Author: FJ Vera

Writes first drafts into the internet void. Spelling, grammar errors all my own. I try to post a few times a month.

A Mother’s Pain

FJ Vera

There sits a picture

Upon a simple glass table

Between a pale chair

And open door

A boy smiles at me

Only two front teeth

Chocolate mouth

Onyx eyes

His innocence does not hide

Nor is it feigned

With time comes the tide

Of changes brought by a heart pained

— by eyes opened and sins made —

Knowledge brings despair

His hopes fade

Now that life is a nightmare

I tried to bring the sun to him

I tried to make him bright again

His star was dim

But I believed

The light would be found

Am I deceived?

Are nights still long?

Is hope still far?

Is death still near?

How you’ve grown is all a blur

Yet, still, I ache for the boy you were

We Danced

FJ Vera

When you left

The air was not yet crisp

Trees still wore crowns of green

And birds did still sing

Days were bright and endless

Nights were full of light

Consuming us in its glory

And untold stories

We loved

Yet danced around the words

Afraid of illusions

Afraid of reality

Now you’re gone

And the air burns

Trees are bare

And silence roars

Days are dim and quick

And nights cover loneliness

I loved

Yet never told

You, my soul

Chance and Choice

FJ Vera

It’s better this way

– apart –

Two souls thrown together by chance

Kept divided by choice

I can’t keep you

You will never know

How I struggle

As I let you go

The gentleness of your eyes fades in the distance

I forget so much

Yet you stay

You consumed me

You owned me

– and for that –

We could never be

In my little corner

FJ Vera

rests the little puppy whose tail was cut wrong

and died

rests the unsettled debts I etched on folding

closet doors

moves the winding blue car I once stole in my purse

moves the same eyes that painted a

departing wheelchair

This corner,

welcome

stranger.