Sadness
It began as emotion,
More than you should bare.
It surfaced as tears.
Pure, fresh, and full of feeling.
It showed me your true self.
Innocent…….vulnerable……caring.
How can someone SO beautiful
Have so much pain inside?
It urges me to fold my arms
Around your graceful body,
Hold you close, and whisper
That all will soon be fine.
They say “experience the hurt,
To appreciate the pl...
Saturday 7th March 2009 8:49 am
The Beggar Man
He wanders so, here and there
Walking circles in the air
No direction in this path
He simply views the aftermath
And looks back over many years
Which gave him all those countless fears
And brought him now to when he stands
To see the void which he commands
The sorry shell which he’s become
Contains an endless vacuum
Drawing out his heart and soul
To leave him with a pointless goal
A...
Saturday 28th February 2009 7:18 am
Insight
Sense me.
I am without, I am within.
Know me.
I am the pleasure, I am the sin.
Touch me.
I am the sadness, I am the Joy
Hold me.
I am the man, and I am the boy.
Feel me.
I am the torch, I am the flame.
Trust me.
I am the truth, I am the blame.
See me.
I am the many, I am the one.
Become me.
I am everything, I am none.
©1992
Monday 23rd February 2009 11:21 pm
The pain of separation
Because of you
Eternal bliss seemed possible.
Thoughts of you
Helped me get through each day.
How can we be apart?
And yet, I wake each morning alone
Imagining you’re with me.
Nobody should feel this way.
Except I do.
Should it be like this?
© 2009
Monday 9th February 2009 10:27 pm
Sunset
Bathed in misty fire glow,
It slowly slips out of character
Before the end of the days performance
Cloaks of grey cloud hang
Like attendants in the wind
Waiting to gently spread their arms,
And signal that the evening
Is on it's way.
Bur first, the reddened artist
Peeks from between the dusty layers
And makes a final curtain call,
Warming to the smiles of the audience
Bathed in it's glory.
Then ...
Thursday 5th February 2009 7:56 am
A Memory
Out of sadness came a smile
You then asked me to stay a while
We talked, and laughed, and talked again
Our fingers touched, our hands, and then
It seemed as if we couldn't wait
There was no time to hesitate
For if we let the moment pass
It may well die, like Autumn grass
And fade away to nothingness
A memory........no more.......no less
Tuesday 3rd February 2009 6:13 pm
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