Wednesday, October 28, 2015

A Good Nurse



A good nurse quietly checks on you while you're sleeping.
A good nurse holds your hand and lets you know
you are going to get you through it. 
A good nurse offers to tuck you in your blankets.
A good nurse sees you are tired
and will help you with tasks like brushing your hair.
A good nurse lets you feel cared for, 

Not every nurse is a good nurse,
so I appreciate the ones who are 
because a good nurse is a
 blessing from God. 


Olivia McGuire




Sunday, October 4, 2015

Over You

I want to be inspired.
 I love to be admired.
But honestly I'm tired.
 Oh don't you know I tried.
 I hate the way you lied.
 Here's to tears I cried.

And I died a thousand times
over you. 


Olivia McGuire

Saturday, October 3, 2015

His Eyes



I do not care if my love to be
has blue eyes, green eyes, or dark eyes.

All I want is to be able to see
 the sea in them.


Olivia McGuire




Friday, October 2, 2015

Our Apartment


Sometimes when the rain doesn't cease 
I visit our high rise apartment through reverie 

It is beautiful there.
Our Arcadia doors provide us visions
of blue Arizona skies and desert mountains.
Sometimes in the morning
I make French toast
and serve us on the terrace. 

In the evenings we are often wrapped in each other's 
embrace on our white couch
or we're warm in bed with my feet
touching your legs

I am sick with lupus
but we are young and beautiful,
still full of hope,
and our love feels like it will never run out,
that no argument or trial could ever destroy us. 

I look around at our lovely things,
 the heavenly view
and at our lovely little life
and left incredulous
that this place is no longer ours
--that this life is no longer ours.

So I can only visit it with the one key I have left,
my heart
and there you are forever-beautiful
and happily waiting to see me.




Olivia McGuire


Magic World



I live in a magic world
a world of make believe
in my magic world
you will never leave

we live in a house
by the blue green sea
I'll stay pretty and healthy
you'll never tire of me 

we have two kids 
one surfs
the other plays guitar
we both anticipate
they'll be superstars 

we hardly ever fuss
we hardly ever fight
and when we're feeling hot
we tell the kids goodnight

I wish this world was true
and not inside my head
so I go to bed without you
and swallow pills instead


Olivia McGuire