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Do you remember when you held my hand?
When we walked across the sand?
Do you remember how we talked for hours on the phone?
How we never had a moan, or a care?
The world could take us anywhere?
Remember how we thought our world would last,
and that we, in our naïveté just danced?

*Now fifteen years are gone by,
we laugh as much as we cry.
I, no longer walk upon the sand.
You, still hold my hand.
Now, we moan, we pay bills.
I take a lot of pills.
To get upstairs I use a lift.
But, you my husband, are my gift.
This MS my curse, my fate.
But, I wouldn't have my life off of another plate.
© JLB
29/09/2014
23:38 BST
~

Beyond the sand and water line
alone in quelled explore
These footprints lead uncharted miles,
the first of many more

To wander in a time once known,
reflective worries gleam
In sand dune wishes washed away
and thoughts of what they mean

This setting sun shall rise again,
bring mornings to their due
Tiffany shades to paint the way
hypnotic thoughts of you

We’d walk this beach of moon lit swirls
to count each star above
These tiny lines from me to you,
connections of our love

When now this silent vacant space,
misplaced of harmony
Dark shadows play a time before
of what this world could be

Sitting here these shifting sands,
my heart does swim the tide
Ebb and flow desires sung,
tear drops cast aside

When there a shinning light appears,
deep within my stare
A figure from my memory
performed of glistened flair

You take me swift into your own
with eyes to meet my gaze
Longing for the past returned
of brighter sunny days

Words inscribed this moistened beach,
scrolled so deep the sand
“Meant to be, eternally”
cursive in your hand

Soft a curved horizon’s smile,
immersed of drifted sea
Drenched in every breath of you
is found this destiny

Sandcastle dreamscapes, seashell bliss
we walk again this shore
Like waves that fall our endless strand
*as one, forevermore
desire has no mercy
like a red morning light
tickling your feet
it has me transparent
it has me transformed
into roar, thunder, wave
or quicksand in your hands
till the air in between
is fully charged,
radioactive
and insane
I am
The words you dare not speak out loud  
I am
The crushed bones that have been resown
I am
The oceans that crash within your eyes
I am
The fire that burns those
Who come too close
I am
Fierce
I am
A lover
I am
A warrior
I am
Free
I am
A fighter
I am
A survivor
I am
Learning from my past
Living my present
And looking to my future
I am
Confident
I am
Beautiful


I am not
Easily broken
I am not
A victim
I am not
Scared of the unknown
I am not
Wary of change
I am not
Dependent on anyone
I am not
Afraid of loss

But...
I
Am
Brave



.
Never
ever stop
wondering
how much
love
you could
give.



Erennwrites
Maybe to end all this stupid war **** is to give love.
It's cheesy & lame, but think about it.
Now he’s gone
I can’t go on
Feeding on this
Misery
We ****** him dry
What a great guy
His light side
And his dark side
Are  a treasure to
Humanity
Nanoo nanoo
Your time is through
Your legacy
Your jokes
Your glee
Unfortunately,
You’re a
Candidate for suicide
A Statistic in your
Demography
Look up suicide statistics. It's a very sad time for many men.  Thanks for the laughter.
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