Vincent Lowry's Blog, page 10

To all the wonderful mothers on Goodreads, happy Mother's Day!

I hope your day is filled with joy and love.

-Vince

I will be here
Even if you ask me to go
To run
To find another
And live anew in the Sun's embrace.
This is my place
In this leg of our journey together,
Where our beats create a unified rhythm
For our soaring spirits.
I desire none other.
I have a thousand blessings
Upon the foundation we forged
With countless memories.
Know that you are mine.
That I am eternally yours.
And that love did indeed conquer all.

What comes next for us, my dear?
Can you see it?


(c) 2012 by Vincent Lowry

"In relationships, there is no such thing as a perfect man or woman. But it is true you can find a perfectly intolerable one."

-VL

It was late afternoon,
The sun highlighting the tree tops,
The wind beginning to usher evening's chill.

I sat next my five-year-old boy
And forked at my stuffed bell peppers
While he spooned his noodle soup.

Picture a wine glass
Half red,
Beside a cut rose in a vase.

Now shift your eyes and behold
The orange shavings of six loquats,
The peels piled in sticky layers.

If I could paint and show a friend
A slice of this April weekend,
This would be my subject.

I'd start with the disposed loquat seeds
Resting in my bowl,
Huddled together as if glued as one unit.

I'd then move to the pomegranate tree
Where spring sprinkled its magic
And summoned a brilliant crimson bloom.

The last touches on my canvas
Would have to be my boy
And his small hand on mine.

Just father and son
At a backyard dinner,
Where simplicity silenced a world.


(c) 2012 by Vincent Lowry

"Follow the dreams of others and you will receive a paycheck. Follow your own dreams and you will never check your pay."

-VL

Only one thing supersedes the importance of thinking about a better tomorrow. It's taking action today.

-VL

Director of Financial Planning and Analysis
That was your title
The one you worked so hard to achieve

You earned a higher education
And passed all the exams
That stood in your path

But it wasn’t just work
Or school
That made you into the person we cared about

It was your honesty
Your dedication
Your commitment to help others

You stood for worthy causes
Spoke your mind when necessary
And never sought the limelight

It pains me to admit
I didn’t notice your
Office was dark this morning

I should have known something was wrong
When you didn’t stop by
To borrow the three hole puncher on my desk

You were in your mid-forties
And had heart problems
But you were fit and otherwise healthy

In truth I still cannot believe
Your roommate found you on the floor
Yesterday

That warm heart you had
Somehow gave out
And left a hole in its wake

You were a coworker
A friend
And most of all, a compassionate spirit

Goodbye Andrew

We will miss our Director

Blossoms spill onto the sidewalk
In waves of lavender, crimson,
Emerald, and gold

A transformed curb
Invites the eye and imagination
To behold sprouting beauty

And yet it cannot be said
This paradise on a street so ordinary
Is completely controlled

For the resident in this corner house
Somehow guides nature’s wild growth
To coexist with an aesthetic plan

Too often it’s the opposite:
Landscaping that forces vines and shoots
Into awkward shapes and bland patterns

True beauty is captured at this intersection,
Where the sun’s rays find a home
And a flower pot sways on a wire beneath a street sign


(c) by Vincent Lowry

You surprised your dad when
You remembered my day this morning,
When wiping sleep
From your eyes

And after stretching into
Your Popeye shirt and gray
Sweatpants you even
Recalled my two gifts

The first—a piece
Of candy, an exception
To my sweet-fast
During Lent

The second—a wrapped
Present you handmade
The night before,
Two quarters bundled in TJ stickers

You then asked what you
Could use to make my
Card and how you could
Create an envelope

When I dropped you
Off at preschool,
I had no idea that I’d be
Given yet another surprise

For I was only expecting
One card when I saw you again,
And what I received were
Three you had created

They said I love you

And I love you, my son


(C) 2012 by Vincent Lowry

I'm please to announce the publication of my book, Dreams Reign Supreme. It's a collection of short stories and poetry that I've written over the past 5 years.

I think readers will enjoy the wide variety of tales and prose that I've included within it.

Here is the link and cover:

Dreams Reign Supreme