Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, August 22, 2026

For the Rest of My Life.

 I can't stop the feeling, 

no goodbye from my lips, 

the heartache that I'm feeling

has had an everlasting grip.


When days are filled with sorrow

like the rain that keeps falling down, 

I can't help but hold the memories 

that anchor me to the ground. 


There is a lot to be grateful for

yet I still sense the heavy blue, 

as you left a void in me 

that somehow within me grew. 


Life is filled with challenges

and I watched many come and go, 

but nothing touched as deeply 

as the thorn of a rose.


The screams are all in silence,

as no one else can hear, 

as I try to soothe the ache 

that nothing has spared. 


I couldn't ever do it, 

no matter how I tried, 

no goodbye from my lips

as I would certainly die.


It might be only memories

or the dreams at night, 

as I keep you here in my heart

for the rest of my life. 




Wednesday, August 12, 2026

Lifetime

 When reality sets in and

 emotions come to terms,

I understand the story is

but one side in review.


Each visual that surfaces

and memory that comes into play

takes on a different meaning

in the most unusual way.


Maybe it was selfish 

or survival to get thru the day,

Interpretation of the chapters 

adding sunshine where once rain.


One thing is most certain, 

that choices never fade, 

compounded over a lifetime 

the consequences are always the 

same. 


When the conclusion is written

and all that was is all that is, 

all the steps within this journey

become memories that slowly dim.


Friday, August 07, 2026

It's Those Little Things

 It's those little things, 

like sweet memories, 

that gets me thru the day

and make the sadness fade.


It's those little things 

like holding on to dreams, 

that gives me hope 

so that I can cope. 


It's those little things

that time brings, 

reminders of the day 

when sunshine reigned.


It's those little things

you said to me, 

that bring a smile 

from across the miles.


It's those little things

like words that bring,

a story of love 

in the stars above.


It's those little things

that have me holden on

the first sign of light

that comes from early dawn. 


It's those little things

like birds in a tree,

singing their morning song

that makes me feel strong.


It's those little things 

I am ever grateful for, 

all that friendship brings

that makes the heart sing.


It's those little things

that I look back on, 

knowing the right has

erased the wrong.


It's those little things

in the end they bring, 

a feel of simple joy 

and forever peace.


It's those little things

that only you bring

that unite us as one

in our forever love. 






Tuesday, August 04, 2026

Life

 I looked to the heavens

at the cloudless sky blue,

and somehow, I drifted 

directly to you.


Like a whisper 

only I can hear, 

as a reminder of the short

time we had to share. 


All that I have is 

here in my heart,

like a dream that

brings you from afar.


I laughed and I giggled

and I kept it all inside, 

as if time was playing

games with my mind. 


I reached on out to 

take a hold of your hand, 

and a pinch of the moment

woke me from dream land. 


The night is moving on in 

as my thoughts of you begin to spin,

laying my head on the pillow tonight

as I count my blessings in this, 

we call life.