Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Shattered Not Broken

As you pick up the pieces
The reflections of yourself
Show through
The scars you carry
Not of flesh
Your soul, ripped to pieces
Bleeding your emotions
Within the spirit of you
Living, as life goes on
The love for your children
You watch as they grow
Leaving home
Some to never show
The work, muscles and nerves
Living on the edge
You just find that extra wedge
And push on
Some shattered
But never broken
The reflections back
Some may be
Are memories to erase
Your mate, love of your life
Never to hurt you
To always walk, by your side
Can leave the deepest scars
Unfaithfulness, bitterness
And loss
Tearing your emotions
Never breaking you
But shattering you
Into little pieces
Laying on the ground
Break me you can't
My spirit says no
I put myself together
I walk tall
The scars never show
A hand is on my heart
I feel is so
My spirit carries me
This I know
It might seem not
But its true
Shattered not broken
With reflections of me
Through you..........

Michael VanDyke C 2020

An Old Erie House

Tammy and I were walking, just outside of town. It was an overcast day, the sun barely peeking through the clouds.
We could see rain coming, it looked like a distant shadow of grey.
We remembered, there was an old house a few hundred feet down the road, we knew it was time to take cover.
As we walked closer to the old house, we noticed it was getting bigger and bigger, I didn't realize the house was that big.
It was a huge three story home, windows everywhere, some of the windows were broke, shuttered hanging off their hinges.
The roof looked solid, which meant no leaks inside.
As we approached the house, we seen a nice porch with steps made of wood, leading up to the porch, also made of wood. It was a nice porch, big, also room enough for many chairs, even a swing bench with chains hanging from it's roof line.
The paint was missing, just grey boards and nails.
The main door was very unusual, it was a double door, windows stained with the fancy door knobs of brass.
The porch squeaked as we walked towards the door. I grabbed one of the door knobs, gave it a twist, the door opens, with cobwebs hanging on the top of the door, swinging out with the door, as if, not to fall.
Just than we heard the rain coming down, hard and heavy! We made it just in time.
Tammy and I walked inside, it was dark and gloomy, but dry.
Most of you know I like old houses and buildings, so we started to snoop around a bit.
The living room, which we were in, was huge! Furniture was here and there.
We thought it odd, no coverings were over any of the chairs or couch.
Dishes were on the dining table also.
I could see the kitchen from the area I was standing, so I walked over to it. It was nice, an old set up, as you thought it would be. An old cook stove, wood cooler and table.
What stuck me odd was that, as I looked around I could see canned goods in the cupboard, plates on the table, silverware also.
Tammy and I looked at each other, Tammy say's "Do you think someone still lives here"?
I was wondering the same thing too!
Lets walk up the stairs and see if their is anything strange up there. Tammy was sticking very close to me by than!
There was barely any light in the house, with many shadows dancing off the walls!
All the sudden, I felt a presence of something or someone looking at me! I whispered to Tammy, she felt it too!
We glanced over towards an opened door, there it was, a mirror, dirty but reflective. Our images standing in it.
So we kept walking, starting to feel comfortable and relaxed.
Tammy and I decided to split up and check out the other rooms on the floor, than to meet back by the stairs.
As I opened the first door to a bedroom, I could see it was very dark and hadn't been used in a very long time. So I shut the door and walked over to the other room.
I could see a hall closet, a few clothes hanging in it, with odds and ends on the shelf.
I could hear Tammy opening and closing doors too.
I came to the last door on the floor, grabbed the handle to open it and all of the sudden, I felt a touch!
I looked around, thinking it was Tammy!
I looked down the hallway, only to see her going up the second flight of stairs, to the third floor.
So I though maybe its just an old cobweb or spider. I grabbed the door knob, swung the door opening and this shadow runs across the room, to dive under the bed!
I just stood there froze in my tracks! It wasn't a four legged shadow either, it only had two legs!
I looked over towards the bed and it had blankets on it, they were drawn down, as you see, when your getting ready to go to bed.
That was enough for me! I wasn't brave enough to have another look, so I shut the door and headed down the hallway, looking for the stairs Tammy took.
I found the stairs, I started running up the stairs, to grab Tammy, so we could get out of this house!
I made it to the third floor, turned to see where Tammy was, than I see three shadows walk into a room!
This was getting to creepy for me, so I was about to yell for Tammy, when I hear this blood curling scream!
The hair on the back of my neck and arms were standing straight up!
One of the doors swung open and..............................



Michael Vandyke C@ 2018




Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Than It Happened...

I heard the music blaring. As I looked up, a car was driving into the complex, full of guys I never seen before.
Windows were down, I could hear them talking and laughing. As they came to a stop a few houses down, the doors came open and I heard a beer can drop and roll to the curb. The smell of cigarette smoke filled the air.
Tough looking crew, I thought to myself, as I looked away. Than I heard a voice from one of the guys, "Did you bring the pistols"?
Just than I heard the trunk pop open, I looked over to see two guys reaching in and pulling rifles out, loading them up as they walked towards the house!
Than a loud "SNAP" as the door was kicked in! I couldn't believe what I was seeing!
A few minutes after they walked in ,I heard arguments, than gun fire, a flash of light through the windows!
Than all the sudden, it happened........



Michael Vandyke C@ 1018
 

Monday, February 19, 2018

The Room Beyond...

As the key enters the slot
To open the door
I hear the click, as the key turns
Left or right
The hinges are old and worn
They squeak, as the swing of the door
What's on the other side
As we know, there is more
I see the darkness
The smell of stale air
Objects sitting in the shadows
The dirty windows
Casting of some light
The silhouettes dancing on the walls
Does this room hold the answers
We all want to know
Or, maybe an escape, from it all
Why was it locked
What were we not to see
I hear the creaking of the floor
As I walked into the darkness
Shadows playing games
Than I see it
Standing straight and tall
An old grey sheet
Covering most of it all
The reflections of the eyes
Glaring towards my direction
Backwards I go
As the door shuts behind me
The key locking it
As it was before
What's on the other side
I don't want to know...........


 



Michael Vandyke C@ 2018

The Eyes See.....

Coming from the throne
I see the damnation of earth
The corruption, death and lies
I see people doing as they want
Not as they should
I see the blood of wars
No peace on earth
Unnecessary killings
Human kindness
Is of rarity
Poverty, sickness
Haters hating more
Trust one trust two
Trust nobody
This from the eyes
Of the throne........


Michael Vandyke  @C 2018

PTSD

A SOLDIER WITH PTSD FELL IN A HOLE and couldn’t get out.
A Senior NCO went by and the Soldier with PTSD called out for help. The Senior NCO yelled at, told him... to suck it up dig deep & drive on, then threw him a shovel. But the Soldier with PTSD could not suck it up and drive on so he dug the hole deeper.
A Senior Officer went by and the Soldier with PTSD called out for help. The Senior Officer told him to use the tools your Senior NCO has given you then threw him a bucket. But the Soldier with PTSD was using the tools his Senior NCO gave him so he dug the hole deeper and filled the bucket.
A psychiatrist walked by. The Soldier with PTSD said, “Help! I can’t get out!” The psychiatrist gave him some drugs and said, “Take this. It will relieve the pain.” The Soldier with PTSD said thanks, but when the pills ran out, he was still in the hole.
A well-known psychologist rode by and heard the Soldier with PTSD cries for help. He stopped and asked, ” How did you get there? Were you born there? Did your parents put you there? Tell me about yourself, it will alleviate your sense of loneliness.” So the Soldier with PTSD talked with him for an hour, then the psychologist had to leave, but he said he’d be back next week. The Soldier with PTSD thanked him, but he was still in the hole.
A priest came by. The Soldier with PTSD called for help. The priest gave him a Bible and said, “I’ll say a prayer for you.” He got down on his knees and prayed for the Soldier with PTSD, then he left. The Soldier with PTSD was very grateful, he read the Bible, but he was still stuck in the hole.
A recovering Soldier with PTSD happened to be passing by. The Soldier with PTSD cried out, “Hey, help me. I’m stuck in this hole!” Right away the recovering Soldier with PTSD jumped down in the hole with him. The Soldier with PTSD said, “What are you doing? Now we’re both stuck here!!” But the recovering Soldier with PTSD said, “Calm down. It’s okay. I’ve been here before. I know how to get out.
~Author Unknown

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

My Tammy

Speak those tender words
As they leave your lips
Sweet little love
Song in your ear
The voice you say
Is the voice I hear
My love for you
Its ever so clear
Stirring with emotion
When I feel your touch
I love you Dear
Ever so much............

Michael Vandyke C@ 2018