It takes a heart that's sewn into a sleeve,
to conquer the battle of impatience.
Selfless in hope for the a smile of a love.
with too many words to blanket this Earth.


and it takes a spirit that is entirely free,
to derail itself from tracks of worry.
and end up on the path where trust is a friend
.where hope is the rain pouring down.


It takes a soul who has been crushed to its core,
to build walls around love of appreciation.
when the minute hand ticks to tell you "give in"
But you can't let negativity win.


but mostly it takes a heart full of fire,
to be willing to love as hard as it can,
when in only a second, it can shatter at hand...
loving true, is to free your mind and let your heart escape.

Life has run away from me as I play this game of chance.
One at a time you have fallen before me, you fabled soulmates.
The scars run deep, my heart crusted over with the soles of those
who have so carelessly trod on my lifeblood.

You who have made me, could you not have shown me the danger of a love untrue?
I have been chained to the players of hearts throughout all time.
You have been quiet for too long.  Can you not hear my call?
Why do you keep silent in my time of need? Why do I not hear your comfort, your voice?

My soul calls out to find a love that binds with more than a gilded ring,
created from a spirit so true, intertwining with mine and becoming my own.
I’ve searched my whole life through for such a love;
one who is drawn to the life and soul of the me within.

With timeless secrets of years gone past,
you came whispering.

Yes, I remember you well, the curves of your face, your kiss,
your smell and look of love.
A lifetime ago now, I have visited that memory often in my dreams,
always trying to forget that moment in time.

Echoes of yesterday resonate within these empty walls
reminding me of the past I’ve left behind.
How different life with mercy could have been;  
kindness and compassion lacking, though pain remains.

Looking back I wonder, what life I could have made with you?
I grieved long over the image that soured long ago.
You claiming a life of love, betraying yourself and your beliefs,
yet breaking free from pain is what I choose to recall.

Seeing you now, I wonder how I could have believed that you
could have lifted me through this life,
and carried me though all that I have seen,
given me all that I’ve needed?
How could I have known you were not that strong?

Long road, cool ocean's sun
Bare feet, warmth, sinks the softness
Drives my soul back home






road trippin (song) - www.youtube.com/watch?v=TYaZdWdhAg8

Poems are like an      energy
pulsing inside of       me
to rid myself of it       i share it
but remember             they are just my     words
and words of               me
i put them here           so you can see

                                      how i am feeling.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand how did I do?