Day whatever

Time was once

Let us just

For the moment

Assume

We are all here

On the same page

I know that’s

A tall order

But for shits and

Giggles

Let’s assume

We are here for them

For their well being

Time was once

When we had a love ‘

That was true

Now we have loves

That are truer than that

Let us come in peace,

And go in comfort

Knowing

We did the best’

For the kids

Chris  McQueeney 


Had a wonderful sleep over with the children and spent all day with them. That is my goal. To make that the norm rather than something infrequent...baby steps. God I love those two...they make me want to be a better humanbeing today

The color

No longer

Yellow was the color

Of his soul

Colorless external existence

Going through his days

Trudging

Walking from one thing

Running from another

Always running

Yellow was the color of his

Soul

Red was the color

He saw

But he couldn’t do a

Thing about it

Running from one thing

Crashing into another

Till one day the sidewalk ended

This was the

Last house at the end

Of the street

Fighting every urge

He knocked

Yellow

Was

Had been

No longer

The color of his soul

Chris McQueeney   10/2/14

dads time

Shard

I found a piece of my soul today

I picked it up then put it down

And started to walk away

I stopped before I went too far

I walked back to my soul shard

Picked it back up and wondered

Why I had set it down in the first place

Shiny and jagged it laid on my hand

I found a piece of my soul today

It sheared off the day you went away

Where it has been all this time

Waiting for me to be whole enough

I found a piece of my soul today

It’s been missing since you went away

Thought about it for a moment

Put it back down and Ran away

Chris McQueeney    10/9/14

Day eighteen or twenty or something like that

dying vegetation

Flowers are nice

In this hour of inequity

Anything that will

Edge the scale in my favor

I need that subtle edge

As the light strikes her curves

And I left thinking

How could I get here

From there

Two corners a left

Then a right

Around a bend

Standing so beautiful

I’m left with a handful

Of dying vegetation

And a wistful expression

Chris McQueeney    10/6/14

I love this new computer. I am getting a lot of writing in and listening to a lot of music...and it makes the time go by faster. Today I am going to spend about an hour going through some of my poetry for publication,. Without the computer that would be impossible because there are no hard copy versions............ 

we only have one

gnash at the bit

The world is a wild place

She’s all done up

On for the race

Wild is the way to go

When you are being led

By the chin

Wouldn’t you lose hope

Would it come back for a

Fleeting moment

Only to be crushed again

Over and over again

By those you love the most

It is ok to have hope

But what do you do

When hope has died

You go wild

And gnash at the bit

Trying for but a moment

To regain that feeling of freedom

Chris McQueeney    10/6/14

Good morning! I have Pantera blaring in my ears and coffee in my cup.How the hell are you? I only have five min and I have to get going so this will be short...Chat at you later...........