I have so many poems in front of me
That may never see the light
Would I have wrote had I known
They'd be laid by the wayside

All with the best intentions
To bring them to fruition
But alas today's the day
Of more subtraction than addition

Sitting patiently in the docket
Awaiting on their turn
A turn that never seems to come
Another lesson to be learned

But still a hope in hand is held out
For the day my thoughts run dry
And I'll go back to where I left them
On the wayside of poetic life

Nothing haunts us
Like the words we didn't say.
                                                       (K R W)

when the sun rises and my thoughts stir
its not of past daggers nor stolen memories that arise
but its your liberating hazel eyes
accompanied by your adorable moans and endearing sighs

you raised my spirits and elevated my soul
as you rose like vapor from the dew on the ground
and as you first deflected that single follicle on the tip of my nasal path
i sensed that you and i had not merely met by chance

and as i breathed you in and your phase changed
you had entered a part of me that had been abandoned
then you condensed as our souls collided
and you and i were no longer divided

Strolling on unknown streets
Ignoring strange glances
Neglecting salty sweat stains
I pick up pace gasping for air
How about I surprise you with something!

Clickety click on my phone
Oh there's time, I can take a jigety jog
Scorching sun, racing vehicles, smoky air, dusty path
I walk and walk and walk
Up, down, across
My thirsty throat calls for a drink
But I have no time to think

Here is where I can get the play doh
Wow, moulds, roller, cutter and more
Some flourescent sheets for craft
And a new book hows that
Done so where's the next one
Ah, there I see, hunky dory
Two perfect caps and some body lotion will just do
All done now all I do is run
Back to school... back to school as fast as I can
Common legs! Ignore the pain just think you can

I enter the gate and you steal a quick glance of me
Oh man, but there is another minute or two to be
You tap on the glass and sob in tiny tears
I rush within to pick you up and help you let go off your fears
Some words, a hug and few kisses do the rest
You see the bags in my hand and smile your best
A teary thank you and a happy one
Now lets go home, school is done

the mind frame is pure
thoughts as white as snow
feelings are vibrant and cured
serenity attains a free flow.

Your eyes are still the same grey-blue
In every way you are still you.
Yet your smile’s not warm, your voice not soft
You’re not sending, my heart aloft.
"I love you, I always will"
Yet looking at you, my heart lies still.

I guess we truly, weren’t meant to be,
Since there nothing between you and me.
Not kindness, nor friendship, nor even lust,
I was right, and all is dust.