Why So Serious?

Wars of attrition
Hatred, suspicion
Your demons winning
Souls crave sinning
Oh the humanity
Steeped in insanity
Evil infiltrated
Righteous mitigated
Immorality incurred
Our lines are blurred
Unraveled, decrying
Smile, you are dying



Inspired by Heath Ledger’s Joker from ‘The Dark Knight’



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Back in April, I shared a poem titled “Eternity“. It’s actually still one of my top 10 posts of all time. My husband wrote it for me years ago. That piece was actually part of a set of 2 poems. “Forever” and “Eternity” both still hang on my bedroom wall to this day.


For the last 4 years of my life I have been truly blessed. I never imagined the amount of happiness that could be bestowed upon me.

Over time our love has grown into something out of a fairy tale. We are inseparable, the victims of unconditional love.

Riches and wealth could be bestowed upon us and it wouldn’t make any difference. Our love is so strong that nothing can affect it. We just need each other and our family to make our lives and love complete.

Every passing day I feel like our bond is growing even stronger… more intense. We were placed on this Earth for each other. It is not a coincidence that we met. Our destiny was predetermined and it was fate that brought you into my life.

Volumes have been written and spoken about love but none share the intense feeling that I get when I lay eyes on you. That electricity is too strong to portray on paper or to vocalize. The current runs strong and will never fade.

Everything that I do is for you. I live for you. Every thought that runs through my head has something about you in it. The way you look at me makes my heart melt… it makes my head woozy with love. Your touch is exhilarating… electric. I long for that feeling.

Remember this year as the best year of your life. The birth of our son… the continuing maturation of our older children… the love that we share… no one on this Earth has a better or more fulfilling life than we do. The best part is that it has really only begun. We are infants in this wonderful relationship. Carrie, I love you now and forever.


It’s been a while since Brian has written poetry for me. Give this a like or leave a comment to encourage him to do it more often. 😉


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Bound to You

You found me roaming perdition.
Don’t ever send me back.
Know that you complete me.
What you have, I lack.
You liberated my heart.
Are you a hero or an angel?
Alive by cause of your love.
For which I am so grateful.
Until time ends I’ll stand true.
You honor me with devotion.
Know allegiance like never gauged.
What you need, that I become.
You will want for nothing.
Would you lay down your life for me?
Die for us? I’d not blink twice,
For I have found my destiny.


This poem was just one that was published in “Emily Sturgill’s Help Wanted: Poets please apply” anthology earlier this year. Read this and many more brilliant pieces by downloading your copy HERE. It’s FREE today! Emily’s collection covers a myriad of topics and includes 19 different poets, all from the WordPress community.


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Never Forget

No one blinked. No one
Exhaled. We stood motionless
Viewing the aftermath coverage of flight
Eleven’s impact on 1 WTC. The eerie
Reticence was fleeting. We watched
Flight one-seventy-five strike 2 WTC in dismay.
Our collective gasps and audible screams
Ripped into the office silence. The
Grim crisis had only just begun. I realized
Evil had breached our walls. It was then, for the first
Time in my life, that I came to know true fear.

I will never forget how that felt.
I will never forget the events of that day.
I will never forget the rescuers’ fearless response.
I will never forget the heroes that defend our land.


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Tangled Web

What fallacy, pray tell, have you spun for me today?
A prevaricated tale conceived in truth,
Tangled with a lie? Can you see through your own
Web of flagrant deception anymore?
We shudder at what you’ve become. You
Weave and sew, fabricate and entwine.
When your lips move, the fable begins,
First with the pretense of fact. Soon,
We are snarled in your labyrinth of lies. You
Practice dishonesty like it’s your religion.
To believe that you are more than a maligner is to
Deceive even the fabulist that is you.






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