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 Mar 2015
Joe Cole
Ten years ago today I said goodbye to Tess my golden Labrador

*Tess was fourteen when I had to say goodbye
When I got up on that morning I knew
She looked at me with her sad brown eyes
Said its time to let me go
Time to hold me, kiss me, send me on my way
Tears were in my eyes as I held her close
Not tears of shame but salt tears of remorse
Could I have done any more
To prolong that doggy life
Probably not, she knew it was her time to die
I held her close as the young vet slid the needle in
And just before she breathed her last
She lifted her head and layed it on my arm
Salt tears on my cheeks as I said my last goodbye
Ten years ago today when my Tess breathed her last
But now the Mollie dog is fading
Grey faced instead of black
I know the bitter tears will come again
When she takes her final rest
Saying goodbye to Tess hit me hard, saying goodbye to Mollie dog my constant companion of eight years will be harder
 Mar 2015
Raven
Today feathers slipped from my mouth
Galaxies of bruises spread across my skin
And I became content with my body for a fleeting moment
But I can't tell you that.

Today someone cut my skin with scissor-sharp words
I felt the pressure of everything crushing me
And I aced a science test.
But I can't tell you that.

Today I realized that I feel like the only person in my universe
I missed the soft touch of your skin
And I felt sorry for myself
But I can't tell you that.

Today I tasted molten gold
Silver cascaded from the sky, similar to stars
And I wanted to kiss you
But I can't tell you that.

Today my fingers tapped the censored keys
I had an empty conversation with you
And I worried about our survival
But I can't tell you that.
 Mar 2015
Poetic T
I was a cuckoo in a lovely little
House, I went around in circles
Again and again
"Co-ck-ooooooooo"
"C-ockoo-ooooooo"
"Cockoooooooo­o"
That's what I always said,
Do you know how sad I get,
I want to jump,
I want to fly
But the only thing I do is
Cuckoo,
Cuckoo,
Cuckoo,
How time flies, but I will never know.
I am stuck in the little house,
Nailed,
Stuck,
Prisoner
To time, tempted every hour
To leave this place, my wings do flap
But when the clock ends its
****,
****,
****,
I am ruthlessly dragged in to this prison
To once again be driven around
Every moment of my existence
Is but a moment a hand turning
On a clock, Tick, Tock
I am  cuckoo, I show
You the moments passing of time,
But I will release my call every
Time its needed, I'm a cuckoo after all, a
Singer of moments that pass every hour in time.
The poor little bird eternity's teller and prisoner of time
 Mar 2015
Terry Collett
How are things
on your side
of the fence or curtain,
my son?

I think of you
quite often
as well you know
I guess.

Do you visit me
as I sleep or sit
at my PC
tapping in my words
and you stand there
as you used to do
gazing over
my shoulder
with your silent presence?

When I visit your grave
to bring flowers
or stand and talk
are you there
as I stand and stare?

I think your are
and when I walk away
back along the path
between graves
having sighed
and secretly cried
I imagine you
walking there
by my side.
A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
 Mar 2015
South-by-Southwest
You cain't go back
to yesterday's dawn
by adding another verse
to an old song

When time was by my side
we galloped through the years
Now the time shows and slows
and disappears

"Where has time flown ?"
is but an insult to youthful plea
protagonist to the old
and just echoes in me

While love was delegated ,
regulated , copulated . . .
it became sedimentated ,
heated , then pressurized

It became cold marble
entombed in ways
that now are just
memorried
 Mar 2015
Miss Havisham
Tea time is not how it used to be,—
full of gaiety and life.
Only now, it's full of woe,
and tears drip into my cup.
One day, perhaps soon,
all alone, tea time shall return again—
to being a cheerful occasion.
I go on thinking what tea time could have been like.

-M.H.-
 Mar 2015
AprilDawn
my aching mind
races
through the places
I have
lived
from young  girl
new wife
baby in life
am I doing this right
these question  burned holes in my
head
early widow
murdered mate
fear and loss  
stomped me like a
a buffalo
start a  chapter anew
didn't know what to do
just keep head up
look for the light
somehow it will be alright
another partner
from school bus days
makes his way into
my heart
more love
scary accident
crushes my body
just for awhile
daughter marries
changes change again
sometimes
at night
the pretty lights
keep me
Awake
A sleepless  night's  ramblings
 Mar 2015
Poetic T
Death is a perfume
That can be smelt
Any time in life.

For the odor is
Death telling us
That the string is
Now cut on this life.

The perfume of
Death invites many
To stay, to dispose
Of this shell,
To let the nature
Take it away.

The perfume of
Death is always
Around, as long
As those living
Pass and the
Shell does decay.
Today was the morning like other days
but I cannot focus my mind just strays
the empty bowl stings with dull pain
like her would be none ever again!

I light the gas and look around
for her purr’s faintest sound
seek in air a long known smell
silky caress of a raised up tail!

Two deep blue eyes don’t beg of me
to love for love given freely
morn’s kitchen is only grey
where she haunts from yesterday!

These winter days she craved me close
if I refused lap sighed morose
softly spoke her petal face
I wouldn’t ever love you less!

She hid her away when strength failed her
beyond all eyes to quietly suffer
not let me know on what sunrise
dreaming of me she closed her eyes!
I'm heartbroken at her loss.
 Feb 2015
Anna
your skin tastes empty, my love,
sweet fallacies on my teeth
pulled your words from my tongue
how bitter they could be.

I memorized the curves of your back
and the rising and falling of shoulder blades.
what I remember most of all is the
sound of my voice begging you to see me.

the air was cold
you never turned around
scratching your spine
biting your collar
please see me.
 Dec 2014
Anna
The bed is cold, my love
Space drifting farther along with time
Your breath only bites my skin
Of where your lips have been.

But your touch burns red in streaks
Kiss pollutes me with this disease
Of codependence on absence.

Your voice is different now, a change in pace
As I run out in hopes to save the last remnant of me.
The masks are on, words are drawn
Into our backs.

Too close to what I love the most
He told me to stand on my own two feet
When he broke every bone.
Cornered and scared, I could only dare
To find my way out.
To find myself again.

It’s so cold out there,
You closed the doors.
Taste of what I’ll never have
To leave me wanting more.
All I needed was warmth:
A smile, a touch.
But you said
I loved you too much.
 Dec 2014
Ronald J Chapman
It has been so long, so very long...
Since I've seen you,
Some 40 years have past.

Since that first incredible hour in which we met.

I still think of you;
Those big brown eyes,
Your childish smile,
Sweet wonder with a warm heart.

Your every word inspires me,
When you come near to me.
Little do you know how soothed you made my heart.
Such beauty and kindness filled my eyes with fires of desire.

As I grow older,
and time moves swiftly.
I still wonder why our Father,
decided He needed another Angel
on that tragic day,
when, He took you away from me?

I missed you today.

Copyright © Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Written for my first love, bride and angel who died tragically 40 years ago.  
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 Nov 2014
Willow-Anne
Do you remember when we met?
Cuz I feel like it was so long ago;
That you handed me that flyer
And invited me to your show

I thought it sounded stupid
So I decided not to go
But you didn't hold it against me
And our friendship managed to grow

Eventually you became my person
The one that was always there
You held me in my hardest moments
And could always show me you care

Even when things got rocky
We knew how to work it out
And it was only ever a matter of days
Before a new level of friendship would sprout

But lately things have started to change
I feel that you don't have my back
And though I'm trying hard to forgive
I feel our friendship is starting to crack

   You started to call me less and less                I've started to give up on you
And then you just stopped coming by                  I've began to drift away    
   The worst part is you always defend             I don't want to put in the effort
    All of the people who make me cry               On a street that's just one way

       You never seize opportunities                I just don't have it in me anymore
       To have me in your life                            To always be fighting for you
   Then whenever we finally talk                  It should be this freaking lonely
   We usually get into another strife              It shouldn't make me feel so blue

And I'm not saying it's all your fault...    ....I'm not sure what went wrong
I'm just not sure what to think...                 ...How we got so disconnected
We just keep drifting apart...                               ...And you don't seem to care
We are just SO out of sync...                                                  ...And I just feel dejected
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