Going on my friend,
Learning not to run.
Knowing that happiness
Is not the same as fun.
You can’t know how much I miss you..
Just to turn around to kiss you...
But I’m going on my friend.
I can never turn around.
Going seems to be the trend,
Turning round the bend
Never looking back to see
The wastes and mistakes of me.
You don’t know how much I miss you...
Oh, to turn again and kiss you...
But I’m going on, old lover.
Forward walking slowly
With my eyes to the ground.
I can never turn around.
Mom.. what’s that thing they do?
The kids at school .... they all lay down and turn out the lights after lunch. What is that called?
“It’s called a nap”
Why do they do it?
“Because they are tired “
Why are they tired?
“Because they run out of energy “
Why am I not tired?
“Because you must have more energy than most”
The next week when she picks him up at “nap time “ from school he is sitting in the hallway with his friend Lance, reading books together.
Teacher “your son just doesn’t get tired so I let him stay up “... and so it goes for the next 24 years.
It’s Christmas time and after a big turkey dinner we spread out in lounge chairs to nap.....are you still doing t...
The dangerous cold hearted man
Like a fire burning in his brain,
His desire for you so dangerous
It will drive you both insane.
His love is as strong as his arms
And as weak as his loyalties
As he leads you down a thorny lane.
You will crave him like a junky
Just waiting for the fix
No matter where the next high soars.
You will never have him all
So you will always want more
And each time leaves you empty
Even as it did before—
As if you were his whore.....
For you will wake to face the music
Of his never ending dance
With the lady who is worthless
And the lady worth romance.
You are both ladies ,
As you knew all along
That loving a cold hearted man
Is a discordant song.
He had a spirit that wanted to sail.
He struggled for freedom to no avail,
For he was trapped in a prison of his own mistakes
When he married without love
And set up his stakes.
He settled for money and status and to conform
As in his community that was the norm.
One day came a time when a woman he knew
Grew closer until a deep bond grew
Leaving him unhappy the rest of his life
While he struggled to hide his pain from his wife.
Trapped... he was trapped by his own choice
Never to hold her or hear her voice.
Sometimes he can feel her in the wind.. trapped as he is...
Trapped til the end.
A faint smell of red wine
Lingers on your lips
But not on mine...
I lost a connection
Whenever I missed
A chance at kissing time.
Breath to breath
Cheek to nose
This is how the dance goes
And yet sometimes
We forget to start,
Slipping ever so slowly apart...
How long has it been
My darling love
Since breathing was deeper..
Heart was pounding?
Kiss me you fool.. before it is too late.
The New York Stranger
A stranger approaches in New York City
And surprisingly you are not afraid.
All the things you have seen in movies
Are a false impression of this place,
An unfair assessment of fine people
Who laugh and work like the rest of us.
Give them a break!!!
Music, Art, history and architecture
Live here in harmony..why can’t we all
Just get along?
We were better together
You and I,
Better for ourselves
And the ones we served,
Better because we were happier,
Better because we had joy.
Better than the alone we are now.
Together we meant something.
Together we were strong.
I lived in your heart and you in mine.
We were really something back then, when we were together .....totally divine...
You see I had a little disagreement with you about your behavior
and it went something like this.
“ I disagree that our decision to cool our relationship meant you could jump into bed with all my friends.”
That little disagreement couldn’t possibly make me want to slap your face, expose you to your friends and family and haunt you for the rest of your life... could it?
Well perhaps our disagreement is something you should think about... every day... forever....
Writer’s Challenge #1
You have never done anything without throwing your whole heart into it.
As a waitress you got the biggest tips,
As a student the highest grades.
You were never satisfied with second best,
You wanted to be President of everything.
So why are you surprised that you are obsessed with a lost love? It’s not like you haven’t lost a lover before, so why does this one matter so much?
Is it because he made you feel second best?
You ran from those lovers in the past. If they had not treated you right by the second date, there was no third date.
This one is the only one you really thought you could not live without... and then he gave you a “C” grade.. he made yo...
You could heal my heart
If you wanted to..if you tried.
It wouldn’t take much ...
I don’t need to be at your side
Always and forever,
Just long enough
To feel whole and not part.
The saddest part of leaving
Is the yearning that endures
And the knowledge that
I was never really yours...
Blinded and mute I stare
Seeing an eternal emptiness,
But I could be brilliance and rainbows... if you tried...
Who taught you to respect yourself?
Someone who loved you..
a parent, a friend, a teacher...
Because they treated you like a daughter or a mother.
So today I will be my own mother.. ...I will eat fresh food,
Take a steamy shower,
Go to sleep early and dream of
A world of gratitude.
Nurture the nurturer so they can take care of others with a
light heart and a kind hand.
I am not a doormat anymore,
no longer waiting for your
shoe to fall
nor feeding off your crumbs
of love and approval.
I am a hard polished diamond,
cutting edges ready to carve
my initials on your life.
You haven’t seen my
strength and determination
I think of you
At all the wrong times,
As if there would ever be
A right time.
In the rain, through my tears,
In the heat, you are near.
In my heart I keep your
Of love so strong.
We were both jealous of
But mine was grounded in fact
And yours only in fear.
For there was never a chance
That another would come near. Never
Are we alone in the universe?
We would have to look past the number of stars to the essence of space and time.
Would the random evolution of species in the time span of 25000 years which gave us humans happen elsewhere at exactly the same time and with the same double helix ? What are the chances that a species would develop that would be remotely similar to humans?
And if there were such a species, what are the chances they would find us and reach us?
With all our technology how much of the universe have we explored?
How much space would there be between us and them? Are they several galaxies away?
If they don’t look at all like us, how will we recognize them?
I grew up conv...
A wish for you
May your throat be choked with wonder
at the sight of a flying swallow.
May tears of joy wash your eyes
to see the Glory of the sunset,
And may you always feel an ache in your heart
As you gaze upon this sleeping woman.
No one’s quite as welcome as he is in the morning,
with open heart and open arms-but open just to me.
He reaches out and takes my hand
and I cling to him in silence,
for with his touch I start to change as a need comes over me.
Oh how we love each other, so early in the morning.
The dewdrops fall upon our bodies laying in the grass
and deep inside each other we touch tender emotions.
We find a love that frees our tears, a love I know will last.
Years they pass like hours...
We barely see each other.
The strain of time leaves wrinkles on our once untainted skin,
but the glory of our shameless love rests deep within my bosom
and once again I feel the need within.
Hearts gone wild
Weeds have grown around my heart,
Choking out my flower beds
Where petals fell and dried.
My perfume became musty
For lack of care and tenderness.
I watered my vines with my tears
But over time the well ran dry
Till all was wasted, wild and chaotic,
Like my memories of you.
Your apology came too late as
The garden was already destroyed by neglect.
Such a loss....
So sweet the wine ...
So bitter the aftertaste.
Changed my mind
And I forgot you over time,
But when I did remember
A flood of tears would fall.
An aching deep, an anger strong,
But other people knew all along
The way to keep me here.
Other people cared
Other people loved
Other people showed up...
And the tears dried, crusty on my face, washed clean, raw...
But smiling now and happy, somehow
able to forgive and wish you well.
The loss was yours after all.
I can do alone.
I have been alone all my life.
Sometimes people can be surrounded by friends or family
And still be alone.
I create my mind’s
personal prison to find solitude and listen to my inner voice
“You were always low on the ladder, so you are used to being stepped on”.
I must remember to stay strong and not to break.
I can do alone.
I lost you because you were not mine to begin with.
We had our own lives....
different and distant.
I was not enough to pull you from her.
You were growing and changing with each new day until I hardly knew you.
I should have told you how I felt from the beginning.
I should have let you see my tears.
I should have pulled my hair out and beaten my chest wildly...
If only I had..
I would take you back today if you could say the words,
but you are a silent stone
And I remain forever in
I miss you
I miss resting my head on your shoulder
And hearing your heartbeat in the night.
I miss tasting the warmth of your full lips
enfolded completely in your strong arms.
I miss your smile and your kind eyes,
Your wistful gaze of longing fixed on mine.
I miss you everywhere forever and always.
I am soggy spaghetti and jello for you.
Behind my steel facade I am faded curtains
Drawn to hide desire.
I am done for.
Catch me before it is too late....
In the end I could not live
With betrayal and loss.
Everyday grief became my
Until there was no sunlight
In my world.
All my leaves dropped
Until I was only bare naked
Frozen faced and sinking.
Then blackness engulfed me
And I was gone,
But the girl who replaced me is a stronger person, a new spirit , a gifted angel.
I am reborn now, whole of heart and ready to fly, fearing nothing.
I rise from the ashes.
A wish for every star,
A star for every wish...
Wishing that I was enough for you,
Make that star number one.
Wishing that you were a better man,
Make that star number two.
And the million stars left I give to all the children yet unborn,
To live in joy, to never cry,
To never weep, to never mourn.
I wish my tears would find you
And bind you to my soul.
I wish for you a life of love
A pulsing passion
And a beating heart.
Love so intense it spins planets.
Love so bright it lights a galaxy.
This I wish you...
Hideaway for a day
I would hide away
From the day I was beaten
By the very people
Who should love you the most.
If that day never existed
I would still believe
That God is good
And a day is worth living.
I would believe that people can love truly and deeply.
I would trust ...love...hope...care...
I would dare...
If I could...
Someone told me today
“Grief is the price you pay for loving someone”.
When you have lost someone with whom you shared a love,
No matter how brief or lopsided it was,
Your grief is a veil to shield you
From the peering eyes of the now
So you can live in the shadows of then.
So love your grief as you once loved your life.
It is your food, your balm and your companion.
To have been alone for so long..
To have felt your soul sinking in the silence ...as you sat on the stairwell at midnight ....
Wondering who you are and why you are here,
Was bearable until today,
When a wild and passionate spirit
Knew me...loved me...so I thought.
Bearable until the hour was over
And I knew that I was one of many faces so desired.
Embarrassing to have been so stupid and not to have known...
That I will always be alone.