Real life is can be way too cruel

This reminded me of a high school gal who graduated a year ahead of me

I wrote to her when she went to college, sort of pen pals .

she was very nice I thought at that time.

Then I went to college and we kept writing

on break during the holidays

Mom and I were coming out of a store

and I saw this gal with her mom

I said hello to her and she just walked right pass me as if she didn't know who I was

and mom and I were shocked

Then mom said

"Isn't that Lulu (not her real name) who you wrote to in high school and in college?"

I said yes

I turned around and kept calling her name

it was shocking and rude

and mom said

"and to think you took the time to write and be pen pals to be treated like that

I guess you know now she's not worth writing to. That was so rude.

I never imagine humans can be so cruel and to think someone doing that to you, Kat

I am sorry you had to go through that."

I said. "It's ok Mom, I just got a good taste of the real world."

Mom said

"Your world is much more cruel than mine ever was... she'll get what's coming to her."

I said "like what Mom?"

she said..."Karma, doesn't forget

neither does God."

I sat in the car and cried

Mom said

"The world will be cruel to the kind hearted

I am so thankful I raised one. Never changed, but be prepared to grow that thick skin

but keep your heart soft and guard your heart well."

I have developed that thick skin, and my heart  is still soft.

Yeah, real life can be way too cruel.

Keep your chin up.

I Love Your Words

I love your words because
They are your eyes I wish to see
and one day touch your soul.

I love your words because
They excite the joy in me when
I read you... I can keep you
oh so close to my heart.

I love your words your sincerity your sweet kindness, your humor warms my spirit.

I love your words You draw me to you ignite the passion in my writing You, my muse.

I love your words You speak so clearly truthfully lovingly to me.
I love your words as I long to hear them One day whisper in my ear.

I love your words Full of magic
intrigue an inviting moment
every time I am with you.

I love your words I am not in love with you,
But I love you and love your words.

Some Regrets

Some regrets

this time in my life

I just have to keep moving on.

I think of you

oh every now and then

at times of what we've could have been.

Some regrets

See your face in places we use to go

Wonder do I ever cross your mind?

Sad you see

has been my life

with all my struggles and strives.

It's just this stillness of time

thoughts of you run through my mind

Where did we go so wrong?

Memories come and go

every time I listen to the radio

playing our favorite song...singing

"Hold me, don't let me go"...

But you've gone

to someone else

and I am left 

with some, regrets.

Just So You Know (Poem)

Just So You Know
I don't care
if you come across crazy
I don't  care
If the sky is  a little hazy
I do care
that I'm drawn very much to you
Just so you know.

I don't care
if you got a third eye on your face
I don't care
how far you fell from jaded grace
I do care
to encourage you to pick yourself up
Just so you know.

Just so you know
you can hide, but for so long
I'll just keep knocking gently at your heart's door.
Just so you know.

I'll be here and I'm not going away
Please don't  you stray... from me.
I don't care
as long as I talk truth to you
I don't care
as long as I hear it from you
I do care
what we share, I'll stand by you, side by side
low ebb or high tide
Just so you know
Just so you know.

Photo Taken @ Ivy Creek Park

Kat Borges Photography 2016

Moon Girl - Blame It On The Moon (Poem)

Moon Girl
From the moment  we met
I was drawn to you
you said you were a lover
of words,too.
Like the moon
you are her spawn
cradled in her arms
abiding by her love
you cradle me in yours
rapture by your spell.

An enchantment, an elation
of mystic yet mysterious wonder
curious a child
desire to know more of one  
you gently pull me in
like a magnet
with no regret
and I'm wrapped around
this aura,this beauty
so bright, so luminous.

Your sweet arms envelop me
you don't want to let me go
but don't you know, I don't want
you to let go
I'm here to stay
yes, here to stay with you
for as long as you want me to.

You want that, you want me?
You need that, you need me?

Feelings for you
I blame it on the moon
I'm hypnotized
I realize
how much you mean
to me right now
why when how
you ask?

I can't explain this alluring intrigue
for I just want you
yes you, even more.
More today
than yesterday
and more of you
tomorrow.
If it's way too soon,
just blame it on the moon.

Oh my head keeps spinning
tilted off my axis, it's magical.
Full rotation over you
Don't make me wait
another 27 days
till you come around again.
For I want to go
and be with you
right now.
So if it's way too soon,
just blame it on the moon. 

Gently, Tell me (written 2007)

There is an ache in my heart
where it once fluttered
there are tears
distorting the vision of your face
there is a coldness, a frostbite that won’t heal
where deep emotions existed and surrounded me with warmth.

Yet,
there is a distance between us that could benefit us both
benefit by way of healing, for solitude is a great re-juvenator
to our individualism.

Yet,
I am lost without words
I wait patiently
for my silence alone is not enough to sustain
the deep absence I have of you in my heart
where my spirit still hopes and yearns.

Yet,
I only wish you to heal in hopes that you recognize
how much you mean to me and if you wanted to see me
it can be done only if you are interested
for this will not work one sided
it will take both our effort to evolve
from this intrigue for each other, very slowly,
for I have not felt such joy ring and shake me so greatly.

Now,
I feel almost lost searching for your letters
in an empty mailbox or rereading the notes we so freely
passed between us, I don’t want that to end.
I only wish you well and I cannot and have not lied
of how I have felt about you.

So please,
if you are not in the least bit
interested in me romantically
be so kind to gently tell me,
this way I can stop being a fool
swept away with this aura of love
this beautiful intrigue
and be left alone to cry and tug my heart
to stop playing that sweet, sweet song
that has moved me so.

Personally,
it will take me
a long time to recover
from something so close to love
that I sincerely doubt if I can ever
pen up a feeling similar to this again.