Posts tagged ‘emotions’

Hearts United – Chapter 11

by: Rebecca Taylor

Sienna’s heart felt torn. She loved Todd Brody, but having never met him had no idea if it would ever happen. She had been on a real date with Ben Bates and liked him. She had a chance to have a future with him, but was it being unfaithful to Todd? Technically not, she supposed, as they had no actual ties to each other, only the amazing love that she held in her heart from her dreams. Todd already had a daughter and she had no idea where he lived. Ben was in her town and easily accessible. She had a physical shot of being with him. She wondered if it was love that she craved and that was why she had so enjoyed her evening with Ben. The night after her date was dreamless, but she kept waking up. She and Ben were much closer in age than she and Todd. They also had a better chance of having a traditional relationship. She wished that she could find Todd. She hoped that by meeting him, she would know the truth about what they could perhaps be. She felt like she had exhausted all her avenues when it came to searching for him. Sienna hoped that he would contact her. She had too much information about him to believe that he was just a fantasy of hers. If she had just been seeking love, she didn’t think she would have dreamed up a man who was twenty years her senior. Nothing made sense anymore and she had no idea where to turn. She did know though that she had to keep living her life. Somewhere out there, there had to be the answers to her life and she just had to keep searching for them. A chilling thought ran through her – what if Todd wasn’t alive anymore – what if he were an angel sent to help her find love. The thought was too frightening and sad to think about. She said a silent prayer for Todd and for answers. She wished his name wasn’t so popular so that she could find information online. His being in the military didn’t help her search. She wondered how much a private detective cost, perhaps it was what she needed to settle things. If anyone could find Todd, it would be a professional. However, her savings weren’t very large, so she decided to hold out on that avenue for a while. She would see Ben again, and see where that led. She wouldn’t give up on Todd but she also wouldn’t give up on herself. Ben was a nice guy and by getting to know him, she would be able to find out if her feelings for him were real.

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Garden of Emotions

**Previously published by Long Story Short in April 2015**

by: Rebecca Taylor

Bright colours align the garden path

I look at the marigolds – so yellow and orange

Their delicate faces look like they’re smiling at me

Then I see the forget-me-nots – mostly blue

They remind me to tell the people I love how I feel

Next I visit the multi-coloured tulips

Their blooms open and welcoming ask me to stay a while

In the back are the towering sunflowers

Their height a reminder to stand tall against the elements of life

Now I see the roses – a multitude of hews living together

A message that I need harmony every day

The apple blossoms are gorgeous up in their tree

Their scent delightful and I take a moment to enjoy

Lilac buds are opening on their bushes

I snip a few to take inside with me

To remind me of the bliss I had on my walk.

Depth of a Rainbow

by: Rebecca Taylor

Magnificent sails in the ocean breeze

hues so beautiful and varied like summer fruit.

Emotions amazing and complicated

as rough as tumultuous seas.

And amazing as a field of flowers first seen

a feast on a picnic table

bright culinary creations to enjoy.

A child’s design on the fridge

drawn with a new box of sharpened pencil crayons

amazement in each sight

if we take the time to truly see.

Mixed Emotions

by: Rebecca Taylor

A heart as mixed up as a stirred batch of chocolate chip cookies

Yet at the same time as happy as the sun smiling down

The dread of night fills the soul like a frightened animal

Something feels strange as a cat having puppies might

Life as confusing as a capsizing boat

Yet moments of clarity are visible through the rain drenching clouds

Sometimes it feels like walking in a bubble through a fog

And other times the answer is as clear as a crystal vase

Life throws mixed emotions at all like a bowling ball hurtling down a lane.

Nothing to do but enjoy the game of life.

What I Can’t Say

by: Rebecca Taylor

Previously published by Barebacklit (in 2013)

Why is it that the words I want to say most

The ones that should be so easy do not come

That I am afraid of picking up a pen or a phone and telling you

Two little words like you matter

Or maybe even, let’s have coffee

At night in my dreams it is so easy

But in the daylight, fear or common sense take over

And I agonize about what I want to say

But cannot seem to find a way

My emotions sway back and forth

And I don’t know how to bridge the gap

My heart wants to say the words

But my brain won’t let it

This is why the words I want to say

Remain unspoken.

Shutting the Door to You

written by: Rebecca Taylor in 2007

Can people care too much, can they let themselves get hurt too often by leaving themselves open to love, friendship and compassion. This is something that I have pondered about in the past days, weeks and months. I don’t know if someone can ever really care too much when it is put in the right context but losing someone that you care about because of death, loss of friendship and differing ideas can hurt tremendously. The bottom line is we don’t want to get hurt in relationships with others and the only way we could avoid this would be to shut the door to ourselves and virtually become a person devoid of feelings. However, if we could somehow turn off our feelings, what would we become? In my opinion all we would become is a shell of a person and this would be doing ourselves and those around us an injustice because caring people have so much to offer society that not caring would be a disservice. Sometimes we need to step back from a situation when we are getting in too deep and in many professions we have to mask our feelings from time to time in order to efficiently do our jobs or cope with a situation but we should never turn ourselves off completely because in the end we will end up hurting ourselves and others around us a lot more than if we allow ourselves to feel the pain caused by the situation we may be in. We have to hurt in order to heal and there is no easy way to deal with that. If we feel comfortable talking about our pain with someone close to us it can help. Often we might have to justify our pain because it is so easy to think what if I just didn’t care or get close. However, if we are able to get past the fact that we might get hurt by caring we can have wonderful relationships with other people and make wonderful memories instead of living an empty meaningless life where we do not care about others for the fear of getting hurt. We need to care about others and reach out to them and don’t think about the fact that something may happen which could cause us to get hurt. Don’t shut the door to you, open it up wide, and see how amazing your life can be. The amazement that you find will be a beginning, new and without end.

Balloons

**Based on this week’s picture prompt**

By: Rebecca Taylor

Balloons of every colour stare back from the store front windows
beckoning to everyone who walks by to come in and buy them
to use them as symbols of joy, freedom, celebrations and garage sales.

Balloons bob in the wind as you carry them home
childlike emotions fill you as you hold on tight like you were carrying a kite
a surprise for someone on their birthday or a decoration for a party
their bounciness makes you smile when you see them
and the balloons are happy because they’ve done their job.

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