Amanda Lukas

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...And when she would smile
and tell me that it was okay to cry,
I'd cry in her arms and know I was loved.

Daddy never knew me.
He never took the time.
Never came to birthday parties.
Never recited a nursery rhyme.

I see his sleeping eyes in the moonlight.
He is beauty in his sleep.
I know he'll awaken and hate me;
I've gotten in too deep.

I sometimes wish we'd never met
and life was whole without you,
but then I catch myself
thinking of those succulent kisses

He holds me while I cry
and flashes gentle loving glances
as he looks into teary brown eyes.
He explains them as 'beautiful'

A desperate heart,
tattered and torn and forgotten.
Stomped and grinded into
concrete of her life.

You say you love me and you believe it.
I say you don't even know who I am.
You're in love with the image of me
that you created.

Don't speak.
Your face says too many words.
Don't give me that forced smile.
I've seen your attempts to look warm before.

You can have your memories.
I'll put them in a shoebox for your disposal.
Keep them with you,
and do as you please with them

My list of things to do
just seems to keep growing longer.
Keep your office clean,
make Bill's coffee stronger

If I could make you happy,
Then I would gladly stay.
If I could bring you a smile so huge
As on children when they play.

A life not worth living, you say?
An unbelievable toll!
Talents not worth using
must mean songs not worth singing,

I haven't forgotten
that look in your eyes,
the way you cocked your head to the side when you laughed.
I can't let go of

I sing for you, my angels.
You are the clouds on which I fly.

I am stronger because you've made me this way.
I've learned to laugh, to love.
Learned to endure hardships,
strive to achieve excellence.

I ate my lunch in the park again today,
as it is becoming my usual routine.
I'm finally allowing myself to sit in silence
and brave being alone with my thoughts.

It was the middle of winter,
the middle of the night.
We were sitting in a diner together,
engaged in small talk.

I used to write you messages in the sand, Mother.
I knew they'd be erased
with the night's rising waters,
but I always took comfort

I must confess that this is my first time
seeing the leaves change in fall.
I laid on my back
under a rather large tree today,

No candy hearts or roses, please.
I don't want teddy bears.
I don't want dinner at the Palm.
No movie tickets,

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...And when she would smile
and tell me that it was okay to cry,
I'd cry in her arms and know I was loved.

... And when she let my friends come over
to paint our shoes with her expensive acrylic paints,
we'd laugh together and my friends never wanted to leave.

... And when she'd sing, I'd tell her not to,
not knowing that music was
one of the only things that could brighten her day.

... And when I dream about her,
I know she's still with me,
singing me through my nights
and brightening my days.

Patricia, you are admired.

Amanda Lukas Comments

Daniel Tyler 29 January 2006

May I echo Sean's sentiment. Your style is sincere and very impressive.

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Seán O' Muiriosa 04 January 2006

From reading your work, it's clear to see you're a wonderfully talented poet. You really do show true emotion and passion in your work which is great to read, and with the dawning of this new year things can only get better. I believe they will. Best of luck in 2006 with poetry and everything else...

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