Falling apart together


*Most of my posts are about life and my thoughts, opinions and ideas, however, every once in a while I feel the urge to write so strong and am always amazed at how it comes out in different forms… this is one of those poems I tend to churn out when I have those moments. I hope you enjoy it. FB aka Lady Mao

Sometimes it feels like you’re falling apart.

So many things, so many false starts.

The deal you thought would surely come true.

The friend you thought you truly knew.

The wish you made upon that star.

The following day a scratch on your car.

Broken promises told yet again.

Then the rare find of an old, lost friend.

Suddenly life seems to be look up.

You find yourself drinking from a silver cup.

Yet you are weary from life, not sure what’s true.

Trusting seems to be hard for you.

Your outlook on life seems so cheery,

Yet deep inside you feel bleak and bleary.

You put on a smile, don’t wear that frown.

Think positive thoughts, don’t stop to look down.

Keep moving along faster than snail pace.

You might actually get through this life race.

You find hope in the most unlikely places.

You may even find hope in the spaces.

Places you never looked at before, become a haven for treasures galore.

Hope in fellow man seems likely once more, for once it seems there isn’t a war.

At least on this avenue through your passing of life.

Hold on, stay up, don’t give into strife.

Maybe I’ll see you while you’re passing though.

You’ll know then it’s not only you.

We all fall apart but can come back together.

Though this mortal coil may be light as a feather.

Please never give up, don’t forget who you are.

A beautiful human who wishes on stars.

Wishin’ on my kinda stars


Surrounded by the dark I smile.

Night has fallen and I am currently alone waiting for the meteor shower to begin.

I can’t help but recall a night oh so many years ago when my friend and I woke up around 2:00 AM to watch the meteors in her yard.

Wrapped up in sleeping bags and all available blankets, we set up camp in her front yard.

Everyone thought we were a bit nuts, no one disputes that, but I know that we laughed, talked and watched the meteors for what seemed like hours.

The only thing better would be to be laying on the beach or in the grass at Hoppe Valley PA.

Places close to my soul.

But here in the country I also feel like I am “home”.

I love the quiet and the darkness.

I love just hearing the animals of the night and seeing the Milky Way.

The cicadas and crickets are like a lullaby.

I close my eyes and drift away as I wait.

Suddenly I see a streak in the sky.

It has begun.

The Perseid meteor shower is giving a spectacular showing.

I know they aren’t stars, but I always make a wish!

 

 

When you wish upon a star

Makes no difference who you are

Anything you heart desires

Will come to you

If your heart is in your dreams

No request is too extreme

When you wish upon a star

As dreamers do

Fate is kind

She brings to those to love

The sweet fulfillment of

Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue

Fate steps in and sees you through

When you wish upon a star

Your dreams come true

*written by Leigh Harline & Ned Washington for Walt Disney’s 1939 adaptation of Pinocchio