Loneliness..., undo your fist, Let me go. Euphoria is calling. Like a grabby leopard, Melancholy clasped my senses... Chewing me ceaselessly. Wake me up with your panacean touch, Make me believe it was a nightmare! Let me savour the elixir from your lips, Heal my wound, glue the broken pieces again. Euphoria, hold my hand, Take me away from this gloomy world, To the moony island of peace and joy. From the drizzling moonl...
Anticipation The excitement starts weeks away. We discuss the dates of our next encounter. Both our busy lives leave little time to see each other, but we carve out a little slice. Sometimes, it's a big slice. That makes me grin, as the tickets are purchased. Each day I wake knowing I'll see her again. The weeks go by and none of the little things matter. Perhaps I'm just sappy, but as the days count off one by one and my...
Faraway and yet so close, a phone call or text message away. The one who makes me laugh, and has me feeling great about myself. While others want to cause tears and pain. They try to grow seeds of nothingness, and attack my self worth. He brings me joy and happiness, where before there was pain, and depression. My own ray of sunshine, on cloudy days. My confidant in all things. My sanity through all the chaos and discord....
You are my angel You are my queen You are my best friend You are my joy You are my pride You are my soul You are my heart beat You are my light You are the beautiful flower You are my baby girl You complete me you are the breath in my lungs the blood in my veins You are care taker of my heart You truly make me tick You are my baby girl And most of all you are my love I love you baby girl Don't ever forget that I love you...
... she dances in the driveway, sun creating a long shadow foretelling the woman to come. the song she sings would not be considered appropriate for joyous dancing by all who live here. she sings anyway because it seems right to her... in her joy, in her innocence. oh please, god, let her keep that heart. let her dance always to all songs in deep joy. let her always know her dance is beautiful. she is beautiful.
Another day has come to life. The sun has risen into the sky. Do you feel the joy in the air? Do you see the beauty? There are angels in our lives. There are people we fail to recognize. But, for today, let us remember the good, And let us forget the pain. Let us stand together, Side by side, under the bright sunlight. Let us share the moment Together for the rest of our lives. The sun sets behind the mountain peaks, And...
Know euphoria, know the joy,Play with life as if it was a toy. Watch the sunsets, wait for dawn,Know that someday our lives will be gone.There is no worry, no sorrow in sight,We play in daylight, we play in the night. Childlike jubilance fills up our days,Petals of rapture will litter our ways.Ecstasy captures our hearts in its grip,Life if a pleasure, a treasure filled trip.We skip our way through paths of glory,Create o...
Rambling rovers we may well beThe world is ours to roam, you seeTo spend our lives in ecstasyEnjoying life so gay and free. That was the map we made beforeTo travel wide from shore to shoreAnd open every secret doorEach hidden path we would explore. The future may be blocked by fateAnd something might just close the gateYour given span may be too straitTomorrow's plan may come too late. Live now and know that you have won...
How was I to know When I boarded that big metal bird My happiness would soar on wings that roared Leap of faith that left me breathless and wanting more A weightless rush of joy I fell down my own rabbit hole Adrenalin kick for sure as I rode dorothy's twister north My yellow brick road paved gold floating on cloud filled skies Heart in my throat as those wings gave a jerk Descending to a snowy landscape below Heart beat...
The yearning never endsThe path is fraught with pain The tenderness is goneWhy do they feel no shame Now let us sing out loudNow open up our heartsNow touch the peace withinAnd we shall mend their souls Across the land we soarWith wings of faith and joyTo spread the sounds of loveAmongst the living dead They stretch their empty handsThey catch our tears of lifeThey grow and see once moreThe visions of the whole Throughout...
What is the feeling inside me So strange This silly smile plastered to my face I am deaf to all but his voice Ringing through my mind like wind through the trees I am struck dumb No words can I utter Just sit in wonder No conscious thought Just a rapturous glow Basking in the divine Sitting here on cloud nine The world seen through new eyes Everything a kaleidoscope of colors Sunbeams Falling leaves Blooming flowers Shoot...
Where My Soul Is Housed Brooding into dawn and the last flexible patchesOf goldenrod, I am singing something even I can’t followWhere motes of light hang over the edge of waterAnd a rose finch has flown away with my dreamsTension in the hush— in the wind-blown longingDesperate for the burn and my innocent refrainFor just one tree with a wealth of applesOr the blooming I still run to the hills forI watch as milkweed fans a...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.So bright the birch leaves on my lawn,So soft their drift in weak sun's blaze;A spark of flame on Autumn's breath,Now damping down with faerie glaze.I scuff my boots through pixie tracks(The little gits keep sneaking throughMy lovely lawn, all dew-bejewelled;I wish they wouldn't, but they do).Behold! What's this? A mushroom huge...
This musing only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Sometimes I feel that the world is a graceless place. Well, alright, I always feel that. For me, every day is a task that I cannot look forward to. But there is no way to rearrange my knickers drawer in procrastination of meeting the morning (or afternoon, on my days off), and I am lacking the ability to pull a sickie and tell...
How can I reconcile the two? Happiness and the urge to grieve. One is a dream at last come true. One is horrible to believe, By both I was filled with treasure, From both I derived a pure bliss. Meeting one has brought me pleasure. Losing one has brought me distress. We are left with the world we have With blessings and pain still around. How can this be, what is the salve, Why should we not have joy abound? One journey t...
