Writing prompt: Don't let go

Don't let go of how you criticize

everything I do. 

For once, I have thought less. 

Don't let go of pretending 

to care so equally because 

the realization of falsehood

is too much for one. 

Don't let go of trying to control me. 

Don't let go of me. 

I still need someone

to hold me. 

Drink

They left with barely a goodbye

and you are too intoxicated

to realize that

loneliness isn't cured

by strangers sitting 

at your table 

but by that warm feeling 

resting inside your chest. 

That is what will tuck

you into sleep tonight. 

Sea Salt

I have this shell up to my ear

and I can hear the ocean roar

but the magic of sea salt,

whether swimming around my ankles

or in deep dark chocolate,

is not here. 

I'm holding this shell up to my ear

and I hear your voice 

making a promise to return my call

but the magic of confidence,

whether rippling around my shortcomings

or through my misgivings

is not here. 

You

are not here. 

Mixed Emotions

Before I could be angry

that you had invaded my coffee shop 

I wiped espresso off my lips

and fluffed my hair

as if you ever cared

about my hair. 

Oh Hey, Blogspot

I promise, I had not forgotten about this blog. I guess we just needed some time apart. I have needed time away from a lot of things and people and I have more clarity now than I have in a long time, maybe ever. 

I really want to get back on track with blogging. I would also like to invest more time in promoting this blog and gaining readership. I have at times viewed writing as a pastime, but I am realizing that it is a continuous activity in my life and I may as well do something with it. 

Keep a lookout for more regular postings. And don't even remind me how many times I have said that before.