Red rained lips of the blue winds soaring. It is all coming together like reckless memory magnets Alone with prize high, Painful pulse for the month's ending, Rain convulsed, As you stretched one hand out. Laughter drips for you reached about the stacking strain, Drained out dry of bright champagne. Red rained lips of the blue winds calling.
Early morning go for a coffee write a poem or two, get some Inspiration, by people,watching as they pass me on by Then It's back home by midday to feed the cat put the washing the machine on then off to sleep I go Wake again 5 pm write some poems with the tv In the back ground not really watching Then It's medication time take tablets write a few more poems then It's off to bed I go a typical day since my wife has gone
A typical day now that My beloved has passed don't really feel like doing anything anymore but write my poems
If I knew then what I know now would things have any different maybe not If I knew then what I know now, maybe I could tried little bit harder If I knew then what I know now, I would loved Helen much more If I knew then what I know now, would have made more of the days Helen was here
How many days will you let pass by, Without looking your own life in the eye? Look it in the eye and see its mortality. Its end is death. This is the reality. If people will not care if you pass away, Why should you let them guide your life today? Quit allowing their life to dictate yours. A far less wonderful life is what that ensures. Why do you let your heart's dream be distant, When it is yours for the taking if you be persistent? See your dream and name it square. Put in daily action. Don't just sit and stare. Why spend so much time talking about things, When you could take action and enjoy what that brings? It's when your talking is mapped by your doing That your future is one actually worth pursuing.
Someday i'm going to break, i'll lose it and then the whole world will be sorry.. I'm ready to shoot, hand me the pistol. I hid myself so much, my sanity was the only thing the seeker couldn't find. I have all these things going through my Mind. My best friend forever just left me behind. When I fall asleep is when I feel at peace the most Not sure if what we had can be fixed but, It would be unfair to allow you to move forward. As I'm stuck here in our memories, With a shattered heart. I want you to know I won't let you forget me. EVER... I'll place myself in every past memory of yours... I'll interrupt every relationship you dare to hold... it was your mistake to promise a forever to a boy who would believe you