Sensual satin touches
Intertwined ribbons of desire
Lightly surrounding my passion
Kissing my lover's lips
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Deferring
If I believe will he arrive
And bring with him the love I need?
Deferring hopes to sleep and dreams
Reminds me life gives no reprieve
And bring with him the love I need?
Deferring hopes to sleep and dreams
Reminds me life gives no reprieve
Deferring
If I believe will he arrive
And bring with him the love I need?
Deferring hopes to sleep and dreams
Reminds me life gives no reprieve
And bring with him the love I need?
Deferring hopes to sleep and dreams
Reminds me life gives no reprieve
Thirst
How long will lovers have to wait
And should they sit upon some bench?
While life decides to fill the heart
Despite the thirst it cannot quench
And should they sit upon some bench?
While life decides to fill the heart
Despite the thirst it cannot quench
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Equilateral Triangles
These triangles
though all sides are equal
and their angles are the same
Have dangerous, sharp pointed edges
and were never my favorite shape
Against Impossibilty
I am
a single browning leaf
traveling upward
against impossibility
to reach the branch
from where I fell
or perhaps was plucked
too early from safety
one late summer evening
Will I arrive home?
It's too soon to tell
a single browning leaf
traveling upward
against impossibility
to reach the branch
from where I fell
or perhaps was plucked
too early from safety
one late summer evening
Will I arrive home?
It's too soon to tell
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Distant Door
The softness in your touch
meant forever in your eyes
our togetherness now immortal
in separate lives
All we needed was more time
maybe two days or more
but for now I cringe and cry
behind a distant door
meant forever in your eyes
our togetherness now immortal
in separate lives
All we needed was more time
maybe two days or more
but for now I cringe and cry
behind a distant door
Summer Love
Jump forward, feet first
penetrate smooth, blue waters
Empty rope swinging
Where memories stay
and childhood remains free
you will find my smile
High above the trees
near your fumbling fingers
the wind seals our kiss
Summer love will always end
in the hands of fall
penetrate smooth, blue waters
Empty rope swinging
Where memories stay
and childhood remains free
you will find my smile
High above the trees
near your fumbling fingers
the wind seals our kiss
Summer love will always end
in the hands of fall
Friday, May 25, 2007
Anchor
Too prepared for the tumultuous storm
I will proceed into the dark blue sea
Aware of the inevitable harm
Fighting against impossibility
Holding tightly to the ship's spinning wheel
Steady balance challenging nature's wrath
Cold, icy rain blindfolds me to conceal
The safe way to shore, the easier path
Finding the anchor though rusty in hand
I toss it into the waters below
Settling deeply into murky sand
I huddle watching the night's harsh winds blow
Another potentially fatal storm
Will find me near death, trembling and worn
I will proceed into the dark blue sea
Aware of the inevitable harm
Fighting against impossibility
Holding tightly to the ship's spinning wheel
Steady balance challenging nature's wrath
Cold, icy rain blindfolds me to conceal
The safe way to shore, the easier path
Finding the anchor though rusty in hand
I toss it into the waters below
Settling deeply into murky sand
I huddle watching the night's harsh winds blow
Another potentially fatal storm
Will find me near death, trembling and worn
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Replaced
I was yours
the irreplaceable button
on your favorite shirt
you said
When I went missing
you finally replaced me
with a plastic circle
a stand-in snap
and cheaper thread
the irreplaceable button
on your favorite shirt
you said
When I went missing
you finally replaced me
with a plastic circle
a stand-in snap
and cheaper thread
For Amanda
A simple squeeze
upon your shoulder
in the middle of the chaos
Just a reminder
to put your soul at ease
upon your shoulder
in the middle of the chaos
Just a reminder
to put your soul at ease
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Kick to the Groin
Today felt like
an intentional kick
to the emotional groin
only higher
Blindsided again
though you expected it
my eyes began to water
my heart quickly folded
doubled over in pain
You simply pointed out
the obvious bloodstain
left by the shoe
of your number one fan
an intentional kick
to the emotional groin
only higher
Blindsided again
though you expected it
my eyes began to water
my heart quickly folded
doubled over in pain
You simply pointed out
the obvious bloodstain
left by the shoe
of your number one fan
Acoustic
Life without you is an acoustic piece
A single guitar plays a solo song
One voice serenading to find release
Without the harmony to right the wrong
The poetry hidden inside a tune
Becomes lost -- forgotten too easily
A starless night with only half her moon
I long for the music to rescue me
The singer plays his emotional pleas
But his passionate soul can't escape him
Words are drowned out by missing melodies
As I wait impatiently for the end
A guitar and a voice must keep us strong
Until the notes played turn from tune to song
A single guitar plays a solo song
One voice serenading to find release
Without the harmony to right the wrong
The poetry hidden inside a tune
Becomes lost -- forgotten too easily
A starless night with only half her moon
I long for the music to rescue me
The singer plays his emotional pleas
But his passionate soul can't escape him
Words are drowned out by missing melodies
As I wait impatiently for the end
A guitar and a voice must keep us strong
Until the notes played turn from tune to song
To My Muse
Oh, how I wish you could feel
the freedom of the words
flowing in unison with my tears
My thoughts become your lips
speaking the blessing
of inspiration to my hands
creating the very life
inside of the poem I breathe to you
There is no poetry in my soul
without you,
no thought worth warming
without you
There is no passion in the spoken dream
without the soul and heart
found in the inspiration of you
the freedom of the words
flowing in unison with my tears
My thoughts become your lips
speaking the blessing
of inspiration to my hands
creating the very life
inside of the poem I breathe to you
There is no poetry in my soul
without you,
no thought worth warming
without you
There is no passion in the spoken dream
without the soul and heart
found in the inspiration of you
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
Missing Joy
I stopped the music
for one moment
to drop down with a sigh
on my hands and knees
to crawl around
and look for the missing joy
My head hit the hard center -
the foot of the mirror
and in its reflection
a little girl
hurting, pouting
lower lip trembling
a tear brimming over
like a boiling pot
with too much water
or a child's wavering
determination not to cry
over her missing toy
for one moment
to drop down with a sigh
on my hands and knees
to crawl around
and look for the missing joy
My head hit the hard center -
the foot of the mirror
and in its reflection
a little girl
hurting, pouting
lower lip trembling
a tear brimming over
like a boiling pot
with too much water
or a child's wavering
determination not to cry
over her missing toy
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Backwards
How do you finally
reach the place
where tears and rain
no longer fall
softly with
the graceful pause
that once lingered
long enough
to rest upon
your comforting arm
around my shoulders
when my heart was heavy
and my hope was dim
Somehow
We've arrived there again
reach the place
where tears and rain
no longer fall
softly with
the graceful pause
that once lingered
long enough
to rest upon
your comforting arm
around my shoulders
when my heart was heavy
and my hope was dim
Somehow
We've arrived there again
Novice
Teach me the last lesson
the one about being empty
I want my heart to master
the art of feeling nothing
Help me to let go
of the dream I once held so precious
of family, warmth and security
a little's girl's treasures
and how beautiful life
was supposed to be...
People must wonder
why my thoughts are so sad
They just don't comprehend
and neither do you
You are the best life
I never had
the one about being empty
I want my heart to master
the art of feeling nothing
Help me to let go
of the dream I once held so precious
of family, warmth and security
a little's girl's treasures
and how beautiful life
was supposed to be...
People must wonder
why my thoughts are so sad
They just don't comprehend
and neither do you
You are the best life
I never had
Clowns
I've always been frightened
of all types of clowns
Despite their perfectly painted
obvious, overattempted smiles
We all know they play the fool
and are really dying inside
with invisible frowns
I'm such a clown.
of all types of clowns
Despite their perfectly painted
obvious, overattempted smiles
We all know they play the fool
and are really dying inside
with invisible frowns
I'm such a clown.
Passion -- less
You want passion
I gave you passion
Too real to be ignored
But now I realize
You're leaving me behind
Because you want less passion
than before
I gave you passion
Too real to be ignored
But now I realize
You're leaving me behind
Because you want less passion
than before
Writer's Block
Crumpled up sympathy
Tired blue eyes out of ink
Metaphors for my misery
When we are out of synch
Tired blue eyes out of ink
Metaphors for my misery
When we are out of synch
Solitude
Isolation
Desolate, lonely
Secluding, confusing, abandoning
A longing for companionship
Solitude
Desolate, lonely
Secluding, confusing, abandoning
A longing for companionship
Solitude
Restraint
Peaceful pain
Inside of you
A second key
To my thoughts and dreams
Melted down into a lock
And so you thought…
Confusing answers
Given to me
An invisible barrier
To your heart and mind
Encouraging the walls
And though I waited…
Silent solution
Bottled up, sent to your sea
Disappearing in your ocean
Only to drown
And so I thought…
Restraint was never a variable
Inside of you
A second key
To my thoughts and dreams
Melted down into a lock
And so you thought…
Confusing answers
Given to me
An invisible barrier
To your heart and mind
Encouraging the walls
And though I waited…
Silent solution
Bottled up, sent to your sea
Disappearing in your ocean
Only to drown
And so I thought…
Restraint was never a variable
Dove's Song
Upon this lonely night
I sit nestled like the dove
quietly crooning for love
or some other hope
And you knew giving into fate
to clip your own wings
despite the strong desire to sing to me
it was your only chance to fly away
My lonesome, longing song
echoing throughout your years
could never follow you home
And plucked from passion
an empty rain, a faith in dreams no more
found within the sighs of your silence
were my painful, hidden tears
I sit nestled like the dove
quietly crooning for love
or some other hope
And you knew giving into fate
to clip your own wings
despite the strong desire to sing to me
it was your only chance to fly away
My lonesome, longing song
echoing throughout your years
could never follow you home
And plucked from passion
an empty rain, a faith in dreams no more
found within the sighs of your silence
were my painful, hidden tears
Remembering Home
I erased the pain for one moment tonight
Remember your smile when you entered the room?
I envisioned your skin pressed against mine
Underneath that brilliantly glowing moon
I closed my eyes in search of your kiss
My lips entwined in your fantasy's grasp
I anticipated hours of intimate bliss
Your silhouette appeared on that familiar path
Whispered words into trusting ears
Morning lovers wrapped in peaceful calm
Tender understanding cradling my fears
My soul inside of happiness listening to your song
Dear God bring me back to that comforting place, please!
Home where my heart rests, You are what I need
Remember your smile when you entered the room?
I envisioned your skin pressed against mine
Underneath that brilliantly glowing moon
I closed my eyes in search of your kiss
My lips entwined in your fantasy's grasp
I anticipated hours of intimate bliss
Your silhouette appeared on that familiar path
Whispered words into trusting ears
Morning lovers wrapped in peaceful calm
Tender understanding cradling my fears
My soul inside of happiness listening to your song
Dear God bring me back to that comforting place, please!
Home where my heart rests, You are what I need
Trespass
My footsteps lightly tread upon
Some place where I should never be
I feel as though I don't belong
Among these songs of reverie
My smile fading as I tread
Shaking hands replace my nerve;
Stumbling through a room I dread
I quietly read familiar words
The light turns on, I hear a voice
Quit now! Give up! Just run away!
The fear subsides, I've made my choice
Loving thoughts will make me stay
But now I have some evidence
Of where our precious time is spent
Some place where I should never be
I feel as though I don't belong
Among these songs of reverie
My smile fading as I tread
Shaking hands replace my nerve;
Stumbling through a room I dread
I quietly read familiar words
The light turns on, I hear a voice
Quit now! Give up! Just run away!
The fear subsides, I've made my choice
Loving thoughts will make me stay
But now I have some evidence
Of where our precious time is spent
Diluted
When your door is shut closed and unwelcome
at half past the years from where we used to be
in the midst of the last summer storm
Will I realize then
those dreams of you
something perfectly serene
vanished
Will I realize then
those words of love
Forgotten and unurtured
with the photograph of your youth
and evaporating questions of our future
which never seemed to translate
into verbs on time
Are now unspoken and undefined
at half past the years from where we used to be
in the midst of the last summer storm
Will I realize then
those dreams of you
something perfectly serene
vanished
Will I realize then
those words of love
Forgotten and unurtured
with the photograph of your youth
and evaporating questions of our future
which never seemed to translate
into verbs on time
Are now unspoken and undefined
Unwell
I watched him sleeping where he lay
Beneath the cool and crisp blue sheet
His fragile touch could not repeat
His eyes spoke what he would not say
The room seemed unfamilar now
Boxes and papers lined the walls
Rusted frames adorned the halls
Strange photos remained only for show
When I tried to care for him
He turned his heart away from me
I fought the tears and let him be
And watched him fall asleep again
He closed his eyes and I could tell
My love was sick, tired and unwell
Beneath the cool and crisp blue sheet
His fragile touch could not repeat
His eyes spoke what he would not say
The room seemed unfamilar now
Boxes and papers lined the walls
Rusted frames adorned the halls
Strange photos remained only for show
When I tried to care for him
He turned his heart away from me
I fought the tears and let him be
And watched him fall asleep again
He closed his eyes and I could tell
My love was sick, tired and unwell
Full Moon
I will never drink
another cup of tea
past midnight stars
as my hunger
for dancing with you
in that room
illuminates a brighter view
than future sighs alone;
I will never drink
another cup of tea
too soon
another cup of tea
past midnight stars
as my hunger
for dancing with you
in that room
illuminates a brighter view
than future sighs alone;
I will never drink
another cup of tea
too soon
9:11 AM
Straining and sniffling
annoyed at the straight piece of hair
constantly falling into her eyes
she reached up as far as the sky
or at least as high as the ceiling
On her tippy toes, arms tiring
she wondered how inspiring
these books could have been
had they been read
Had he taken the time
perhaps to sit in bed like a lover
and seduce her easily
with soothing poetry and rhyme
Distracted by the shining award
teetering towards her ground
Off-balance to avoid the fall
She slipped
but made no sound of pain
when the Glass shattered
and cut her flesh
perfectly down her arm
How conveniently eerie
it would choose her right one
protected and out of sight
and not her left
full of dare and bravado
ready for the final fight...
As the blood traveled slowly
and deep dreams drifted loudly
from some darkened room nearby
Like harm finding destiny
Her tear found a voice
Her Heart let out a sigh
Blurry eyed
She glanced out the window
and sadly watched the dog next door
Fenced in, unable to escape
Looking around her feet
the shells imprisoned in that vase -
and now finally free
She suddenly realized how fragile
Love can really be
annoyed at the straight piece of hair
constantly falling into her eyes
she reached up as far as the sky
or at least as high as the ceiling
On her tippy toes, arms tiring
she wondered how inspiring
these books could have been
had they been read
Had he taken the time
perhaps to sit in bed like a lover
and seduce her easily
with soothing poetry and rhyme
Distracted by the shining award
teetering towards her ground
Off-balance to avoid the fall
She slipped
but made no sound of pain
when the Glass shattered
and cut her flesh
perfectly down her arm
How conveniently eerie
it would choose her right one
protected and out of sight
and not her left
full of dare and bravado
ready for the final fight...
As the blood traveled slowly
and deep dreams drifted loudly
from some darkened room nearby
Like harm finding destiny
Her tear found a voice
Her Heart let out a sigh
Blurry eyed
She glanced out the window
and sadly watched the dog next door
Fenced in, unable to escape
Looking around her feet
the shells imprisoned in that vase -
and now finally free
She suddenly realized how fragile
Love can really be
Oblivion
Freshly manicured fingernails
anxiously scroll through each page
Every poem has too much meaning
questions and doubts stab at my uncertainty
Newly discovered insecurities arrive with baggage
uninvited but they plan to stay
until my heart can no longer smile
Under my gown
A quick run of the hand
reveals a slow healing scar
and I'm wondering at this moment
where you are
Then, face down on the glass
cheek pressed into a dream
I find uneasyness better to live with
than oblivion
anxiously scroll through each page
Every poem has too much meaning
questions and doubts stab at my uncertainty
Newly discovered insecurities arrive with baggage
uninvited but they plan to stay
until my heart can no longer smile
Under my gown
A quick run of the hand
reveals a slow healing scar
and I'm wondering at this moment
where you are
Then, face down on the glass
cheek pressed into a dream
I find uneasyness better to live with
than oblivion
Tuesday
Outside
It's grey, overcast, very still.
While pulling a few stray stubborn weeds
from the thirsting, dry garden
she notices a cool morning breeze
Such a rare visitor
she observes out loud
to no one but the tree
which stands patient and quiet
while the wind teases and fondles
its upcoming autumn leaves
Then, memories come slipping in
like a slow, infinite breath of clean air
Rushing her with thoughts of him
kissing her, holding her, loving her
A wet greeting falls upon her skin
teardrops for her thirsty soul
Because...
she pauses to remind herself
It's not going to rain today
It's grey, overcast, very still.
While pulling a few stray stubborn weeds
from the thirsting, dry garden
she notices a cool morning breeze
Such a rare visitor
she observes out loud
to no one but the tree
which stands patient and quiet
while the wind teases and fondles
its upcoming autumn leaves
Then, memories come slipping in
like a slow, infinite breath of clean air
Rushing her with thoughts of him
kissing her, holding her, loving her
A wet greeting falls upon her skin
teardrops for her thirsty soul
Because...
she pauses to remind herself
It's not going to rain today
Five Contemplations
My eyes slowly lower upon a page
I feel the futility within my own sadness
And once again I am filled with such rage
To witness the turmoil creating this madness
Further I crawl into a hole of despair
A page filled with us no longer one to my own
No boundaries or lines drawn now I'm forced to share
A heart meant for me, the other half of my soul
Dates are not numbers to quick title a thought
Unreasonable algebra is failed logic to me
Calendars now mark those important days lost
With soft spoken words and calm reverie
Hand to my head with tears in my eyes
Leave it for now it's impossible living!
Sleepless again categorizing each fear
Fool that it would change after constant forgiving
Changes in one bring changes in two
Invisible words become more silent with pain
The storm in its irony takes rain from my view
When I desperately need him to stay
**********************************
My eyes slowly lower upon a page
I feel the futility within my own sadness
And once again I am filled with such rage
To witness the turmoil creating this madness
Further I crawl into a hole of despair
A page filled with us no longer one to my own
No boundaries or lines drawn now I'm forced to share
A heart meant for me, the other half of my soul
Dates are not numbers to quick title a thought
Unreasonable algebra is failed logic to me
Calendars now mark those important days lost
With soft spoken words and calm reverie
Fool that it would change after constant forgiving
Leave it for now it's impossible living
I feel the futility within my own sadness
And once again I am filled with such rage
To witness the turmoil creating this madness
Further I crawl into a hole of despair
A page filled with us no longer one to my own
No boundaries or lines drawn now I'm forced to share
A heart meant for me, the other half of my soul
Dates are not numbers to quick title a thought
Unreasonable algebra is failed logic to me
Calendars now mark those important days lost
With soft spoken words and calm reverie
Hand to my head with tears in my eyes
Leave it for now it's impossible living!
Sleepless again categorizing each fear
Fool that it would change after constant forgiving
Changes in one bring changes in two
Invisible words become more silent with pain
The storm in its irony takes rain from my view
When I desperately need him to stay
**********************************
My eyes slowly lower upon a page
I feel the futility within my own sadness
And once again I am filled with such rage
To witness the turmoil creating this madness
Further I crawl into a hole of despair
A page filled with us no longer one to my own
No boundaries or lines drawn now I'm forced to share
A heart meant for me, the other half of my soul
Dates are not numbers to quick title a thought
Unreasonable algebra is failed logic to me
Calendars now mark those important days lost
With soft spoken words and calm reverie
Fool that it would change after constant forgiving
Leave it for now it's impossible living
Patient Pain
Your silence weakens my patient pain
In crowds of years I remain unknown
With one last laugh at lover's faith
I create the shore to walk alone
On your way to the mountain's end
Stepping on my hands for stones
You dared to lose a dearest friend
Who paused to replace the rocks you'd thrown
A beautiful view from those moving clouds
But still too far to try to claim
I stay behind to break the vows
With one last sigh for lover's blame
Search for my body left near the sea
My soul rests beneath where I'm finally free
In crowds of years I remain unknown
With one last laugh at lover's faith
I create the shore to walk alone
On your way to the mountain's end
Stepping on my hands for stones
You dared to lose a dearest friend
Who paused to replace the rocks you'd thrown
A beautiful view from those moving clouds
But still too far to try to claim
I stay behind to break the vows
With one last sigh for lover's blame
Search for my body left near the sea
My soul rests beneath where I'm finally free
Distracted by the Southwestern Sun
The southwestern sun never sets
it merely rests for a moment
while the heated night air
mourns a moonless sky
The same billowy white clouds
that comfort me in daylight
turn dark and foreboding
and feel much like my empty sighs
In the corner,
a chair, a book and a tree
and boxes of childhood
smile a sweet memory
But my mind still travels
to a place much further
and reminds my heart
there is something there
more important to you than me
it merely rests for a moment
while the heated night air
mourns a moonless sky
The same billowy white clouds
that comfort me in daylight
turn dark and foreboding
and feel much like my empty sighs
In the corner,
a chair, a book and a tree
and boxes of childhood
smile a sweet memory
But my mind still travels
to a place much further
and reminds my heart
there is something there
more important to you than me
Unexplained Melody
I heard her sad song in the night
with voice angelic, soothing calm
It woke me from my dreams afright
An eerie silence, then she was gone
Four days and months she came and went
The mirror of my shielded grief
And never was my sorrow spent
She stole it like the treasure's theif
Words would not live upon her lips
One minor melody would reign
To guide me - this forgotten ship
From waves of drowning, endless pain
I called her home to stay with me
She would not leave her lonely tune
And that sorrowful, solo symphony
Eclipsed my ignorant, hopeful moon
Shivering and shaking in this chair
Awake -- I cannot bear to rest!
Cradle the infant, stroke his hair
And feel the suckling at your breast
with voice angelic, soothing calm
It woke me from my dreams afright
An eerie silence, then she was gone
Four days and months she came and went
The mirror of my shielded grief
And never was my sorrow spent
She stole it like the treasure's theif
Words would not live upon her lips
One minor melody would reign
To guide me - this forgotten ship
From waves of drowning, endless pain
I called her home to stay with me
She would not leave her lonely tune
And that sorrowful, solo symphony
Eclipsed my ignorant, hopeful moon
Shivering and shaking in this chair
Awake -- I cannot bear to rest!
Cradle the infant, stroke his hair
And feel the suckling at your breast
Umbrella
A spotted umbrella
unopened, brand new
gave shelter from storms
when held closely, for two
Now she leans, abandoned
tired, worn and used
A tattered umbrella
bears the likeness of me...
Regifted from you
unopened, brand new
gave shelter from storms
when held closely, for two
Now she leans, abandoned
tired, worn and used
A tattered umbrella
bears the likeness of me...
Regifted from you
The Artist's Masterpiece
Wanting to create a beloved masterpiece,
the artist dipped his brush
into a rainbow of brightly colored hues
Somewhat confused as he drew back his dripping pen
he frowned upon the careless black strokes
that covered the once empty page
Slowly rubbing his chin in bewilderment
he watched as the darkened puddles
formed a different kind of beauty
a tragic form of sadness
he felt deep within his own soul
Carried away with the impression
of this new muse -
some depression upon his heart
he began to outline the shapes and emotions
of his lifeless ocean, his sinking world
Not once missing the birth of greens
nor the softness in a robin's egg blue
he painted, painted, painted
stroking up
stroking down
wildly turning into a madman
composing his art without lyrics or sound
His eyes brimmed with rain drops
and his hands stirred the storm
the canvas before him
now covered in futility...
A shrouded mirror
a clouded vision
with no reflection
resembled nothing but a one sided door
the artist dipped his brush
into a rainbow of brightly colored hues
Somewhat confused as he drew back his dripping pen
he frowned upon the careless black strokes
that covered the once empty page
Slowly rubbing his chin in bewilderment
he watched as the darkened puddles
formed a different kind of beauty
a tragic form of sadness
he felt deep within his own soul
Carried away with the impression
of this new muse -
some depression upon his heart
he began to outline the shapes and emotions
of his lifeless ocean, his sinking world
Not once missing the birth of greens
nor the softness in a robin's egg blue
he painted, painted, painted
stroking up
stroking down
wildly turning into a madman
composing his art without lyrics or sound
His eyes brimmed with rain drops
and his hands stirred the storm
the canvas before him
now covered in futility...
A shrouded mirror
a clouded vision
with no reflection
resembled nothing but a one sided door
Shield
Distracting grey silence
upon dawn's whisper
Quickly fading lust,
quiet longing mystery
like the disappearing touch
of a lover's gentle hands
that have just taken leave
of the heart of his mistress
To finally return home
where he finds strange but familiar kisses
waiting for his desire;
he remains too far from being alone
Wandering sadness
near midnight's bed
Incorrigible tempting dreams,
colorfully surmised visions
like the emerging feathers born to the bird
vaining himself in everyone's mind
to believe some high importance
where he loses sight
reflections gone of the mirror and light
But a walk to the sky
sings a tear for the clouds
and slowly passes by her smile
as if to ignore the softening rain
Brushing aside her golden veil
to reveal her dampening sighs...
sheilding and protecting her love
she finds tranquility
where it should never exist
upon dawn's whisper
Quickly fading lust,
quiet longing mystery
like the disappearing touch
of a lover's gentle hands
that have just taken leave
of the heart of his mistress
To finally return home
where he finds strange but familiar kisses
waiting for his desire;
he remains too far from being alone
Wandering sadness
near midnight's bed
Incorrigible tempting dreams,
colorfully surmised visions
like the emerging feathers born to the bird
vaining himself in everyone's mind
to believe some high importance
where he loses sight
reflections gone of the mirror and light
But a walk to the sky
sings a tear for the clouds
and slowly passes by her smile
as if to ignore the softening rain
Brushing aside her golden veil
to reveal her dampening sighs...
sheilding and protecting her love
she finds tranquility
where it should never exist
Elusive Moon
She awakens to write but leaves too soon
missing the loss of her love, the elusive moon
Dreading to face another quiet day
confined to what she can't do or or say
But one tiny breath from a newly born sigh
will freeze her thoughts this summer night
And a cloud that lingers within a song she won't sing
barely hides the wounds that time will bring
missing the loss of her love, the elusive moon
Dreading to face another quiet day
confined to what she can't do or or say
But one tiny breath from a newly born sigh
will freeze her thoughts this summer night
And a cloud that lingers within a song she won't sing
barely hides the wounds that time will bring
Letter to "Sam"
This letter unsent
to you inside of my drawer
for me to secretly keep
A place to capture
my thoughts and reasons
that cause my heart to weep
I've now disengaged
myself from you
in ways you will never see
You asked me today
is it life or death --
does it really have to be?
If needing you
takes so much of your
precious little time
Then no more will
I ask of you
to share this life of mine
I know that I
can't find the strength
to walk away today
but hope remains
that someday soon
you will beg me to go away
The boys are growing
and they will know
just where you were --
not here
My smiles mask
the difficult task
of swallowing my fears
To get to the end
and look back with regret
on all that we could have been
To know that I lived
half a life without love
and never had a true friend
I tried to explain
in simple words
it has to be different and
you don't believe
that I could find it all
with some other loving man
I can and you will see
A foolish girl
to think that a movie
could touch you deep inside
it revealed the tears
I could not cry --
the hurt I have to hide
You laughed at my wish
to be one of Jane's girls
saying you found it
so very endearing
But you failed to listen
and my desire to be loved
is what you should have been hearing
"Everyone, everything
is second to you"
that's the facade
I couldn't bear
For so many years
I desperately tried
to show you I just wanted you there
Why was it so plain
for the whole world to know
and everyone else to see
Each time that I needed you
and asked you not to go
You chose them over being with me
"I have no choice?"
There is always a choice
it's a right we earned to make
But living the wrong ones
seems to be the path
you are blindly willing to take
Last night you touched my hand
and actually cried yourself,
I could have sworn your words were true
but now I see
short-lived, short loved
is all that I am to you...
So much for my dream
of growing old in someone's arms
So much for your hope of "round two."
to you inside of my drawer
for me to secretly keep
A place to capture
my thoughts and reasons
that cause my heart to weep
I've now disengaged
myself from you
in ways you will never see
You asked me today
is it life or death --
does it really have to be?
If needing you
takes so much of your
precious little time
Then no more will
I ask of you
to share this life of mine
I know that I
can't find the strength
to walk away today
but hope remains
that someday soon
you will beg me to go away
The boys are growing
and they will know
just where you were --
not here
My smiles mask
the difficult task
of swallowing my fears
To get to the end
and look back with regret
on all that we could have been
To know that I lived
half a life without love
and never had a true friend
I tried to explain
in simple words
it has to be different and
you don't believe
that I could find it all
with some other loving man
I can and you will see
A foolish girl
to think that a movie
could touch you deep inside
it revealed the tears
I could not cry --
the hurt I have to hide
You laughed at my wish
to be one of Jane's girls
saying you found it
so very endearing
But you failed to listen
and my desire to be loved
is what you should have been hearing
"Everyone, everything
is second to you"
that's the facade
I couldn't bear
For so many years
I desperately tried
to show you I just wanted you there
Why was it so plain
for the whole world to know
and everyone else to see
Each time that I needed you
and asked you not to go
You chose them over being with me
"I have no choice?"
There is always a choice
it's a right we earned to make
But living the wrong ones
seems to be the path
you are blindly willing to take
Last night you touched my hand
and actually cried yourself,
I could have sworn your words were true
but now I see
short-lived, short loved
is all that I am to you...
So much for my dream
of growing old in someone's arms
So much for your hope of "round two."
Inspired by The movie The Thing About My Folks
Dreaming Too Long
She dreamt too much to hold onto
and sank before reaching the shore
Her hope was the image
difficult now to erase
the way each finger would trace his own
when some memory of love
had them speaking more
In perfect synchronization
the slow and steady tune
remembered bodies and souls in motion
beneath the summer stars
before it ended too soon
and sank before reaching the shore
Her hope was the image
difficult now to erase
the way each finger would trace his own
when some memory of love
had them speaking more
In perfect synchronization
the slow and steady tune
remembered bodies and souls in motion
beneath the summer stars
before it ended too soon
Complacent
Cleverness and biting lips
find her waiting in the deep
Complacent to her uneasiness
from promises too long to keep
No more to wonder or ask the question
what steals her Mona Lisa smile
Blind feelings lead to fabricated whispers
and keep lovers in complete denial
find her waiting in the deep
Complacent to her uneasiness
from promises too long to keep
No more to wonder or ask the question
what steals her Mona Lisa smile
Blind feelings lead to fabricated whispers
and keep lovers in complete denial
Blank Page
The page stared blankly at her
as if she were some traitor
This suspicious instigator
of the soul's lost prose
I know she finally said aloud
admitting she was too proud
to write it all down
the dying rose...
She wouldn't illustrate
the softness of the rain
and how it disappeared that day
without the warming of the sun
No one to dry her last tear
She couldn't immortalize
the sadness she felt
upon speaking even toned
and casual tongued
Simply because in one moment
it had become too easy
to ignore the silence
and believe the fear
as if she were some traitor
This suspicious instigator
of the soul's lost prose
I know she finally said aloud
admitting she was too proud
to write it all down
the dying rose...
She wouldn't illustrate
the softness of the rain
and how it disappeared that day
without the warming of the sun
No one to dry her last tear
She couldn't immortalize
the sadness she felt
upon speaking even toned
and casual tongued
Simply because in one moment
it had become too easy
to ignore the silence
and believe the fear
Thought for Less
Words
Like soft downy feathers
too fragile to safely land
lost forever on the breeze
with a careless wave of your hand
Hope
Like a collection of clouds
lingering in the chilling air
gathering for another storm
with a thought for less...
You will never find me there
Like soft downy feathers
too fragile to safely land
lost forever on the breeze
with a careless wave of your hand
Hope
Like a collection of clouds
lingering in the chilling air
gathering for another storm
with a thought for less...
You will never find me there
Little Girl Lost
Where did you go, Little Girl
Oh, how did you drift so far away?
You have to have learned by now
Hope is shallow, fleeting and love doesn't wish to stay
Didn't you feel the tide rushing in
Why stand before waters so deep?
What made you venture out to find his heart
You knew it would be a treasure he would forbid you to
keep
Are you out there now, Little Girl
tirelessly trying in vain
I'll miss you forever my sweet, precious, lost soul
but I can feel you crying beneath the falling the rain
And the constant reflection -
the taste of your tears in my eyes
brings me silently to your sadness and pain...
I wish you would come home again
Oh, how did you drift so far away?
You have to have learned by now
Hope is shallow, fleeting and love doesn't wish to stay
Didn't you feel the tide rushing in
Why stand before waters so deep?
What made you venture out to find his heart
You knew it would be a treasure he would forbid you to
keep
Are you out there now, Little Girl
tirelessly trying in vain
I'll miss you forever my sweet, precious, lost soul
but I can feel you crying beneath the falling the rain
And the constant reflection -
the taste of your tears in my eyes
brings me silently to your sadness and pain...
I wish you would come home again
Black Wednesday
I've never unliked the moon so much
than when it lights up a night without your touch
And the summer warmth chills like snow upon my skin
when the distance between us remains infinite
I've never uncried so deeply inside
this overwhelming pain that I have to hide
But the comforts that linger from memories past
like the invisible tears upon my pillow...
They are fading too fast
than when it lights up a night without your touch
And the summer warmth chills like snow upon my skin
when the distance between us remains infinite
I've never uncried so deeply inside
this overwhelming pain that I have to hide
But the comforts that linger from memories past
like the invisible tears upon my pillow...
They are fading too fast
Staring Out The Window
Staring out her window
back against a wall
The soft glow of lights
that don't seem to comfort her anymore
fades into the trees
Those silent admirers
sweet lovers in the grass
stand tall with protective memories
and sensual swaying kisses
Like surrendering morning's slumber
to night's alluring call of dreams...
She sighs too deeply
wipes away a single longing
and wonders if he seems anxious tonight
or simply tired
back against a wall
The soft glow of lights
that don't seem to comfort her anymore
fades into the trees
Those silent admirers
sweet lovers in the grass
stand tall with protective memories
and sensual swaying kisses
Like surrendering morning's slumber
to night's alluring call of dreams...
She sighs too deeply
wipes away a single longing
and wonders if he seems anxious tonight
or simply tired
Answer
There's a growing uneasiness inside of me
since you asked me that midnight question
My mind is overwhelmed with reasons and logic
to convey my explanation
I thought of using metaphors
of dances and scales and rain
But no analogy exists in prose
to describe my continuous pain
The more she gives and turns to you
the less we are are to be
It isn't selfish or envious greed
and it's far from jealousy
It's a powerful pull upon your will
that causes you to go blind
To the constant love I've pledged to you
the hope you thought you would never find
Her words contrite and soothing for you
deafen you to my sighs
And though you know and feel my fears
You stare straight ahead and drive
My own clarity comes to me at last
my love for him is in vain
Because the honest reason
why it bothers me so
is she takes my hope of us away...
But the desert so thirsty
and parched of true faith
cannot survive without rain
since you asked me that midnight question
My mind is overwhelmed with reasons and logic
to convey my explanation
I thought of using metaphors
of dances and scales and rain
But no analogy exists in prose
to describe my continuous pain
The more she gives and turns to you
the less we are are to be
It isn't selfish or envious greed
and it's far from jealousy
It's a powerful pull upon your will
that causes you to go blind
To the constant love I've pledged to you
the hope you thought you would never find
Her words contrite and soothing for you
deafen you to my sighs
And though you know and feel my fears
You stare straight ahead and drive
My own clarity comes to me at last
my love for him is in vain
Because the honest reason
why it bothers me so
is she takes my hope of us away...
But the desert so thirsty
and parched of true faith
cannot survive without rain
3 AM
The key would never fit the lock
Sweet fate would have her turning round
The drive seemed longer than before
She went through the door without a sound
Finding him still sleeping there
In dreams she couldn’t bear to wake
Her fingers softly stroked his hair
I love you on his skin she traced
And feeling her love he pulled her near
I love you more came his husky whisper
She wiped away one single tear
He embraced her tightly and deeply kissed her
But tonight alone and remembering this
She sighed a longing he would never know
Her hands reached out to a faded bliss
While he slept, unaware of how far apart they’d grown
Sweet fate would have her turning round
The drive seemed longer than before
She went through the door without a sound
Finding him still sleeping there
In dreams she couldn’t bear to wake
Her fingers softly stroked his hair
I love you on his skin she traced
And feeling her love he pulled her near
I love you more came his husky whisper
She wiped away one single tear
He embraced her tightly and deeply kissed her
But tonight alone and remembering this
She sighed a longing he would never know
Her hands reached out to a faded bliss
While he slept, unaware of how far apart they’d grown
Plea
Oh, softest rain
come cleanse me now
my words all lost
too long, too silent
For in the night
do you feel my soul
sifting through
the broken glass
Of tears once shed
in seasons past
beneath this dull
and darkened quiet
come cleanse me now
my words all lost
too long, too silent
For in the night
do you feel my soul
sifting through
the broken glass
Of tears once shed
in seasons past
beneath this dull
and darkened quiet
Adaptation
Cut this beautiful creation
out from within me
Take those early nurturing moments
from my desire
and force me to give it
in a new and unfamiliar way
Give me no choice
it has to be this way
Much better for the baby
to feel settled
And it is...
I feel it,
I see it now,
and I have to accept it
But the adaptation is
and will be draining -
both physically and emotionally painful
Modern medicine
will mask the healing
Avoid eye contact
no one will know your fear
Quiet your voice
they will mistake your silence
for reverent contemplation
Hold the precious infant
so close to your breast
let him hear your heartbeat
Feed him when he is hungry
but let him sleep
when he needs rest
Warm him with touch
but don't smother him
Remember how fragile he is
cradle him gently
Sing to him
he knows your tone
Write about him
he is your muse, your prose
Love him. Just love him.
Console him when
he cries absent tears
Reassure him
you will be beside him
Protect him
from all harm and fears
Just don't ask anything of him
And remember
he is dependent upon you
for simple survival...
until he realizes
he is no longer a baby
out from within me
Take those early nurturing moments
from my desire
and force me to give it
in a new and unfamiliar way
Give me no choice
it has to be this way
Much better for the baby
to feel settled
And it is...
I feel it,
I see it now,
and I have to accept it
But the adaptation is
and will be draining -
both physically and emotionally painful
Modern medicine
will mask the healing
Avoid eye contact
no one will know your fear
Quiet your voice
they will mistake your silence
for reverent contemplation
Hold the precious infant
so close to your breast
let him hear your heartbeat
Feed him when he is hungry
but let him sleep
when he needs rest
Warm him with touch
but don't smother him
Remember how fragile he is
cradle him gently
Sing to him
he knows your tone
Write about him
he is your muse, your prose
Love him. Just love him.
Console him when
he cries absent tears
Reassure him
you will be beside him
Protect him
from all harm and fears
Just don't ask anything of him
And remember
he is dependent upon you
for simple survival...
until he realizes
he is no longer a baby
Labor of Love
I wish I had control over my heart the way I have
mastered my breathing through these contractions. Some
people think that labor is more painful...but what they
don't realize is that it would almost be easier to deal
with the pain in steady intervals, than have to breathe
through an uncomfortable preparation for real pain. As I
write, my womb grows still and my body feels tense. The
baby stops moving. The rise of my stomach warns of a
period of unrest, uneasiness, unexplained discomfort for
an undetermined amount of time.
For the moment, I play the role of strength and
willpower. Focus and compliance with the circumstances
create a force of determination in me unlike anything
I’ve experienced.
But when the feeling finally subsides, I stand up to
look into the mirror. With my hands gently cradling my
settling flesh, my hidden eyes secretly wet from tears,
and my deepest sighs silent to everyone around me…
I see nothing but a weak target for cupid’s crooked
arrow
mastered my breathing through these contractions. Some
people think that labor is more painful...but what they
don't realize is that it would almost be easier to deal
with the pain in steady intervals, than have to breathe
through an uncomfortable preparation for real pain. As I
write, my womb grows still and my body feels tense. The
baby stops moving. The rise of my stomach warns of a
period of unrest, uneasiness, unexplained discomfort for
an undetermined amount of time.
For the moment, I play the role of strength and
willpower. Focus and compliance with the circumstances
create a force of determination in me unlike anything
I’ve experienced.
But when the feeling finally subsides, I stand up to
look into the mirror. With my hands gently cradling my
settling flesh, my hidden eyes secretly wet from tears,
and my deepest sighs silent to everyone around me…
I see nothing but a weak target for cupid’s crooked
arrow
For Today
A confusion in the clouds
wanders my mind
Cautious, meticulous steps lead me away
from the thin line that balances
my steps toward your closing door
Unsure and afraid to go down the path
I've been here too many times before
but remembering the promise...
I head back once more
to sit and wait for the clouds to pass
But silently I wonder
with sadness and a slight distrust
How many times will I have to ask you -
while steeling my will and turning to pray
instead of watching you slowly fall away from us
How many times will I have to struggle with
futile strings of hope on shredding rope
before they finally burst
before I can't run fast enough to find you...
before it's too lost, too late
Will you please let me carry it all
even if it's only for today
wanders my mind
Cautious, meticulous steps lead me away
from the thin line that balances
my steps toward your closing door
Unsure and afraid to go down the path
I've been here too many times before
but remembering the promise...
I head back once more
to sit and wait for the clouds to pass
But silently I wonder
with sadness and a slight distrust
How many times will I have to ask you -
while steeling my will and turning to pray
instead of watching you slowly fall away from us
How many times will I have to struggle with
futile strings of hope on shredding rope
before they finally burst
before I can't run fast enough to find you...
before it's too lost, too late
Will you please let me carry it all
even if it's only for today
Tomb
Sleep calls me now
but I hold him at bay
so my wicked tongue won't speak
Another crime fought
and for this token betrayed
by true feelings locked too deep
As swift as morning
turns to night
so does my heart and mind
Commence to toss
and finally to turn
this massacre out of my sight
Love's tears don't weep
for invisible want
Hope leaves upon my fear
My fingers mold well
to the trigger of your gun
when it silences my bloody tears
Words now deaf and lost
my body cries cold
despite life within a womb
And sleep calls me now
to walk past the smoke
into an endless waiting room
but I hold him at bay
so my wicked tongue won't speak
Another crime fought
and for this token betrayed
by true feelings locked too deep
As swift as morning
turns to night
so does my heart and mind
Commence to toss
and finally to turn
this massacre out of my sight
Love's tears don't weep
for invisible want
Hope leaves upon my fear
My fingers mold well
to the trigger of your gun
when it silences my bloody tears
Words now deaf and lost
my body cries cold
despite life within a womb
And sleep calls me now
to walk past the smoke
into an endless waiting room
Waiting
Hair like pieces of shimmering golden sun
porcelain skin clean and fresh
She waits with due patience
upon her lover's return
controlling tightening, broken breaths
His constant journies home will take him too far
while her mind wanders dangerous paths
And the lost love emerging from hidden ground
will it fade too soon to last...
The branches are blooming
and the soothing water seems clear
along this vaguely forgotten place
But when the fall's chill arrives
to strip the leaves brown
Will he remember her softness, her grace?
And when the torrential current
brings drowning painful rains
Will he long for the smile on her face?
Or will memories of a warmth
now yesterday's perfect bliss
be buried under trampled faith
porcelain skin clean and fresh
She waits with due patience
upon her lover's return
controlling tightening, broken breaths
His constant journies home will take him too far
while her mind wanders dangerous paths
And the lost love emerging from hidden ground
will it fade too soon to last...
The branches are blooming
and the soothing water seems clear
along this vaguely forgotten place
But when the fall's chill arrives
to strip the leaves brown
Will he remember her softness, her grace?
And when the torrential current
brings drowning painful rains
Will he long for the smile on her face?
Or will memories of a warmth
now yesterday's perfect bliss
be buried under trampled faith
Quicksand
The tea cup seems colder today
porcelain rough against
my pink chapped lips
A familiar ritual of soothing thoughts
wrapped in alluring aroma -
unfound and growing colder
even with the rising warmth of the sun
The sounds of morning's brightness
fade with my quiet reflection
upon the space that we shared
Sweat and sweetness combined
creating and repeating
the pattern of breathing
an afternoon's rhymes of passion
And my footsteps vain attempt
to bring myself one step closer
to your contagious high
fail to reach you
Unable to move forward
as I sink deeper
disappearing too fast
into this longing sadness...
My infinite quicksand of desire
porcelain rough against
my pink chapped lips
A familiar ritual of soothing thoughts
wrapped in alluring aroma -
unfound and growing colder
even with the rising warmth of the sun
The sounds of morning's brightness
fade with my quiet reflection
upon the space that we shared
Sweat and sweetness combined
creating and repeating
the pattern of breathing
an afternoon's rhymes of passion
And my footsteps vain attempt
to bring myself one step closer
to your contagious high
fail to reach you
Unable to move forward
as I sink deeper
disappearing too fast
into this longing sadness...
My infinite quicksand of desire
If I Believe
My restless soul
feels you take leave
Deceptive night
watches me grieve
Hardened steel
around my womb
Give faith and will
no reprieve
Stay my lover,
my soul concedes
Will you return
if I still believe...
feels you take leave
Deceptive night
watches me grieve
Hardened steel
around my womb
Give faith and will
no reprieve
Stay my lover,
my soul concedes
Will you return
if I still believe...
Midnight
Protective hands around my womb
you know why I silently weep
despite the calming peaceful flow
Warm water cleansing my thoughts
my mind's unclear fear
reveals his hands around her body
gently cradling her hurt
sotfly soothing their love
bringing tears of my own
Waterfalls of sadness
attempting to distract my pain
break my strength
Curled into a ball
naked body unsheltered
I rock you to sleep
with a lullabye for two
But failing to grasp the reigns
and point your direction toward home
I fall away like an angel's wings
burned by the unforgiving sun
Doomed by the visions
and their rekindled kisses of passion
in midnight's room renewed
you know why I silently weep
despite the calming peaceful flow
Warm water cleansing my thoughts
my mind's unclear fear
reveals his hands around her body
gently cradling her hurt
sotfly soothing their love
bringing tears of my own
Waterfalls of sadness
attempting to distract my pain
break my strength
Curled into a ball
naked body unsheltered
I rock you to sleep
with a lullabye for two
But failing to grasp the reigns
and point your direction toward home
I fall away like an angel's wings
burned by the unforgiving sun
Doomed by the visions
and their rekindled kisses of passion
in midnight's room renewed
Competition Repetition
But listen my dear
I love him too
more dearly
than I think you do
I will never cease
to let him dream
and reach the goals
he can achieve
Like a child of mine
I protect his heart
and feel his soul
while we are apart
This man I know
in body and mind
I will love dearly
more dearly
than your words decry
He is my world
my breath and strength
We live our promise
We give and take
Equally in whole
and hand in hand
I do love him dearly...
most dearly
and he is my man
I love him too
more dearly
than I think you do
I will never cease
to let him dream
and reach the goals
he can achieve
Like a child of mine
I protect his heart
and feel his soul
while we are apart
This man I know
in body and mind
I will love dearly
more dearly
than your words decry
He is my world
my breath and strength
We live our promise
We give and take
Equally in whole
and hand in hand
I do love him dearly...
most dearly
and he is my man
Brilliantly Broken
She sat quiet and motionless
lost on a broken bench
beside the rippling pond
soul sinking slowly but deeply
into the cool night air
The rest of the stars
so unaware of her hidden grief
continued to dance brilliance
and interrupt her thoughts
with their downward glance -
they shimmered too easily
Her glassy stare
hypnotized by the droplets of perfection
from a dimly lit fountain
barely recognized
the familiar shape they formed;
The mirror of her lonely years
or the delicate silhouette of her tears
that she wouldn't dare cry
Chilled to her tender heart
her knees drawn in tightly
to protect her aching chest
She ignored the bright moon
and his mocking joy
beaneath the stillness of her womb
This unforgiving sky
illuminated painful and vivid pictures
His hands
Her body
Her whispers
His touch
Their life
Her loss...
And the blissful moments
of their own private quiet nights
disappeared into the shadows
quickly and magically
like the soft light of the candle
gently extinguished
long after they had parted
with a loving goodnight kiss
She lowered her head to sigh
and knowing there was nothing waiting
but emptiness and a cold bed to share
with a fading memory
deceptively still warm to the touch
she decided not to try
lost on a broken bench
beside the rippling pond
soul sinking slowly but deeply
into the cool night air
The rest of the stars
so unaware of her hidden grief
continued to dance brilliance
and interrupt her thoughts
with their downward glance -
they shimmered too easily
Her glassy stare
hypnotized by the droplets of perfection
from a dimly lit fountain
barely recognized
the familiar shape they formed;
The mirror of her lonely years
or the delicate silhouette of her tears
that she wouldn't dare cry
Chilled to her tender heart
her knees drawn in tightly
to protect her aching chest
She ignored the bright moon
and his mocking joy
beaneath the stillness of her womb
This unforgiving sky
illuminated painful and vivid pictures
His hands
Her body
Her whispers
His touch
Their life
Her loss...
And the blissful moments
of their own private quiet nights
disappeared into the shadows
quickly and magically
like the soft light of the candle
gently extinguished
long after they had parted
with a loving goodnight kiss
She lowered her head to sigh
and knowing there was nothing waiting
but emptiness and a cold bed to share
with a fading memory
deceptively still warm to the touch
she decided not to try
Whirpool
Like a waterfall
cascading silently down the earth
into a churning river
that flows everywhere but home
My thoughts rush dangerously below
to infinite fears and questions
bringing to me
a drowning whirlpool
of uneasy discomfort
All alone,
For the moment
A bird's bittersweet song
echoes throughout my heart
If it weren't for her shadow
this grim and familiar symphony
ironically motivating me
into a stubborn will
to submit my direction
to the flowing waters
I would suddenly recognize
the constant loneliness I feel
when we are apart
cascading silently down the earth
into a churning river
that flows everywhere but home
My thoughts rush dangerously below
to infinite fears and questions
bringing to me
a drowning whirlpool
of uneasy discomfort
All alone,
For the moment
A bird's bittersweet song
echoes throughout my heart
If it weren't for her shadow
this grim and familiar symphony
ironically motivating me
into a stubborn will
to submit my direction
to the flowing waters
I would suddenly recognize
the constant loneliness I feel
when we are apart
Deceptive Reflection
I climbed to to the treetop
smiling in childish play
like a new love chasing romantic rainbows
after the long unending rain
Reaching my arms through
intertwined with other branches
I finally grasped the tallest bow
and sadly realized
as I pulled it closer to me
the object of my anticipation
affection and curiosity
was not anything like a cloud...
Just a deceptive reflection
of a passing hope
now falling softly to the ground
smiling in childish play
like a new love chasing romantic rainbows
after the long unending rain
Reaching my arms through
intertwined with other branches
I finally grasped the tallest bow
and sadly realized
as I pulled it closer to me
the object of my anticipation
affection and curiosity
was not anything like a cloud...
Just a deceptive reflection
of a passing hope
now falling softly to the ground
Left Behind
The red stain of passion
smeared across her lips
still tasted of seduction and
his tender fingertips
Her body now warmed
forever to his shape
curled around a pillow
where his deepest dreams once lay
Sinking into the memory
of the intimate loving night
How his hands knew where to go
How everything felt so right
Two became one in the moment
of the intensity shared and spent
She fought back every tear
embedding herself into his scent
The rush of an aching longing for him
overwhelmed her lonely years
She tried so hard to avoid the crash
but she couldn't bring him near
And that was her worst fear
smeared across her lips
still tasted of seduction and
his tender fingertips
Her body now warmed
forever to his shape
curled around a pillow
where his deepest dreams once lay
Sinking into the memory
of the intimate loving night
How his hands knew where to go
How everything felt so right
Two became one in the moment
of the intensity shared and spent
She fought back every tear
embedding herself into his scent
The rush of an aching longing for him
overwhelmed her lonely years
She tried so hard to avoid the crash
but she couldn't bring him near
And that was her worst fear
Sting
Forbidden thoughts will make me seek
the sleep of lover's first adieu
With moderation in quiet's spring
I turn my gaze away from you
When walls are built to keep love tame
the heart is deaf and cannot sing
Woeful tears upon her breast
will burn, will sting
like ocean's salty tears
upon a wounded knee
the sleep of lover's first adieu
With moderation in quiet's spring
I turn my gaze away from you
When walls are built to keep love tame
the heart is deaf and cannot sing
Woeful tears upon her breast
will burn, will sting
like ocean's salty tears
upon a wounded knee
Bittersweet
Love is patient
and does endure
when the mind is weak
and insecure
But softest memories
do not erase
the bittersweet lies
you will have to taste
Kindness reminds
to hold your tongue
But love is, when silent
something less, something false
and indifference has won
and does endure
when the mind is weak
and insecure
But softest memories
do not erase
the bittersweet lies
you will have to taste
Kindness reminds
to hold your tongue
But love is, when silent
something less, something false
and indifference has won
Wish List
Patience!
she snarls
as she paces back and forth
like a wild, caged animal
Hypocrite!
she breathes
as she tries desperately to believe
what she had said
Distracted for a single moment
by the clear plastic memory
she had remembered to swipe
before leaving the room
to its private scent of erotica and ecstasy
Fiji...
she sighs quietly
knowing it is merely
just one more wish
to add to the list
she snarls
as she paces back and forth
like a wild, caged animal
Hypocrite!
she breathes
as she tries desperately to believe
what she had said
Distracted for a single moment
by the clear plastic memory
she had remembered to swipe
before leaving the room
to its private scent of erotica and ecstasy
Fiji...
she sighs quietly
knowing it is merely
just one more wish
to add to the list
Evidence
It wasn't that
you threw my towel
carelessly, thoughtlessly
to the floor
It was how
you walked out of the room
and absentmindedly
left it there
It's not because
you sat on the couch
while I frittered about
cleaning and organizing
despite my very tired soul
It is the way
you proclaim your day
in some way to be
more tiresome,
more important
with a single, silent stare
It did not matter
that you rushed them off to bed
without a word, a kiss
a song or a prayer
I am very well aware...
It did mean something else -
you proved once again
that your absent presence
in their lives
surrounds them like
a cold, stale air
I did not miss
the sweet scent of flowers
to replace the empty side of my bed
I did long for
a hidden love note
or some obvious clue
that my memory
was still in your head
I did not place
false consistent hope
or fleeting faith
in the Eagles Wings that soared
I did observe
that the pomp and circumstance
of fame, pride and glory
are what you really adored
I did not break or bend
when my body and mind collapsed
and finally fell like rain
I did cry myself
into a drowning endless despair
while the showers quietly
disguised my pain
I did not notice
thirteen years or more
had passed without
a permanent change in your view
But I did realize
that you would never try
to fully comprehend and cherish
the value of the little things.
It will not touch you
that I wrote this poem
to share with you
my dreams and deepest fears
But you will feel it
when I pack my bags and leave
to be with the one
who will always dry my tears...
The one who knows about the little things
you threw my towel
carelessly, thoughtlessly
to the floor
It was how
you walked out of the room
and absentmindedly
left it there
It's not because
you sat on the couch
while I frittered about
cleaning and organizing
despite my very tired soul
It is the way
you proclaim your day
in some way to be
more tiresome,
more important
with a single, silent stare
It did not matter
that you rushed them off to bed
without a word, a kiss
a song or a prayer
I am very well aware...
It did mean something else -
you proved once again
that your absent presence
in their lives
surrounds them like
a cold, stale air
I did not miss
the sweet scent of flowers
to replace the empty side of my bed
I did long for
a hidden love note
or some obvious clue
that my memory
was still in your head
I did not place
false consistent hope
or fleeting faith
in the Eagles Wings that soared
I did observe
that the pomp and circumstance
of fame, pride and glory
are what you really adored
I did not break or bend
when my body and mind collapsed
and finally fell like rain
I did cry myself
into a drowning endless despair
while the showers quietly
disguised my pain
I did not notice
thirteen years or more
had passed without
a permanent change in your view
But I did realize
that you would never try
to fully comprehend and cherish
the value of the little things.
It will not touch you
that I wrote this poem
to share with you
my dreams and deepest fears
But you will feel it
when I pack my bags and leave
to be with the one
who will always dry my tears...
The one who knows about the little things
Remedy
The slightest touch
sends me home
with your kiss, your voice
I'm never alone
Your hands become
the memories I write
the line is blurred
between morning and night
Ecstasy rides high
upon different wings
inspired by songs
that no one dared sing
Do you know in that whisper
there lies a key
to everything you deny
and thoughts you did conceive
The answers dreamt
from prose and past
are now solid in stone
when the hour has passed
Darkened doubts
have found their place
nowhere near
this given grace
Strength for a clime
destined to be won
was found at the risk
of flying too close to the sun
But feathers neither burned
nor stricken from your mind
Allow you to glimpse and grasp
the hand of lost time
At final sleep
you will find me once more
placing the crown
at the foot of your door
Bowing with a sigh
for the sickness you endured
for a love you always knew
to be real, true and pure
Which in forthcoming years...
became your permanent cure
sends me home
with your kiss, your voice
I'm never alone
Your hands become
the memories I write
the line is blurred
between morning and night
Ecstasy rides high
upon different wings
inspired by songs
that no one dared sing
Do you know in that whisper
there lies a key
to everything you deny
and thoughts you did conceive
The answers dreamt
from prose and past
are now solid in stone
when the hour has passed
Darkened doubts
have found their place
nowhere near
this given grace
Strength for a clime
destined to be won
was found at the risk
of flying too close to the sun
But feathers neither burned
nor stricken from your mind
Allow you to glimpse and grasp
the hand of lost time
At final sleep
you will find me once more
placing the crown
at the foot of your door
Bowing with a sigh
for the sickness you endured
for a love you always knew
to be real, true and pure
Which in forthcoming years...
became your permanent cure
Until I Cry
I shake and cry for more than you know
led to the places I dared not go
You took me there in less than a kiss
and now you stand to question this...
I shake and cry for pleasure and pain
pray for another chance to go there again
Ecstasy beyond reason no one can define
a marriage of passion and will combined
I shake and cry desperate for your love
bending and breaking like a willing slave
Tasting you and touching you tends to overwhelm
at this moment, confusion, loss of control...
shaking and crying...
for something I have never felt
led to the places I dared not go
You took me there in less than a kiss
and now you stand to question this...
I shake and cry for pleasure and pain
pray for another chance to go there again
Ecstasy beyond reason no one can define
a marriage of passion and will combined
I shake and cry desperate for your love
bending and breaking like a willing slave
Tasting you and touching you tends to overwhelm
at this moment, confusion, loss of control...
shaking and crying...
for something I have never felt
Kite
I'd gone about my normal day
of chores and tasks and more
But in every silent cornered place
was the thought I could not ignore
A love so intertwined with his
though winds may chill and blow
These woven threads intricately bind us again
and like a kite to its string we flow
One let to the North -
so far from home
and I patch on another hope
One pull to the East
combining delicate frays
to make a permanent rope
But a chance now vanished
to kiss his lips
softly, tenderly for him to feel
One moment for his eyes
to gaze deeply into mine
and allow what he knows is real
A child's touch distracts me back
from questions and tears I will not shed
But as I descend to the rock
flying too low, too fast
I fall with a single fear in my head
approaching the jagged edge...
Why didn't he pull harder on the thread
of chores and tasks and more
But in every silent cornered place
was the thought I could not ignore
A love so intertwined with his
though winds may chill and blow
These woven threads intricately bind us again
and like a kite to its string we flow
One let to the North -
so far from home
and I patch on another hope
One pull to the East
combining delicate frays
to make a permanent rope
But a chance now vanished
to kiss his lips
softly, tenderly for him to feel
One moment for his eyes
to gaze deeply into mine
and allow what he knows is real
A child's touch distracts me back
from questions and tears I will not shed
But as I descend to the rock
flying too low, too fast
I fall with a single fear in my head
approaching the jagged edge...
Why didn't he pull harder on the thread
Doorstep
Slipping through subliminal dreams
on someone else's doorstep
Guided by dead conscience
on a cold lover's night
challenging my heart's forethoughts
Disappearing on what it seemed
has taken me a stranger turn
Sharper now, steer the mind's loose grasp
on a forgotten, invisible path
and watch discontent rise like suffocating smoke
as the fire now burns...
in someone else's world
on someone else's doorstep
Guided by dead conscience
on a cold lover's night
challenging my heart's forethoughts
Disappearing on what it seemed
has taken me a stranger turn
Sharper now, steer the mind's loose grasp
on a forgotten, invisible path
and watch discontent rise like suffocating smoke
as the fire now burns...
in someone else's world
Puddle
Walking sideways, downwards glance
a thought for the puddle of rain
With eyelids dry but tears in hand...
I dropped the glass and ran
Feeling pain and peace combined
I looked for beauty outside the vine
Though my soul cries out to admit you
you are a better everything than I...
At least I still want to fly
a thought for the puddle of rain
With eyelids dry but tears in hand...
I dropped the glass and ran
Feeling pain and peace combined
I looked for beauty outside the vine
Though my soul cries out to admit you
you are a better everything than I...
At least I still want to fly
Torn
Inconsistent bigotry of love
warps my mind into believing
That when your eyes stared
a million heartbeats into mine
footsteps were slowly retreating backwards
too far from where we stood
at the blinding moment
when the sun seemed so bright
Now, the trace of your hand
upon the dream where I was born
disappears as quickly, painfully
as a memory that has not yet begun
And leaves me with no solace
where the fragile paper has torn
warps my mind into believing
That when your eyes stared
a million heartbeats into mine
footsteps were slowly retreating backwards
too far from where we stood
at the blinding moment
when the sun seemed so bright
Now, the trace of your hand
upon the dream where I was born
disappears as quickly, painfully
as a memory that has not yet begun
And leaves me with no solace
where the fragile paper has torn
Longing
Most cannot see past the happy day
of how I feel when the wind grows cold
But to have your hand keep the chills at bay
and bring real fire to my home
What a memory of a different life
to be bonded, sealed, promised to you
Or to bear children for you as your wife
and grow the garden from a greener view
Empty spaces you should fill and feel
grow longer in my cluttered heart
Passionate dreams I long to share
like a muse concedes to the painter's art
If you would kiss my lips upon the night
and touch my body while I shake
Then warmth would bring the end of ends
and reveal our flames in the love we make...
My wistful, wanton heart won't grieve
the feeling of the loss behind
Though eternity might dare deceive
the truth remains as always in my mind...
You are the one I should have hoped to find
of how I feel when the wind grows cold
But to have your hand keep the chills at bay
and bring real fire to my home
What a memory of a different life
to be bonded, sealed, promised to you
Or to bear children for you as your wife
and grow the garden from a greener view
Empty spaces you should fill and feel
grow longer in my cluttered heart
Passionate dreams I long to share
like a muse concedes to the painter's art
If you would kiss my lips upon the night
and touch my body while I shake
Then warmth would bring the end of ends
and reveal our flames in the love we make...
My wistful, wanton heart won't grieve
the feeling of the loss behind
Though eternity might dare deceive
the truth remains as always in my mind...
You are the one I should have hoped to find
Silenced, Still
To have and to hold the unobtainable you
that protective barrier locked tight
I wanted to be the flickering flame
guiding you through darkened light
Instead I found myself falling
deeper into your sinking ground
Just outside of your window waiting
but determined to make no sound
I'm falling forever outside of your heart
but I will not make a sound
Feeling your air when you breathe a sigh
around your grey, invisible chill
Smooth like the rain upon your grave
I'll lie with you silenced, still
Peace will reveal her remedy to loss
absolution for your closed world
and an angel will bring relief to your thoughts
by the softest whisper you never heard
I give you my word
that protective barrier locked tight
I wanted to be the flickering flame
guiding you through darkened light
Instead I found myself falling
deeper into your sinking ground
Just outside of your window waiting
but determined to make no sound
I'm falling forever outside of your heart
but I will not make a sound
Feeling your air when you breathe a sigh
around your grey, invisible chill
Smooth like the rain upon your grave
I'll lie with you silenced, still
Peace will reveal her remedy to loss
absolution for your closed world
and an angel will bring relief to your thoughts
by the softest whisper you never heard
I give you my word
MSPM
He gently tapped upon her door
and tried to tiptoe inside
But she had other plans for him
and wanted to live her own life
He sang to her a different tune
and held her close to his heart
But to his love she seemed immune
determined to remain apart
He sighed in vain and bore the pain
of her negative, calculated storm
As years passed on, his muted song
grew him faded, tired and worn...
She gently tapped upon his door
and breathed her way inside
She had other plans for him
and wanted to share his life
She sang to him so lovingly
with a voice he longed to hear
She brought the rain
washed away his pain
and erased the sorrow filled years
She waited there silently, patiently
staring at the stars above
His faith in her became
the grace that saved his heart
from forgetting how to love
and tried to tiptoe inside
But she had other plans for him
and wanted to live her own life
He sang to her a different tune
and held her close to his heart
But to his love she seemed immune
determined to remain apart
He sighed in vain and bore the pain
of her negative, calculated storm
As years passed on, his muted song
grew him faded, tired and worn...
She gently tapped upon his door
and breathed her way inside
She had other plans for him
and wanted to share his life
She sang to him so lovingly
with a voice he longed to hear
She brought the rain
washed away his pain
and erased the sorrow filled years
She waited there silently, patiently
staring at the stars above
His faith in her became
the grace that saved his heart
from forgetting how to love
Race
Wind slowing down
your breathing collapses the dream
Faces touching fears
and those eyes --
with their sly, intrusive stares
Haunting and foreshadowing failures
Will follow your trail
for some years to come
Should you find again
your heart needing to
release...
breathe...
pace...
If only to ignore the race of time
Run to the end
if hours grant good faith...
before you come undone
your breathing collapses the dream
Faces touching fears
and those eyes --
with their sly, intrusive stares
Haunting and foreshadowing failures
Will follow your trail
for some years to come
Should you find again
your heart needing to
release...
breathe...
pace...
If only to ignore the race of time
Run to the end
if hours grant good faith...
before you come undone
Someone Else
You don't know
from countless hours
of drowning in her words
A loving gift of written dreams, secret fears
erotic passions...
Reflections of destiny's hand
so carefully imagined in prose and promise
Her poetry
You don't feel
from standing, embracing
no space between
One moment to last lifetimes;
infinite unquenchable fires
intertwined with a peaceful calm
derived from a kiss -
a single kiss
Her desire
And you don't see
from a million and four stars away
a fragile, weeping heart
longing sighs, wistful yearnings
silhouetted in sadness
Head in hands not strong enough
to hide or dry tears
Aching grey skies too heavy to hold
Her pain...
You don't love her
endlessly, desperately, selflessly
the way someone else always will
from countless hours
of drowning in her words
A loving gift of written dreams, secret fears
erotic passions...
Reflections of destiny's hand
so carefully imagined in prose and promise
Her poetry
You don't feel
from standing, embracing
no space between
One moment to last lifetimes;
infinite unquenchable fires
intertwined with a peaceful calm
derived from a kiss -
a single kiss
Her desire
And you don't see
from a million and four stars away
a fragile, weeping heart
longing sighs, wistful yearnings
silhouetted in sadness
Head in hands not strong enough
to hide or dry tears
Aching grey skies too heavy to hold
Her pain...
You don't love her
endlessly, desperately, selflessly
the way someone else always will
Sinkng Ship
Love you are like a lonely ship
sailing away from me
My lighted guiding hope
is taking you deeper
into a part of you
which you will never
allow me to see
Turn the waves around
and send me back to shore
where I find you sleeping
dreaming upon my heart
of waters so clear and pure
But stormy currents reign
and stronger winds consume
The whirling pool of drowning time
steers us like blind fools
Love you are like a lost ship
following a course untrue;
And I your lighthouse
in the hazy confusion
will illuminate your view
Desperately trying
to guide you home
will watch, in sadness...
as you sink into the blue
sailing away from me
My lighted guiding hope
is taking you deeper
into a part of you
which you will never
allow me to see
Turn the waves around
and send me back to shore
where I find you sleeping
dreaming upon my heart
of waters so clear and pure
But stormy currents reign
and stronger winds consume
The whirling pool of drowning time
steers us like blind fools
Love you are like a lost ship
following a course untrue;
And I your lighthouse
in the hazy confusion
will illuminate your view
Desperately trying
to guide you home
will watch, in sadness...
as you sink into the blue
Sealed
Copy and paste each touch of my hand
that your skin anticipated before
Give it me sealed in a memory
that I fear I've failed to ignore...
Sketch your thoughts upon my mind
and generously write your tears
The heart that yearns will not wane in time
as I miss you through the years
Mend your sadness, cast the doubts
into the blue beneath her grey
Dream your sorrow into mirrors
and forever in you
I will stay
that your skin anticipated before
Give it me sealed in a memory
that I fear I've failed to ignore...
Sketch your thoughts upon my mind
and generously write your tears
The heart that yearns will not wane in time
as I miss you through the years
Mend your sadness, cast the doubts
into the blue beneath her grey
Dream your sorrow into mirrors
and forever in you
I will stay
Mashed Potatoes
If you fail to juggle
the hot potato with ease
mashed potatoes
are acceptable
and with a little creativity...
can even be more satisfying
the hot potato with ease
mashed potatoes
are acceptable
and with a little creativity...
can even be more satisfying
Solution
The rains came
Perhaps it was my tears?
For more than forty days and
less than I had expected
Confusion turned to solution
anger subsided into peace
It washed away my thoughts
of yesterday's future
Perhaps it was my tears?
For more than forty days and
less than I had expected
Confusion turned to solution
anger subsided into peace
It washed away my thoughts
of yesterday's future
Frozen Tear
Shivering in the cold feeling so empty
trying to hold your hand
The lies and the truth finally unfold
as I try to make you understand
Your eyes meet mine with a distant stare
hearts breaking with the loss
I'm mourning the possibility of what we will never share
How will I ignore my doubts and thoughts
Averting my gaze to the falling snowflakes
I watch them disappear
Slowly down my cheek drops an icy memory...
My last frozen tear
trying to hold your hand
The lies and the truth finally unfold
as I try to make you understand
Your eyes meet mine with a distant stare
hearts breaking with the loss
I'm mourning the possibility of what we will never share
How will I ignore my doubts and thoughts
Averting my gaze to the falling snowflakes
I watch them disappear
Slowly down my cheek drops an icy memory...
My last frozen tear
Morning Song
Did the birds with their songs
warm your heart with their tune
Or are those melodious notes
simply shrill reminders
Your world, your thoughts
immune to the sound
of blue skies smiling
and constant wonder all around
warm your heart with their tune
Or are those melodious notes
simply shrill reminders
Your world, your thoughts
immune to the sound
of blue skies smiling
and constant wonder all around
Desert
Pure oasis in the desert's heat
shimmering pools of possibility
How woefully and thoughtfully you deceive
guided by hidden reciprocity
Your breeze betrays my patient stride
luring me to linger in confusion
Onward you follow; distrust married with pride
and seek waterfalls tainted by illusions
Trickling down foundation for integrity
you harden your resolve like steel
without love's pure equality
or the impossible chance to fulfill...
Newborn rivers cry tears like my dreams
masked in sultry perfection
To breathe, to take
should we finally awake
and taste of this sweetened spring
But suddenly my thirst to appreciate
disappears like your waning, doubting faith
and leaves me with nothing but dust and wind:
more unspoken words to contemplate
shimmering pools of possibility
How woefully and thoughtfully you deceive
guided by hidden reciprocity
Your breeze betrays my patient stride
luring me to linger in confusion
Onward you follow; distrust married with pride
and seek waterfalls tainted by illusions
Trickling down foundation for integrity
you harden your resolve like steel
without love's pure equality
or the impossible chance to fulfill...
Newborn rivers cry tears like my dreams
masked in sultry perfection
To breathe, to take
should we finally awake
and taste of this sweetened spring
But suddenly my thirst to appreciate
disappears like your waning, doubting faith
and leaves me with nothing but dust and wind:
more unspoken words to contemplate
How
Tell me how one sunrise,
one sunset
climbing and falling
reaching up and lying down
into the arms of the earth's
promise -
a new day, a strong hope
a quiet night, a deep sleep...
golden glorious beginning
predicted permanent end to the past
creates one everlasting future
of yesterday?
Tell me how one war,
one peace
willing and writhing
living and dying
into the memories of
our faiths -
a better way, a religion
a chosen people, a disappearing world...
Written on stones or
taught in temples
finds one true belief
of tomorrow
one sunset
climbing and falling
reaching up and lying down
into the arms of the earth's
promise -
a new day, a strong hope
a quiet night, a deep sleep...
golden glorious beginning
predicted permanent end to the past
creates one everlasting future
of yesterday?
Tell me how one war,
one peace
willing and writhing
living and dying
into the memories of
our faiths -
a better way, a religion
a chosen people, a disappearing world...
Written on stones or
taught in temples
finds one true belief
of tomorrow
Afterthought
Promises unkept
while life is swept away
Dreams are lost forever
did you believe them anyway
And restless is your mind
searching for a friend
climbing through the years
patient for the end
Take your soul down
to the fields of blue
Find the place you need
where happiness once grew
If you trust one more time
and set your heart free
Reach out your hand
You'll find me
while life is swept away
Dreams are lost forever
did you believe them anyway
And restless is your mind
searching for a friend
climbing through the years
patient for the end
Take your soul down
to the fields of blue
Find the place you need
where happiness once grew
If you trust one more time
and set your heart free
Reach out your hand
You'll find me
Silk
Red silk like tears
upon my face
leave me in
this restless peace
Without your hand
to guide me sleep
I cannot will
my strength to keep
Black silk like sorrow
brings you near
the road runs narrow
paved with care
Within fate's grasp
I lay to rest
the doubting cost
of faithlessness
White silk like love
makes your bride
a distant joy
will bring new life
Visions and dreams
will find their place
and finally know
the choice we made
upon my face
leave me in
this restless peace
Without your hand
to guide me sleep
I cannot will
my strength to keep
Black silk like sorrow
brings you near
the road runs narrow
paved with care
Within fate's grasp
I lay to rest
the doubting cost
of faithlessness
White silk like love
makes your bride
a distant joy
will bring new life
Visions and dreams
will find their place
and finally know
the choice we made
Her Shadow
Reaching for your hand
a coldness breathes destiny
My own heart faithfully frozen
within an icy womb of longing
Calling out to you
for a reprieve of my senses
lost and worn down
like a forgotten melting snow
Did you notice
the moon cast her shadow
upon my thoughts
just before I dreamt of you
And that light
from horizon's patriarch
remains loyal to the future
while begging for the dream
to begin somehwere in our minds
But a coldness breathes destiny
and my hands can't reach so far
seasons still bring rain
and I miss the quiet snow
a coldness breathes destiny
My own heart faithfully frozen
within an icy womb of longing
Calling out to you
for a reprieve of my senses
lost and worn down
like a forgotten melting snow
Did you notice
the moon cast her shadow
upon my thoughts
just before I dreamt of you
And that light
from horizon's patriarch
remains loyal to the future
while begging for the dream
to begin somehwere in our minds
But a coldness breathes destiny
and my hands can't reach so far
seasons still bring rain
and I miss the quiet snow
Whisper
The softest kiss upon your brow
leaves no remorse of solemn vow
Candles burning throughout the night
take leave of love by morning's light
The softest whisper into your ear
calms the silence within your tear
Music serenading your restless mind
as the same notes play outside of time
The softest touch upon your skin
remembers the way it once began
And the beautiful smile that adorns your face
reveals the understanding for my fall from grace
leaves no remorse of solemn vow
Candles burning throughout the night
take leave of love by morning's light
The softest whisper into your ear
calms the silence within your tear
Music serenading your restless mind
as the same notes play outside of time
The softest touch upon your skin
remembers the way it once began
And the beautiful smile that adorns your face
reveals the understanding for my fall from grace
Broken Bow
To watch you set sail
without a word
You have the strength
with visions blurred
and into the night
though storm carries your heart
heavy and sinking
ship torn apart
Water is wrath
Heaven's beauty doth lie
inside of the dream
that once met the sigh
Of the morning's calm
and the waters still rising
while sleeping and forgetting
her face
her touch
her eyes -so hypnotizing
Broken bow
and chosen arrow
Strike once in her heart
and prolong her sorrow
Onward you drift
away from her hand
leaving the past
for a lonely tomorrow
without a word
You have the strength
with visions blurred
and into the night
though storm carries your heart
heavy and sinking
ship torn apart
Water is wrath
Heaven's beauty doth lie
inside of the dream
that once met the sigh
Of the morning's calm
and the waters still rising
while sleeping and forgetting
her face
her touch
her eyes -so hypnotizing
Broken bow
and chosen arrow
Strike once in her heart
and prolong her sorrow
Onward you drift
away from her hand
leaving the past
for a lonely tomorrow
Restless Night
This dark and dreary night
will find me restless still
when the moon's careless light
finds me curled beneath your window sill
Dreaming of the time
your kiss soft to my own
remembering that one place
where fairytales seemed to grow
Laughter brought you forth
to my open heart's desire
And there you lay in patience
with love's last flame of fire
So now upon this night
when the moon is haunting me
Why would you release my hand
if not to drown me in your sea
Down I will surrender
to the dark and blinding abyss
within the warm and through tender
that never would exist
Hear me choking back
the whispers that you spoke
and taste the tears under my soul
the music that she wrote
Avert your loving glance again
and follow your own path
The journey that we have begun
darling don't leave it in the past
Though wolves may howl when serpents hiss
I'll wait for you alone
The unbroken shine of moon's first bliss
will light the way towards home
will find me restless still
when the moon's careless light
finds me curled beneath your window sill
Dreaming of the time
your kiss soft to my own
remembering that one place
where fairytales seemed to grow
Laughter brought you forth
to my open heart's desire
And there you lay in patience
with love's last flame of fire
So now upon this night
when the moon is haunting me
Why would you release my hand
if not to drown me in your sea
Down I will surrender
to the dark and blinding abyss
within the warm and through tender
that never would exist
Hear me choking back
the whispers that you spoke
and taste the tears under my soul
the music that she wrote
Avert your loving glance again
and follow your own path
The journey that we have begun
darling don't leave it in the past
Though wolves may howl when serpents hiss
I'll wait for you alone
The unbroken shine of moon's first bliss
will light the way towards home
Futility
Tears may fall
to show you again
that I have weakened
beneath your strength
Bend me to your thoughts
Submit me to your flaws
a love returned useless
is abandoned without cause
Tears may dissolve
upon one memory
The hope I grip too tightly
crushes into futility
Reliable grey skies
will mirror in my mind
The faith I had in you
was the hope I would never find
to show you again
that I have weakened
beneath your strength
Bend me to your thoughts
Submit me to your flaws
a love returned useless
is abandoned without cause
Tears may dissolve
upon one memory
The hope I grip too tightly
crushes into futility
Reliable grey skies
will mirror in my mind
The faith I had in you
was the hope I would never find
Last Hope
Did you know
that moment
when we said goodbye
I turned so cold
Oh, the mind's intricate sorrow
breeding feeble lies
to complicate our love
and sad sighs consume
the soul's last hope
I discovered that
I couldn't live without you
so I just walked away
without my heart
that moment
when we said goodbye
I turned so cold
Oh, the mind's intricate sorrow
breeding feeble lies
to complicate our love
and sad sighs consume
the soul's last hope
I discovered that
I couldn't live without you
so I just walked away
without my heart
Return to Sender
Walking through the leaves
in the middle of September
Twenty pounds of heartache
and note on my back -
Return To Sender
The wind is whipping through me
like the voices in my head
(didn't you see me crying)
It wasn't what you did
but the happiness I felt
when you stopped trying
The flower petals are faded
and my clarity turns grey
Sunrises become jaded
And you wanted it this way...
Walking through the leaves
in the middle of September
Remembering your sigh
the moment you fell in love...
when you first kissed her
in the middle of September
Twenty pounds of heartache
and note on my back -
Return To Sender
The wind is whipping through me
like the voices in my head
(didn't you see me crying)
It wasn't what you did
but the happiness I felt
when you stopped trying
The flower petals are faded
and my clarity turns grey
Sunrises become jaded
And you wanted it this way...
Walking through the leaves
in the middle of September
Remembering your sigh
the moment you fell in love...
when you first kissed her
Seventeen Minutes
Thunder invade my private peace
detract swiftly from my mind
Bring the light from heaven's rain
upon my tired face
so sublime in hope
Wash away the tear
hidden and single
in the corner of my watchful eye;
Let it shine moments beyond fear
of past and future kisses...
seventeen minutes past
my soul reminder of this
detract swiftly from my mind
Bring the light from heaven's rain
upon my tired face
so sublime in hope
Wash away the tear
hidden and single
in the corner of my watchful eye;
Let it shine moments beyond fear
of past and future kisses...
seventeen minutes past
my soul reminder of this
Halo
Your arms provide the comfort
of the place that I belong
I waited patiently in my mind
to write the perfect song
The notes would softly whisper
into your sleeping ears
the happiness that missed you
during those empty years...
Now the simple tune
that oft would bring my hope
creates the tie that chains you
to a constricting, endless rope
Knots around my trust
my hands began to fray
from tearing at the wounds
that someone did betray
Stronger threads are holding
this infinite futility in place
then around my neck appears
a halo of unbreakable faith
of the place that I belong
I waited patiently in my mind
to write the perfect song
The notes would softly whisper
into your sleeping ears
the happiness that missed you
during those empty years...
Now the simple tune
that oft would bring my hope
creates the tie that chains you
to a constricting, endless rope
Knots around my trust
my hands began to fray
from tearing at the wounds
that someone did betray
Stronger threads are holding
this infinite futility in place
then around my neck appears
a halo of unbreakable faith
Broken and Bent
I watch you breathe
and feel your skin
from a view that no one
will ever understand
I feel you move
and restless in your sleep
You bring me dreams
my heart couldn't conceive
I taste your kiss
and drink your scent
While devils smile
and angels repent
The gods with their games
seem cruel in intent
but I want this my love
thoughts hidden and spent
I'll cherish you forever
broken and bent
and feel your skin
from a view that no one
will ever understand
I feel you move
and restless in your sleep
You bring me dreams
my heart couldn't conceive
I taste your kiss
and drink your scent
While devils smile
and angels repent
The gods with their games
seem cruel in intent
but I want this my love
thoughts hidden and spent
I'll cherish you forever
broken and bent
The Library
Silence overwhelms
the tears I have to cry
I hear your words -
but they seem to float so high
into the starless sky
while I defy years
that you never see
If I had only listened
to the silence in between
I wouldn't have to wonder
why the library seems
so eerie and quiet today
I wish I hadn't begged you to stay
Forgiving myself the first time
then yearning to erase the last...
why didn't I remember
Why couldn't I have learned
that summer and love
are the two constants
that never last
the tears I have to cry
I hear your words -
but they seem to float so high
into the starless sky
while I defy years
that you never see
If I had only listened
to the silence in between
I wouldn't have to wonder
why the library seems
so eerie and quiet today
I wish I hadn't begged you to stay
Forgiving myself the first time
then yearning to erase the last...
why didn't I remember
Why couldn't I have learned
that summer and love
are the two constants
that never last
Your Choice
If you know how much she loves you
there is only room for two
If you know how deeply she cares for you
then why do you stay so subdued
Nothing in life or time
is cause to make one feel ignored
It takes a moment to remind her
that she is completely adored ~
This game of love is no game in your mind
but a learning experience instead
be delicate with her heart love
thought it's strength is unmatched
it's hanging by a thread.
Your body can be tired
Your night can be fulfilled
But do not forget yesterday's trust
which took time and patience to build
I'll go quietly into the morning
no longer fighting this foe
Feelings are simply emotions awry
but I wanted you to know...
We are so much more than this
there is only room for two
If you know how deeply she cares for you
then why do you stay so subdued
Nothing in life or time
is cause to make one feel ignored
It takes a moment to remind her
that she is completely adored ~
This game of love is no game in your mind
but a learning experience instead
be delicate with her heart love
thought it's strength is unmatched
it's hanging by a thread.
Your body can be tired
Your night can be fulfilled
But do not forget yesterday's trust
which took time and patience to build
I'll go quietly into the morning
no longer fighting this foe
Feelings are simply emotions awry
but I wanted you to know...
We are so much more than this
Broken
The glass jar of hope
broken and empty now
like my eyes
discarded tears
from your rain
Until my thoughts run
dry like a stale whisper
given to me upon faith
that I would never believe
The jagged bloody edges
seem smooth and round
In my dreams I find
my hands in yours
not tightened in a fist
summoning anger's wrath
A tattered book from
clenching your trust
and pages of love
remain locked
Will they fill will dust
or can the wind bring them back
with a single branch
covered in a new song
that the dove once carried
in her mind
broken and empty now
like my eyes
discarded tears
from your rain
Until my thoughts run
dry like a stale whisper
given to me upon faith
that I would never believe
The jagged bloody edges
seem smooth and round
In my dreams I find
my hands in yours
not tightened in a fist
summoning anger's wrath
A tattered book from
clenching your trust
and pages of love
remain locked
Will they fill will dust
or can the wind bring them back
with a single branch
covered in a new song
that the dove once carried
in her mind
Silence and Confusion
Too much confusion
silence and patience
in a war with my heart
like peace and betrayal
in harmony
While purgatory's hand
leads me into my promise
my mind runs far
from the questions
I'd rather stay and ponder
My lips conceal the words
I long to say
and my heart breaks
with the constant echo
of lost time
silence and patience
in a war with my heart
like peace and betrayal
in harmony
While purgatory's hand
leads me into my promise
my mind runs far
from the questions
I'd rather stay and ponder
My lips conceal the words
I long to say
and my heart breaks
with the constant echo
of lost time
Missing Shoe
Sighs and wistful thinking
upon my brow
pen in hand
and still in nature
nothing speaks for my heart
Look out past the ocean
blue horizons and
clear futures
but for now
sandy beaches
and one missing shoe...
The wind brings songs
somewhat like the past
knocking on my hidden door
did it disappear
when opportunity waited
silent on my doorstep
patient for me to arrive
did I drive too quickly
with no time to notice
that missing sole
carelessly left
or thrown out
on the side of the road
too often traveled
Or did I discard the shoe
unaware of the importance
of the miles it once walked
If I found the artist
to stroke the color
into the dream
of the imaginary journey
would he paint two shoes
or one...
upon my brow
pen in hand
and still in nature
nothing speaks for my heart
Look out past the ocean
blue horizons and
clear futures
but for now
sandy beaches
and one missing shoe...
The wind brings songs
somewhat like the past
knocking on my hidden door
did it disappear
when opportunity waited
silent on my doorstep
patient for me to arrive
did I drive too quickly
with no time to notice
that missing sole
carelessly left
or thrown out
on the side of the road
too often traveled
Or did I discard the shoe
unaware of the importance
of the miles it once walked
If I found the artist
to stroke the color
into the dream
of the imaginary journey
would he paint two shoes
or one...
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