Told him and warned him,
if he continued to hit me
Told him and warned him,
just what I would do
Swore on his life,
he was willing to bet me
That was one bet,
he would willingly lose

Told him and warned him,
but he didn't believe me
Told him and warned him,
he had no clue
Of the gun I kept hid,
on my side of the mattress
Guess he never figured,
that I'd follow through

Told him and warned him,
still never saw it coming
Told him and warned him,
of this raging storm
Apparently,
he didn't believe me
Of this promise kept with no regrets
wasn't like he wasn't warned

There was a rose.
Heavy and wild.
Feeling like a tunnel or going down.
He loved sleeping under the stars.

She loved being in the painting.
But it doesn’t matter.
It’s just words.

What about the beer?
Special kind.
It really is.
Let me fly.
I’m just in here listening and loving.
We only dream when we sleep deeply.
Sinking.
Into all the real truth.

I love you,  I make you love me.
Cause you are all I need.
Like special beer and wine.
And all that’s good.
Nothing else is worth it.
Living for. 😢

There’s a rose.
And everybody loves her.
And she’s dying.

🥀🥀🥀🥀

I drew stick figures
things were simple

in a pencil world
mistakes were erased
you could start over

but an inchmeal awareness nagged
- the sky isn’t gray, it’s a liquid blue

but crayons were complicated
you couldn’t erase things
mistakes were irrevocable.

and there were 148 colors in the big box
keeping them in rainbow order was work.

growing up is hard

Natural flowing
an uncovering
of the most basic
fabric

simplicity in understanding
this wisdom
of infinite dimension

uncovered the ancient
mystery
something forced into
forgetfulness

loved one,
awaken into all that is
find your nature
of heavenly
connection

forget,
dismiss
this enemy
of harshness
and concretization

vibrate,
resonant destruction
of this lying
disguise

rediscover your status,
higher than the angels

Step in tune
with the sacred music
awaken in feeling
and see your
reflection
amidst the clouds

A moldable world
of fear and love
within yourself
you exist
apart
from the
outside

a sacred merging
between the source
and barrier
a simple dissolving
of the illusion

an essence larger
than it believes
grander,
than a thousand suns
in the skys
of the galaxy

the outside is in,
and the in
is outside

a simple breeze,
a gentle whisper
...
everything  
will
be
alright

Today's my last day
I've been informed by the scythe wielder
Every human born must be taken away
If it's up or down,conclusion is the final offer

Life seems so much simpler now
Like reaching the end of a river
All the ebbs and flows, a viewer's window
Seems so beautiful now,flowing water

A day is too less
Everyone says the same, says the dark visitor
I'm stuck with all these goodbyes
An eternal hug for my mother
Are all I want for my last day

separation is a myth
a made up story
by a closed imagination.

1
Tidal grief
Wore granite
To grain

Vapour plume
Sprays as Spirit
Does

Soaring-

Ether and never
So close together

2
Angels may climb
A ladder to
Greatness-

For others

Self soaks wings
With oil
And sinks
Back
Through soil-

Heaven/Hell
All spoil

Intoxication of the bee

Dancing lavender
In the hive

my blue eyes
when deeply angered
(too often)

your blue eyes
when I’m dangerously close
to angering you
(too often)

my thin lips
when insulted beyond
my humor

your thin lips
when anyone is insulted

we are so different
and
yet, so similar

I am flesh
you are spirit
ensouled in flesh

my adamantine
is selfish
yours,
un

my path now
to follow
to learn the lesson
of adamantine being,
selflessly


c. 2023 Roberta Compton Rainwater

All I want was a shelter to feel comfortable with.
A warmth that you felt safe.
Trust for mutual understanding.
  And the pleasure you fully pledge to.  
  
    Seems like loving someone at this age makes us feel unsafe and unsecured, and mostly – at times, temporary.