Under the cover of darkness people try and get away with many things
and then they may suffer the consequences or scorn this activity brings. _ _ _ _ _
From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
A grey sky use to
look sad , now it looks old and wonderfully happy
Im in a really happy place and I’m going to make the most of it , feeling blessed to have such a crazy funny awesome family xxxx ❤️
I catch a glimpse of myself
in everything a miniscule glimmer a tinkling whisper that floats into my consciousness I see it in wild beasts who flash a feral grin I see it in the wind as it tears across the trees It is even in the sun when it folds into the horizon "Like calls to like" Some say and believe it to be true Clenched fists choked laughs trembling lips A ravaged piece of me contracts at the aching heart I know is within that beautiful exterior Perhaps, deep down, our soul is sewn of the same material Perhaps there is a single stitch that binds us together And all it takes is a single snip to cleave it in two. -Esther L. Krenzin- -Roguesong-
What brings us together?
What tears us apart?
i was told once
as a joke that i bring the rain everywhere i go i clenched my teeth and softly laughed while looking at them shining like little suns their sun-rays danced around the room pure and free and untainted by the rain that was pouring all over me i felt my eyes turn into oceans as i gazed at the cloudy sky while the rain was pouring down every single drop felt like mine
i am a cloud sorry for my rain
There is no love in my life No one to hug and hold tight... - I don't feel that presence To know they'll be there I'm not warm and secure By somebody who cares - I am empty; alone Only hollow inside On my face show a smile But just want to cry I am trapped in a cage My one wish; To be free Can't escape my own skin Life's a joke played on me
Written: October 4, 2018
All rights reserved. [Iambic/Anapestic Trimeter then Anapestic Tetrameter format]
your look saturates
your focus brings me repose and rattles my bones my heart overflows as I witness your passion all day I could gaze dire desire shivering at the thought of a vanishing graze never more than a fleeting glance or short - lived touch our blockades entrench our confines have names mine is called he, yours is she our shackles we vowed our love manifested if perhaps time allowed us as one maybe left unrequited we are left unsatisfied us; left unanswered
I invested in love.
Then I kindled it, With faithfulness. I sowed the seed, Then I watered it, With so much care. I am so well-versed with life, Then I know a thing about it, With patience, it only ripens. I want it to grow, Then I must care, With high patience. I planted the tree, Then I must wait, With selflessness.
HP Poem #1326
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