Comb-over

It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see. - Thoreau

they say that you can't go home again

but i did

a million times

probably will a million more

everything seems smaller

'cept my bald spot

plus i'm a lot taller

nothing changes but the scenery

covered with memories of old growth, thirsty new shoots and other fledgling greenery

the hedges that i used to jump over are still there

along with a lot less hair

the music in my head is the same

along with the insecurities, unacceptance and shame

too bad they don't make bigger brooms to sweep things under the carpet

or sell ointment for the spirit at the supermarket

too bad they don't make rogaine for your soul

for those lonely nights

when your days are receding

and closure is needing

when you're left feeling the unforgiveness and cold

when you're wandering back, rockin'-out and old

Author's Note

"Rescue the drowning and tie your shoestrings." - Thoreau

Reviews

[lightsong]

it's the first time I read something from You and I hear it so personal, your sad tune, your tears, your hurting heart... no matter what, appearance is something, the inner is something else, and no matter what, your inner beauty will shine on your face in a way or another, too bad if some people can't see it, and too bad when You don't feel like changing keeping your essence genuine as it is while people keep on changing (in the negative way I mean), dear Pete, maybe they will keep telling You that You won't reach home, or that You are wrong, or that You are not beautiful, or that You are not talent... etc... they may keep going on like that, hurting You with words and leaving You with bitter memories, but first know, only the special one who is under that kind of spotlight, and second, who will fix their stubborn minds and unkind hearts? their poor souls? You know that human beings like You do this? when You spread kindness and love, that's your true answers for them, of course it's completely your right to be weak sometimes, feel hurt, cry and release, after all we are human beings and surely you are a sensitive one.

I hope I didn't go far, but it's your words that touched me in that way. Bless You my fine friend and never forget the great poet You truly are~

[Pete]

you've gotten to the heart of the matter in a way that touches me deeply and makes me think. you've taken a not-so great reality and flipped it 'round to a undeniable, positive truth (the acceptance and forgiveness of being the only things that can set us free). masks are not easy to wear - they have a habit of blinding us despite occaionally falling down and revealing what is really there. time to leave it be, stop going there and move on perhaps? i really appreciate the deep thoughts, insight and hopeful vision. only a heart made of the same fiber could understand intricately as such. thank you lightsong ... :)

[lightsong]

dearest Pete, I have three key words for You,

"forgive but not forget"

I know that You are intelligent enough to understand these words without me saying anything farther, if someone hurt You and then came so later on speaking about that, well EXCUSE ME YOU DID HURT ME! I forgave You but I didn't forget, I forgave You because I am bigger than You, and because I will keep walking, but I didn't forget, simply so I remember the lesson and don't allow You to hurt me again, someone somewhere said ( a memory without emotions is wisdom) and that's the target, but if we are speaking about forgiving ourselves, that would be the difficult one and need another separated chapter :)

just knock anytime You need dear Pete, I am here all ears, BTW did I say three words I believe they were four :)