I remember
you & I, everything
beautiful house
children playing,
dog in the yard

You came home
hurried that day
not unusual lately,
I knew what was
happening,
you didn't have to tell me
a single receipt for jewelry,
I didn't receive
a sudden need
...for a portable phone

I fell to my knees
Fervently asking of why
Imploring God,
...begging for a sign

I went to sleep
and in a dream,
all unfolding
saw the whole thing
from above
the truck,
&... details

Never... even.... saw,
that train coming
said ...
...you'd NEVER leave

Then, she...
had the nerve
the audacity
to come to that party,
eat MY food,
drink MY wine
then...
having her "fortune" told,
...by me?

Well...
I knew then,
what I know now,
you never really loved her
you thought the grass
would be so much greener?
....It wasn't

We made New Year
wishing bags,
the kids & I
brown paper ones,
like my heart
filled with dreams
...of a bright New Year

Burst before we had a chance
carried off
in suitcase & goodbye
many tears,  we
yet to cry
tenderly asking,
again of why..

As the proverbial rug
from under my feet
was pulled out,
falling apart
everything I believe
to be the value of my life
gone in a split second
fracturing time
shattered & broken
left in a void
from words left unspoken

You said I'd regret this
as you walked away
I said "No"

"We both will"...

Cherie Nolan © 2016

You are the
         liquid sugar
I rub into
       my skin
soaked
through to my
pores so
deep within
on a cellular
level as I
gulp it down
swish in saliva
in liquid love
          sounds
washed through
my system
in textured
              spin    
you balance
out the thickness
of my insulin
           you
pique
          hot
energies
into blush-fused
                crush
swirling
endorphins
and hormones
in maelstrom rush
my cheeks
on fire,
ripe fruits
drip
          juice
I must
    breathe  
in staccato
to control
         this
  sluice  
But when I
get peak-high
and then
            *****
      so
           low
you harmonize
the taut,
        slick pull
of my
       undertow flow
It's just a matter
of a few
words, syll-a-
bles spoken
velvet-voiced
             cool
smooths
the rough      
of my
     broken
So please
        inject it,
fresh
into the river
of my blood
     Bring it over,
   hot sugar,
before  I
surge
   into
        flood

In this darkly pit
Despair hast made love to mine
Bones, a soul floating hopelessly,
Tired; ready to let go.

Though God reminded me
"Patience mine son"
Patience.

For there's hope afresh
The morrow; Jane, I'll
Forever loveth thee,
Now and always
Betwixt mine
Sorrows.

©Brandon Bagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedicated
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Somehow I keep
Letting you slip
Through my fingers
And under my nose.
Then when you're gone
I don't feel a thing
But your memory lingers,
Like the smoke in the air
That I breathe in my sleep,
I Inhale as much of you
As my lungs can keep,
Until I am thoroughly
And completely choked.
The house is on fire,
But I'll never leave this roast.
I'm just dreaming of you,
As I sleep alone
Inside my burning home

Water  rushing  down  the  drains.
And  through  windswept  country  lanes.

Trees  brushing  water  away  with  their  leaves.
Birds  sheltering  under  the  eaves.

Pools  on  the  lawn  appear.
It,s  a  dreadful  night  I  fear.

Pitch  black  little  to  see.
A  new  day  may  set  us  free.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK.  2016.