He blew in on what appeared to be a gentle breeze. Little did either detect the tsunami that was to follow. He brought Oz trailing behind him. Everything turned technicolor when he tipped his hat. Each blink revealed that twinkle in his eye and the flash when he grinned was contagious.
In Oz the sun is warmer, the rain gentler, the sleep sounder. In Oz the words that come easily unfold without effort but everything can be said with only a look and a sigh or even a touch.
He isn't aware of his departure,  disappearing as fluidly as he first appeared with the technicolor cape billowing and folding in on itself. Like he has jumped into a black hole ....or....he finally found the magic to make that carpet  fly like we always joked about........only he's just returned to the emerald city (not really (-; ) Bright  lights beam in that emerald city while I remain in the black and white version of Oz

Tangled in the twine

      of the title wife.

Not knowing

     what to be

Always for show

     but not for real

A useful item

     when used
     with
     proper intent
     and purpose.

A tie that binds.

     Bound.

The ropeburns shine

     Ablaze on my heart and mind

My love
a quiver
of broken arrows
each head
destined
to miss
its mark

The lapping of the water
as the waves  lick the lake shore
leaves me feeling lonely
wondering where my rudder is
to steer me through
the murky waters ahead
Lost within the moon glow
under a sapphire sky
I shudder and shake
withholding the tears I cannot cry

A nasty round of Keep-away
     has begun this day
So tired in this game of Life
     with edges sharper than a knife

               I've been through the ringer
                      hit with a stinger
               A runner in a race
                     though I was never informed of the chase.

Obstacle course
Dodge ball
Blind man's bluff
Hide-n-seek
Pin-the-tail on the Donkey (that would be me....tee hee)
Poker
Sorry

Now it appears
     my injured heart is to be stabbed with spears
As you land that plane
     In my domain

               No more crashes of hot-wheel cars
                    we stay away as we gaze at the same stars
               On this trapeze I've lost my net
                    leaving me with much to fret

Wanting to be *******

With winding ropes

Woven on your loom

See the mangle
As you dangle
In the tangle

The web of lies
Just multiplies
The wails and cries

Jaws sink deep
The blows cheap
Preventing sleep

Tend the fire
Of all desire
While I tire

Roll the dice
See the slice
My heart of ice