine

And carry away all of my love

Still I hope someday you’ll settle down

And find the love you’ve always suppressed

Then you might ask for my company

And know I was never second best

Transitions

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Free Verse, Poetry4 Comments

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Ah yes there’s the rub; life’s small transitions

A birth to youth, youth to age, age to death

Much too quickly my brothers and sisters

Have passed through their veil of reality

And now join the orchestra of rapture

Too quickly I follow their lanterns glow

Sing to me a song, my Angels of grief

I can’t remember my life from before

Carefree and chasing the forever more

Maybe there are some things that can be left unsaid. But, I love you, is not it.

On By Jerry BrothertonIn flash, Short Stories20 Comments

When I was young my parents told me that I would wish I had this time to live again. I have to say that I thought they were a bit senile. Who in their right mind would want to live with no TV, cell phone or Facebook? Who wants to fish in clean water, breathe unpolluted air, or play in the middle of the street without harm? Who needs to sleep through a silent night or wake early to play in dew covered grass? Who needs simplicity, friends …family? Why would I long to hug my father, to kiss my mother’s brow, to tell my brothers and sisters I love them.

“Not me,” said the ignorance of youth.

 

Regrets

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Free Verse, Poetry25 Comments

I am so sorry mother

I was consumed by my youth

Maybe I did not love you

Quite as much as you deserved

My life devoured my thoughts

Tomorrow was far away

I didn’t understand how much

I would miss not seeing you