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Clair Meyrick Dec 2015
She sits there waving at the moon.
Do you think she can see me?
She wonders what she's doing
Do you think she is smiling down at me?
I do hope she's awake
I'm sure she's waving back at me
Do you think we can help her down tonight
For even though she's out of sight
I can see her in my minds eye
Reaching out
Even though she can't stay
Do you think she could watch me play?
Just for a little while
It really would make my day
She sits there waving at the moon
Maybe we can see her soon?
I do hope she is waving back at me
When you look down
I'm sure you'll notice me
Sitting here waiting patiently.
Clair Meyrick Dec 2015
Goodbye
I shall leave my memories where they belong
You tear me apart
Don't haunt me with our history
Be present in the future
Don't leave me to bleed
Tears
For the days that I'll miss
Sigh with the hope that given time
We will look into the past of better times
Be proud that we did all we could
The ripples echoing
We changed the world
Didn't we?
Clair Meyrick Dec 2015
I am walking down the road in the footsteps of my former self
Retracing yesterday
feeling the stabbing pains
Tears pricking my eyes
cheeks burning red
Cold sweat on hot skin
My bones worry with the weight of the world planted squarely upon my shoulders
Wearing the words of spite that sting my flesh
I cover my ears so that the silence deafens me
I have been walking away forever
feet bleeding their taunts
My hands held out palms up
Ready to receive their leftovers
There I was standing out ... and not fitting in
Did I scare all of you with my quiet acceptance ?
I was your muse
your amusement to get you out of the predicament
That meant I was the punch bag for your discontent.
Clair Meyrick Dec 2015
Count to ten
Click your heels
Then wave a magic wand
Take my hand
Hold on tight
As we unravel the rope
Hurry hurry
Roll up roll up
Maybe click our fingers in unison
Giggles bubble up
Escaping....mixing with air
Gather up the tears that fall at your feet
I'll patch up your grazes
You will help me out of scrapes
Hair flowing down my back
As the wind kisses my cheek
We sneak out into the dark
You saw my dreams in the dappled light
I could read your mind through my little eye
Clair Meyrick Nov 2015
To all of you who feel hurt and pain.
Who felt they weren't part of the game.
Who felt so ashamed.
When they were called a name.

Who felt the stab of pain.
With everything to lose and nothing to gain.
Who thought they were to blame.
And they were the ones who weren't sane.

Who feel they cause the pain.
Names branded on skin by the heat of a flame.
They wanted you to be the same.
Toe the line fit the frame.

You don't have to feel the pain.
No longer need to feel the shame.
The fact that you are not the same.
Makes you special worth more than just a name.
Clair Meyrick Nov 2015
Motherless rudderless
There is no one to steer this boat.
We are still anchored in the past
Exactly where she dropped it.
Moss grows old
Rust corrodes
But time doesn't erode
Clair Meyrick Nov 2015
Train pulls in as two hearts stop
Voices break as tears stream
down the tracks
Electricity crackles through the live rail
Love wants to revive the life from the dying embers
They stand there as the mist clears
Torn apart as the door slams shut.
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