my name
a whisper
sweet and warm
just to hear
its  melody
you told
and fill the air
of you

your name
a whisper
sad and painful
just to hear
its melody
a memory
to fill the void
you left

Be an individual,
Make your own choices,
Create your own beauty,
Don't let anyone determine who you are,
Do it for yourself.
Beauty is everywhere if you ask me,
But TRUE BEAUTY;the real deal,
The ideal kind,
Is not everywhere,
Its ignored,simply because its not easy to attain
True beauty is knowing who you are,
Defining yourself,accepting yourself and loving yourself.
Being loved by the whole world at the expense of your own dignity is NOTHING close to being beautiful.
Be who you really are,love yourself before you start searching for love,only then will you know by which standards to actually live.

In the illustrious pedway
I'll make my headway
Amor and peace today
Never to forget it- touch
And pet it because tommorrow
Just might not be here, I will
Throw away my fears, and forgive
Those who have caused me tears-
And make forgiveness my standard.
Ready always to give an answer
For what is my lively
Hope- giving Hello's and
Thanks to folks, on this splendid
Walking trail. Holding faith inside
My Grail, comfort in all detail- only
Arrives from heaven, and derives
From the sensitive cosmic sky's.

There's a secret men's club,
Of men at the pub,
We are men, we drink beer,
Loud laughter over here,
Slap shoulders, cheers,
We are men, we drink beer,
Bring the barmaid over here,
Let's drink beer, cheers,
Loud laughs and leers,
"I'll give you one, my dear!"
Men laugh, say, "Hear, Hear!"
Chicks walk by smiling,
What are babes thinking?
"Underwhelming,
Have a look at them,
They're no excuse for men!"
Men laugh and don't care,
More beers over here,
There's a secret men's club,
All the men down at the pub.

He was so very ordinary.
No movie star  looks about him.
Not my type at all really.
But he waited outside
My small flat in the
torrential Seattle rain
day after day.
Drenched to the skin
until I gave  in.
He just wore me down….

I have no idea why
I married him.
Perhaps because he
cried when Bambi's
mother died.
Or because
he was so gentle.
And I Knew he
would never try
to Control me.

He made me laugh.
Always knowing how
to turn around
my many dark moods
So often sad and broken.
How did he
always make me
feel so beautiful.?

Even when
the sickness came.
He tried to
hide it from me.
But I knew….I knew.

I have lost him now
And my world
is not such a happy place.

Over the passing years.
I have acted out the
Choreographed movements
Of love with other imposters.
But.
When the evening shadows
turned to darkness.
And I was alone
In my bed.
It was you.
Always you honey.
Only you.
Knew how
to fix me,

I felt the sudden change in the air
As icy breath clung I was made aware
Outside my window the shadows fell
But it was too early for night to tell
Still it was cold and dark I know
Then came that knock upon the door
"Thomas , whom I come looking for
Won't you open up for evermore ?"

I shook with fear , for all the years
Suddenly I was filled with tears
I had always made my covered bed
And in absolution I held my head
Still you have no earthy clue
When comes that knock upon the wood
"Thomas , oh Thomas ,  if you would
Unbolt the lock now if you could."

I stood in silence , made not a sound
But by the shadow upon the ground
I knew he waited so patiently
Waiting ! Waiting , there for me
"Come Thomas , the seconds few
You cannot avoid what's in store for you
Do not bother looking for the key
For I have kept it safely here with me ."

I said I was not afraid of Death
That I would not bend in my final breath
Then I remembered my father's passing
How the stillness became so everlasting
And I knew I was no more special
That life is certainly full and spacial
So I opened up the door
"I am Thomas , the Thomas of whom you do implore ."