Who knew there could ever
be a heat that would drive out
the memory of your touch?
Yet my soul burns,hotter than
the very fires of hell, with a pain
I cannot control.
It crushes my lungs, until I cannot breathe,
breaks my spirit so that must hold myself
together as I stumble through my darkened world.
To cry would be to let the floodgates open..
not to cleanse, but to drown.
And you are no longer here to save me.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Entitlement
What right do you have
to ask me for kindness
when all you have shown me
is how easily you lie?
The love you professed
nothing but a whim
to keep you company
on a lonely night.
How many others
have you taken in
by the heated charm
that falls (so easily) from your tongue?
Why bother to care
About you and your life
and the damage I could do
when for me, you had none?
to ask me for kindness
when all you have shown me
is how easily you lie?
The love you professed
nothing but a whim
to keep you company
on a lonely night.
How many others
have you taken in
by the heated charm
that falls (so easily) from your tongue?
Why bother to care
About you and your life
and the damage I could do
when for me, you had none?
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Today's theme : Yesterday
I remember when
life was not so difficult
where are those days now?
life was not so difficult
where are those days now?
Monday, May 9, 2011
Today's theme: Trust
A fragile treasure
once lost, not easily found.
Guard it with your life
once lost, not easily found.
Guard it with your life
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Today's theme: Forgiveness
The hardest of words
To feel,to say,and believe
Must come from within.
To feel,to say,and believe
Must come from within.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Today's theme: Sorrow
One last moment shared
No time for a kiss goodbye.
Always in my heart.
No time for a kiss goodbye.
Always in my heart.
Wayward Angel
It is my heaven
to hold you
and watch you sleep
the morning light gentle
across your face
and I wonder how you fell
into my life
so very far from grace
dancing with you
In the garden
under the waning moon
bathed by the light
of a million stars
laughing with the brilliant joy
of being alive
of being in your arms
Your warm touch
your hands on my face
soft, like wings
brushing against my skin
against my soul
my heart skips beats inside my chest
and I never want to let you go
There are no chains
you wont be bound
You may stay,or go
It is my privilege
my gift from above
to earn the trust of a wayward angel
and to return his love.
to hold you
and watch you sleep
the morning light gentle
across your face
and I wonder how you fell
into my life
so very far from grace
dancing with you
In the garden
under the waning moon
bathed by the light
of a million stars
laughing with the brilliant joy
of being alive
of being in your arms
Your warm touch
your hands on my face
soft, like wings
brushing against my skin
against my soul
my heart skips beats inside my chest
and I never want to let you go
There are no chains
you wont be bound
You may stay,or go
It is my privilege
my gift from above
to earn the trust of a wayward angel
and to return his love.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Today's theme : Joy
Shadows and moonlight
fall across your sleeping face;
sunrise so far away.
fall across your sleeping face;
sunrise so far away.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Todays theme : Loss
Today I did two.
Unexpected news
I never saw it coming
That's what they all say
I miss our closeness
your warmth, your tight embraces
oh,scarf,where are you?
Unexpected news
I never saw it coming
That's what they all say
I miss our closeness
your warmth, your tight embraces
oh,scarf,where are you?
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
A new challenge for myself
Today, I have decided to challenge myself to write a single haiku a day, for the next week. I have suffered the loss of my best friend- not to death,but to his own decision- and though I miss him, I have to wish him well on his way. I do not deal with loss very well, and his was sudden, and without warning. Grief comes in stages, and at times I deal with them all in one moment. So to ease my heart, and work through my own issues on this matter, I will, once again, throw myself into my writing.
Today's Haiku
Love cannot linger
in the darkness of men's hearts
where light will not shine
Today's Haiku
Love cannot linger
in the darkness of men's hearts
where light will not shine
Monday, May 2, 2011
The question...
How deafening is this silence,
when I am straining my ears
to hear the words you will not,
or cannot
speak.
Who has a hold on your tongue...on your heart?
What emptiness surrounds me
as I long for the warmth of your voice
the light of your eyes
the solidity of your hand on my skin
Where are those precious whispers
of love and laughter
weaving fantasy and distant reality
into a solitary hope?
When did you stop believing in our dreams?
Why is it so difficult for you
to give such a tiny piece of yourself to me
even knowing I would treasure it,
until I am but ashes on the pyre?
when I am straining my ears
to hear the words you will not,
or cannot
speak.
Who has a hold on your tongue...on your heart?
What emptiness surrounds me
as I long for the warmth of your voice
the light of your eyes
the solidity of your hand on my skin
Where are those precious whispers
of love and laughter
weaving fantasy and distant reality
into a solitary hope?
When did you stop believing in our dreams?
Why is it so difficult for you
to give such a tiny piece of yourself to me
even knowing I would treasure it,
until I am but ashes on the pyre?
Unexpected
Nothing can touch
this ache inside my soul,
and my heart burns
from swallowing too many lies.
You make me feel naked
in a crowded room
Chilled from the wretched air
and the look in your eyes.
Your disregard so unintentional it stings...
this ache inside my soul,
and my heart burns
from swallowing too many lies.
You make me feel naked
in a crowded room
Chilled from the wretched air
and the look in your eyes.
Your disregard so unintentional it stings...