Showing posts with label prose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prose. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Music

by Ritzy Ritzhaupt

Music
Reaches the brain
Sad or happy
Blues, Country, Rock
Chamber or Opera

Feeds the feelings
Creates a refuge
For the soul to heal
The heart to become whole
The body to mend
The stride to lighten

A safe haven
Where emotions evolve
Lips smile
Happiness grows
Caring becomes sharing

 Copyright 2016 
All rights reserved
  


Friday, January 22, 2016

The Newness Sparkles with Delight

by Ritzy Ritzhaupt

The newness sparkles with delight
How can I tell you, you are everything?
In a way you will believe. 

What must I do to earn your respect?
My feelings glow with the wonder
Of the riches of grandeur you share 

The sparkle of caring
Beyond words or charm
The wonderment saturates my being
Touching my inner most thoughts 

A look from you sends my 
Soul soaring to the stars
You give me love beyond the moon 

Stardust floats between us
Connecting us in every way
Making life a blessing
A heartfelt romp of feelings
A joy to behold for evermore

These words came to me in a moment, in a rush that demanded to be shared. I met another Thomas tonight. Share with your wife Thomas. Blessings to all!

Yes, this is a great part of Ed and I. 

by Ritzy Ritzhaupt 
Copyright 2016 all rights reserved 


Monday, January 5, 2015

Tears of Disbelief (c) January 5, 2015



Tears of Disbelief
by Ritzy Rithaupt

Tears, tears, so many tears
How can this be?

When only happiness is wanted
The blissful stuff that makes
The light shine from your eyes
As you laugh and giggle, filled with joy

The pain comes strong stomping on your heart
Bouncing up and down within your chest
Screaming for release, for something to alter
To bring back the happy times

The change greets you daily
The loss beats you more than any other experience
By any living thing

The empty chair you tried to cover
Using heaps of clothing, books, papers and boxes
Alas, it is still a huge empty chair
Glaring back strangely at the loss of being happy

The gentle one that filled that chair with human emotions:
Love, caring, desire, friendship, sharing and
Always being there for you is now
Gone, gone, gone, gone

The finality overwhelms ones soul, as though
Being smacked by a friends hand across the face
The sting of their fingers makes bright red marks
Setting the stage for the emptiness

Abandoned once again, the path has narrowed
Allowing only one to create happiness out of darkness
The task is harrowing beyond one’s belief

The desire to be strong is weakening
The desire to falter is overwhelming

Strength comes from within the marrow
Pushing one down the path of life
Resisting and kicking
The passing of time at
The loss of a dearly beloved

copyrighted January 5, 2015 All Rights Reserved


Thursday, August 2, 2012

BEING A LEO



Lion… me
The roar turns to tears
The tears turn to sobs
Hard hitting are the fears
Strangling the sobs to roars
Awesome are all upon reaching my ears
Do I hear, do I hear
So telling are the fears

****
Feelings
I am calm
I am patient
I will sit and I will wait
When the time is right
I shall roar once again.

by Ritzy Ritzhaupt   Copyright 2012 All Rights Reserved

After viewing a picture of a Lion these words demanded to be placed on a page.