My eyes are drawn to the road to my door
The path long, snow filled,
I keep looking for you,
Walking down the road coming home to me
Yet you do not even know where I live now
Yet I expect you non the less, come find me
I await you, you and nothing else
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
I have never known anyone like you
The regret I feel for us ending is real
That is just the beginning of how I feel
I miss our creations, our union
The sounds you made in bed, almost not human
That makes me smile like your butterfly
And you know why
I am thinking I might not be done with you
The dizziness still hits me when
I remember our times together- and not just us two
You were one of US, our family- it included you
We all miss you, we often speak of you
And now you re appear and our happy times are again within view
I sigh, I wonder could we make it together- try again
I miss you~
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 6:11 PM UTC
That heavy yet relieving sigh
Where did that come from?
I sit and I wonder why!!!
I was talking to a nice guy..
Was that it? Was that a guy sigh??
Oh My!
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 1:48 PM UTC
The ONE worth my words, emotions and soul
Where is the one for me to behold?
Someone for me to be bold with
To share my true self with?
Where is HE?
The man with fresh conversations, new daily plans
The man who likes to make things with his hands
A man who likes to hear my poetry, feels my words
maybe even bring him to his knees
Where is THIS man for me?
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
Waves ran wild across vibrations of metal
Like a guitar playing under an ocean wave
Carrying the purpose and dream of one man
A piece of metal of a surgery gone wrong
Saved, an outer symbol, the only one
I dreamed about it last night
This man, his piece of metal
As I am a water creature, a fish very true
I picked up the symbol and attached it to a compass
This compass does not move, mixed in place forever
A symbol of his attitude
His direction will not waiver, this is his truth
I handed it back to him as a gift of gratitude
An example he is of strength and determination
And for that I have admiration~
Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
when I broke my ribs I could no longer
chop my wood, shoot my gun or beat my drum
Healing takes time and I need a way to thump
I need twang, thumps and ca-chings
I thought how can I be musical and do my thing
I can't beat on much of anything!
Movement makes my ribs scream!
Enter my new friend TAMBOURINE!
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 8:43 PM UTC
He came with room for memories to be had
His hand opening with a place for me to be kept
But I am aware that his memory stick wanted me bad
Come to my home, be open and free
But do not come with a memory stick you want to fill up with ME!
This day and age of fast computer stuff..
Someone can walk right in, plug in a stick and steal your life
Be aware when people come to play and ask to use your computer for just a moment to show you something cool...they might have other plans for what your computer holds...
Keep them at bay
Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
He just needs someone
It does not seem to matter WHO
As long as Someone is there for him to talk to
It used to be me, that someone he spoke to everyday
I thought our conversations were special, our time unique
But in the end he just needed just ANYBODY to hear him speak
He has filled the void my leaving has left
He no longer calls because he feels the world is deaf
He found another to take his grief off his chest
In the end I know this is right, my leaving was best
I ended my disillusion that I could make everything alright
He never heard a word I said
He never showed me he understood, just played dead
I know that right now he is talking to her
Some stranger that in reality is a blur
Just someone, anybody to hear his voice
Without much thought he picked her, his choice
She is someone who listens to him
But does he ever hear her?
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 6:19 PM UTC
Dimples appear when thoughts of you near
Twitches of corners of my mouth come out
Little giggles occur, a sway with the tunes playing
Gentleness hits my chest
I smile
Your the best
Someday soon I will smile all over you
I hope it sticks like glue
; )
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 3:26 PM UTC
He says all the right things
He helps in all the right ways
My issue is
Not the right man
I sit in a daze
Try as I might
I can not see myself holding that tight
He says all the right things
Does the chopping of the wood
Builds the fire, keeps it going
That is good
But only physically in the furnace
Make that understood
My personal fire is not burning
There is no spark
I cannot be part of that
I can pretend no longer
That all the right words is what I want or wanted
I need that spark inside that leaves me haunted
I need to feel connected in a way that burns into me
But unfortunately I do not feel that -Yet he peruses me
He sees a bright future for the two of us together
To me it looks pretty dim~
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 12:39 PM UTC