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Jan 19 Ayla Grey

Todd Sommerville

My darling Jenny
this poem's for you,
A birthday promise, you can hold me to.

No amount of years will change
my love for you.

I miss your smile,
when you're not near,
and your voice is the one I always long
to hear.

I see your blue eyes
every night in my mind,
I feel your kiss, and I hear your sighs.

I long for you each and every day.

And when you are in my arms,
I always want you to stay.

So don't dread getting older,
or fret grey hairs and lines.

You'll remain young forever,
here in my mind.

Happy Birthday Baby!

I'll always Love You!

So me and my girl are in a long distance relationship
it's not as bad as it sounds she's only 200 miles away. And I visit her often.

We've been together for 8 years now
But we've know each other since we were 17.
Anyway I tried to order flowers for her birthday
and they didn't arrive as planned.
She said just write me a poem Babe.
To which I replied that's so easy Honey,
every love poem I write is for you.
So this is the end result. I made a video too
but that's something I can only share with her.

#true #love #relationships #birthdays #getting #older

Jan 17 Ayla Grey

JUST DESSERTS

Jan 17 Ayla Grey

Lori Jones McCaffery

JUST DESSERTS

America will now get what it voted for-
What it wanted more than decency.
It will unfold for 200 weeks.
Wish I didn’t have to be here to watch.
ljm

Getting it all out of my system.

Jan 17 Ayla Grey

INDIGO

Jan 17 Ayla Grey

Lori Jones McCaffery

INDIGO

A morning of overcast sky in Nevada
Is very like landscapes painted by El Greco.
Cobalt sky smeared with silver gray shadows
In a candy floss tumble of gunmetal clouds
Gives a subtle light that makes things mysterious
And creates a canopy of comfort for a winter day.
ljm

Even gloomy days are beautiful here. The light is just different and magical.

Jan 17 Ayla Grey

LEARNING

Jan 17 Ayla Grey

Lori Jones McCaffery

LEARNING

You’re never going to have the cake
Learn to like the taste of bread.

You’re never going to wear diamonds
Learn to appreciate cut glass.

You’re never going to hear applause
Learn to marvel at the stillness.

You’re never going to win the gold
Learn to admire the shine of copper.

You’re never going to be adored
Learn to love just being liked.

You’re never going to live forever
Learn to be your best today.
ljm

One outta six ain't too bad.

Jan 16 Ayla Grey

While She Dances

Jan 16 Ayla Grey

Todd Sommerville

While She Dances

She dances through my mind on a song,
Yet defined.
By words, to describe my love for her.

Let me strum another line,
Maybe a verse will come in time,
While she dances.

While she dances,
and dances,
to my wordless melody.

Her beauty it taunts me,
and her smile it haunts me.

For my words could never flow,
as easily as she-
While she dances.

While she dances just for me,
it now becomes so clear to see.

I need no words, for she-
She,

Is the living lyric in this,
Lovers melody.

https://youtu.be/vbWVRJ2ClPk?feature=shared
This poem has been added to my You Tube channel
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Thanks

#love #romance #music #beauty

Jan 16 Ayla Grey

Last Christmas

Jan 16 Ayla Grey

Todd Sommerville

Last Christmas

Snow falls softly,
as I stare out the window
into the silver moonlit night and think of you.

Ghosts of Christmas past haunt my memories.

Alone on Christmas Eve, are you?

My heart lies in sympathy,
but my mind knows the truth.

Tomorrow will be my last Christmas.

No presents, no carols, no feast.
Just one last day alone before I find release.

Merry Christmas I do wish you well.
Happy New Year too.

As for me.

Tonight I'll sleep forever,
it's over, It's done, I'm through.

I wrote this poem after reading an article about
depression and the holidays.
And how the suicide rate goes up every year during this time.
So if you know someone who's alone for the holidays or suffers from depression pay them a visit or a call it could make a bigger difference than you could possibly imagine.
And if your alone or depressed, don't be afraid to reach out for help.
call a friend or call the Suicide Prevention Hotline
(988) or 1-800-273-8255

So JAMESB left info in the comments for anyone in the UK in need of help.

If anybody else wants to add this type of info from their home country please feel free to do so in the comments. Or message me directly and I'll add it here.

#holidays #depression #suicide #help

Jan 13 Ayla Grey

88% Of Men Get Their First Bouquet Of Flowers When They Die

Jan 13 Ayla Grey

Thirty Nine

88% Of Men Get Their First Bouquet Of Flowers When They Die

More Flowers Than I've Ever Seen
Presented Before Me
As If They Were Apologies
For Ignoring Me
I Think I Would've Liked Them When I Was Alive Though

Jan 13 Ayla Grey

Grey Day

Jan 13 Ayla Grey

Boris

Grey Day

This grey day
I have not even my shadow
for company

#haiku

Jan 13 Ayla Grey

Growth

Jan 13 Ayla Grey

Germaine

Growth

Within my fallen body,
Roots will thrive.

And in them, I am alive.

As old as my arms reach,
They will bare the fruit of all that has come before me.

I shall feed to the next generation of disciples,
The sugars that are born from this forgotten language.

And there we will all rise,
as we flow back down the river line.

This unfortunately was brought on and inspired by a Kanye song

#trees

Jan 13 Ayla Grey

Artifacts

Jan 13 Ayla Grey

Heidi Franke

Artifacts

I was sent
to a dark room
From your words.
Littered on the couch
Spilled into the air
Dark-like smells
smudging and
Textures touching
With antipathy for being futile.
       Irrelevant.
That artifact of darkness

I know the unlit
The heavy
      immovable monolith of despair.
Fence sitting for days
In Wait for a shape of
intentional light.
Incremental, as it
Fractured the silence.
That burrowed through
Despondent dirt
down Here.

I saw you flick past
a sliver of
Shiny coins
Alarmed by their details,
Lost in remnants
Of absurdity
As the cloudless score
rounded the sharp
        edges
That softened
        your eyes
       as you peeked outside.

This came to mind after reading 3 strong words of a poet on HP.

#dark #futility #silencio #despair #light #smudge #room #irrelevant #intentional #peek