The streets are getting’ empty, and I’m keeping a low profile as I head on down the line, out here on the fringes of the night as the last midnight train pulls out and won’t be back. Finding myself thinking of when I was in that North Country where the la...
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Dear G-d…… Dear G-d…… … Dear G-d… …This is how I addressThe King of the Universe.With hesitation,Trembling and Awe, andUncertainty that my KingEven has an open court. My King of the Universe.My King of My Universe.Where are you?I climb the mountains,Swim...
Contemplating Life And Love
Contemplations on life and love while sitting beside a river.People have many different ways to find peaceWhen living is just becoming too hard to bear,For some it is in sleep, some have a special place,Others seek the company of lighthearted friends,Some settle down with a book, others meditate,And many spoil them...
Her imagination is beautiful So precious in all she isPlease don't change a thing Always wanting a hug and a kissThe stories are endless Changing every timeDancing on a big stage Or singing a nursery rhymeLook momma I'm a princess Later I'll be a kitty or...
Diana Discovers
Diana is in a summer of discovery.It was the summer before her junior year in high school. Diana was unsure of what would happen. She was new here in this small town. Her parents had moved the family to this coastal area as soon as she and her brother had completed school. Now they were g...
Strong heart is beating in a harmony,Each movement set angelically with pride. So subtle that it matches musically,To center stage exquisite form does glideOn pointe, on tiptoe, swaying with the tuneThe wind caresses, gently singing free.So calm her soul...
Anonymous
The only one who truly shares my entire life with…
The people we meet in our lives. They come, they go. Some stay for awhile...The conversations between a professor and a student in and evening class some time ago...The professor said to the students, “Let's play a game. Who'll be the volunteer for it?”Someone came forward, her name was Galaxy.The professor said, “Please list th...
Can you not see, what you do to meYou've taken away all I used to beA fire that once burned so bright Now there's only darkness in the night The tears continue to flow each dayYou persist on pushing us awayA good mom and loving wifeIs all I ever wanted to...
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Shadows are beginning to fall, and I have been sitting here all day, and it all has me wonderin’ if the faithful be rewarded or will they be passed by and end up in the pitching queues for the gallows yelling and singing praise for the hallowed? Still, th...
I'm tired of being made a foolof those silent nightsmaking my mind think terrible wordsa friendship blossomingbut just like the flowers that grow with waterit all withers and dies in the endwords once spokenof opening oneself to a brave new world of someo...
Memories in a cloud
what do you see in cloudsRichard lay down on the grass in the garden holding a chewed ball, looking up at the clouds. Seeing the familiar shapes floating past.He watched a Rocketship float passed, a shark swimming quickly, and then an image of his old dog.Just for a moment, she...
I drifted to sleep and into a familiar dream.I saw you holding a glass of wine and smiling at a beautiful woman. She was dressed simply yet she was breathtaking. Her eyes were vibrant and honest; her smiles were pure and genuine. She laughed with so much...
Villanelle to Shared Hiraeth
Hiraeth: homesickness for a place which maybe never was; yearning for lost places of your pastNostalgia yearns for places never found,We search in hope, with joy, and trusting sighs;Hiraeth is ours, both souls are homeward bound. The hollow echoes with a birdlike sound, A song is heard, it crests and gently dies; Nostalgia yearns for places never...
Is this Really the End?
I am just me, I refuse to change.Do you not see what you've done to meMy heart breaking into tiny pieces From words that have been said Once a friendship that never ceasesA void is left where once was full Of a love so gentle and pure That was growing into the night Now left everything u...
Following these old railroad tracks and hearing thunder rolling out on the horizon, and it sounds like heavy guns that if caught by could tear me apart instead of having me standing here thunderstruck. Wondering what I can do and if I would have some help...