Sensitive Kind of Girl

“You gotta know she’s a sensitive kind”

She carries roses
With gloved hands
To protect from the thorns

She listens to music
With her eyes closed
So she can feel every note

She hikes to the top
Of mountain peaks
Because the view inspires her

She cries while
Watching Lifetime originals
Though she thinks they’re cheesy

She may look tough
But, she’s a sensitive kind of girl

She reads too much
Into sarcastic comments she’s told
Even though she’s sarcastic too

She carries a pen and paper
To write down those thoughts
She’s too timid to speak

She sleeps in fleece pajamas
Because she prefers comfort
To fashion and style

She keeps the night light on
After watching a scary movie
To keep away the monsters

She may act so tough
But, she’s a sensitive kind of girl

© 2018 Sarah Ritter. All Rights Reserved.

This was written in response to the #Novembernotes challenge: Day# 14: Sensitive Kind by John Mayall

In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies, and Dipendra Tamang

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Blinded By You

”Don’t need this like I used to
Cause I feel blinded by you”

How did you do it? How did you get me to ignore all the warning signs? Throw caution to the wind? What is it you did, which made me believe that somehow, you were a better person than you actually were? I remember… you sitting there, with hopeful eyes, asking me to be yours, telling me that you could not continue on unless we were together. Little did I know, that I would be unable to carry on, once I made the promise to be with you. You promised me so, so many things. But I didn’t want anything from you. Except you. And the ability to be myself. You told me you loved me for who I was… But you didn’t really… Did you? There was so much hope and love in your eyes. How was I so easily fooled? How was I so gullible? You lured me with those doe-eyed, charming looks and that melodious voice. How could I have been so manipulated? How I could have been so blinded? But I have seen the error in my ways. I learned quite quickly, how weak you were. How the pupils of those eyes hold so, so many lies and excuses. And eventually, you crumbled under the weight of all your deceit. But I grew stronger, with each lie that you told me. And don’t’ you worry, I…well I, will never ever let anyone fool me again.

© 2018 Sarah Ritter. All Rights Reserved.

This was written in response to the #Novembernotes challenge: Day# 13: Blinded by Emmit Fenn

In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies, and Dipendra Tamang

Dancing in the Rain

It’s a dreary day of rain and cloudy skies
I’m content to sit inside with my blues
But outside I see her splashing in puddles
Giggling as her glistening body moves
She calls out to me, you should join me
While I dance in the pouring rain
Then maybe you could understand
The pure joy of dissolving your pain
But instead, you hold yourself hostage
Trapped in the cocoon of your anger
Maybe if you faced the open sky
You could escape the present danger
She suggests to me, come outside
Dance with me in the pouring rain
Forget about all your troubles
Let go of all that drives you insane
The dancing will shake off your worries
The raindrops will flood out your tears
Embrace the cool moisture on your skin
Forget about all your pesky fears
In response I say to her, but I am not you
I can’t love the rain the way you do
But watching you dance like this
I can’t help but fall in love with you
So she smiles and she replies
It’s not me who you are in love with
You are in love with the way I’m living
The way you truly desire to live
I can’t take my eyes away from her
She looks so happy and beautiful
Her hands cascade as she sways her hips
The inspiring scene is wonderful
I feel like I can see inside her soul
I blush from all that she reveals to me
Because when I look at her I see
One who is as free as I yearn to be

© 2018 Sarah Ritter. All Rights Reserved.

This was written in response to the #Novembernotes challenge: Day# 12: No Rain by Blind Melon
In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies, and Dipendra Tamang

Love Where Will You Lead?

I once imagined my life
A certain way
Confident that somehow
Love
Would lead the way
With no idea how
I was going to get there
While wondering if
I somehow was too late

And then I met you

A life unfolded that even I
Had never imagined

Outsiders are always curious
And must know all the answers
To questions we didn’t even care to answer
When? Where? How?

We ignore their constant questions
We create our own timeline

Who made up the rules anyways?

It does not matter to me
The when, the where, the how
So long as I’m with my love

We follow our hearts
And our intuitions

Every once in awhile
I stop to take in the moment
Then smile
At all that we share
All that we have accomplished

As I wonder what our lives together
Will look like in the future
I have faith in our decisions
In our love
And our journey

And so I ask you, my love
Hand in hand
“Love where will you lead?”

© 2018 Sarah Ritter. All Rights Reserved.

This was written in response to the #Novembernotes challenge: Day# 11: Catch The Wind by High Highs
In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies, and Dipendra Tamang

Satin Sheets

She spends the nights wrapped up
In cool satin sheets
With a home of her own
Her life feels complete

She thanks her lucky stars
As she gazes out the window
She takes in the view
Illuminated by the moon’s glow

It’s these nights of solitude
She has come to treasure
Caressed by the smooth fabric
Tickled with simple pleasure

A lazy smile draws across her face
As she drifts off to sleep
Finally living her dreams
She no longer counts sheep

 

© 2018 Sarah Ritter. All Rights Reserved.

This was written in response to the #Novembernotes challenge: Day# 10: Nights In White Satin (Single Version)
by The Moody Blues

In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies, and Dipendra Tamang

Courage of a Nurse

It’s another night the sky is ablaze
From flames that devour the forests
It’s another night our hearts are ablaze
As bullets pierce the lives of friends

Wildfires ferociously burn her town
Violent shootings attack her neighbors
The hospital she works for
Is flooded with so many victims
Yet on this horrific day
It’s another day in the life of a nurse
She’s surrounded by the hurt and injured
Offering comfort to teary-eyed family members
Mourning with her coworkers
Who have lost their homes or their children
All this nurse wants to do is get home to her own
But the highway is closed
There are still so many who need her help
So she rubs her sleepy eyes
Drinks another cup of caffeine
And keeps working
When finally alone for a moment
To shake out the mental images
Of all she has seen
The nurse bows her head
And whispers a silent prayer
Save us, lend me the courage of stars

© 2018 Sarah Ritter. All Rights Reserved.

In honor of the nurses working at Thousand Oaks Hospital In California, after the tragic shootings and wildfires that occurred on 11/8/18

This was written in response to the #Novembernotes challenge: Day# 9: Lend Me The Courage Of Stars by Lights & Motion

In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies, and Dipendra Tamang

Heart of Gold

You may be a diamond in the rough
Or a precious gem
While each offers their own special qualities
I’d rather keep searching for someone
Who has a heart of gold

© 2018 Sarah Ritter. All Rights Reserved.

This was written in response to the #Novembernotes challenge: Day# 7: Heart of Gold by Neil Young

In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies, and Dipendra Tamang