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 Mar 2019 David Noonan
Maram
Your eyes,
So familiar
Looked like a window
Felt like a mirror
So I avoided your gaze
Afraid
If i stared for long enough
I would start to see
everything I
despised
In human form
Your eyes,
Like a mirror
Confronting the deepest
sorrows
Giving them a voice
To speak
To exist
Anywhere other than
the poisoning smoke
Of a fire
Your eyes,
Like a mirror
Knew where to look
Like cleared throats
Masking swallowed words,
Collapsing lungs,
But they were silent
for a reason
I didn’t want you to reach
that far back
Or come this close
To the truth,
Your eyes,
Like a mirror
I shall shatter
Like I do
To everything that makes me see.
 Mar 2019 David Noonan
Traveler
In the basement of memory
The ache takes it's leave

In temples of enlightenment
We learn how to grieve

In the back of our knowing
Where forgotten dissolves

My love is still waiting
It's final resolve
...
Traveler Tim
Sometimes you get so good at forgiving
That boundaries start to blur
Until they disappear completely.

Eventually you lose sight
Of what's allowable.

Eventually you forgive so easily
That it softens us to even the most
Vicious attacks.

And red flag.. after red flag..
After red flag
We can't even see them
They **** by so fast
Cause somewhere along the way
We forgot that red means stop.

Red means pause
And think.

I'm sure you think to yourself,
How can giving be bad?

It's only bad because we have given
So much of ourselves that all
That is left is bones.

We died to save you
But you would never have
Bled a drop for us
.
.
.
It's all about balance. We can give with boundaries:)
 Mar 2019 David Noonan
Renea
Thoughts of us- consuming me
How we used to be
Realizing we will never be
Drowning in the memories- I can't breath
Suffocating
Holding on
He let go- a long time ago
Free falling
Out of control
Not my choice- heartbreaking
His mixed signals- aggravating
Frustrated
Tired of waiting
My heart-aching
Time- it's wasting
My life- it's taking.
Continuously pacing
to keep from facing
that he’s gone -
no trace.
End race.
Now
Hovering over this space
watching pain take loves  
place.
 Mar 2019 David Noonan
Renea
The smell of rain fills the air
The cool light breeze blows gently through her hair
As she looks across the wide open meadow
boasting endless rows of sunflowers
A perfect sea of yellow
She smiles just a little
Throws her head back
Facing the skies
Takes a deep breath
Closes her eyes
Slowly exhales
Releasing all the pain
The pain she’s suppressed deep down
The pain she remembers alone
For so long
Today is the day she chooses to be happy
All negative things gone
The rain pours down
Lightening starts crashing
The thunder making it’s sound
Dancing in the rain
Crying tears of relief
After all this time
She has what she needs
The wonderful feeling
Of freedom, clarity and peace.
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