Todd Sommerville

Todd Sommerville Dec 10

Today may shape tomorrow.
But today,
Cannot, change yesterday.

Today is short.

A wasted today
will soon be gone.

Another yesterday,
We can't change.

Live today with purpose,
with aspirations for tomorrow.

and there will be no more regrets,
for yesterdays.

this is on my you tube channel as a short search @tsummerspoetry
to view
thanks.

#insightful #inspirational #fun #short

Todd Sommerville Dec 9

Why I Love You

W atching you smile
H olding you tight
Y our all I need day or night
I ntense, subtle, a
L onging so deep
O ver you, I'll never be
V ibrant and Alive
E loquent and Strong
Y ou are my rhyme, my song.
O nly you can touch my soul,
U ndeniable.

Just something fun. This is on my you tube channel as a short search @tsummerspoetry to view thanks.

Todd Sommerville Dec 9

Mask

Behind a mask of smiles hides a child,
With eyes too blue to cry.

Behind the smiling mask,
the child wants to die.

But the child will live many long years,
through hurt and pain,
and hidden tears.

While the mask of smiles
hides the pain.

From those who might have cared.

#pain #abuse #mental #health #fear #longing

Todd Sommerville Dec 7

Love Game

I want to touch you in a way,
that's playful, but not play.

That's gentle, yet firm.
Not taught, but learned.

Through the desire to love
and be loved too.

Through the fear of exposing my all to you.
And the joy in trusting you've shown all too.

So come let us play this game of love.
Let our eyes speak of things our tongues do not dare.

Eternity lies in a lovers stare,
so join me within this gaze of love.

Where we can no longer pretend we don't care.

https://youtu.be/DnFA-3lQV9I?feature=shared
this poem has now been added to my you tube channel copy and paste the link above or search @tsummerspoetry on you tube.
Thanks.

#love #desire #trust

Todd Sommerville Dec 6

Blackberry Hot Chocolate

Blackberry hot chocolate
My new favorite flavor.
Two things so different so good together.

A sweet indulgence,
Decadent,
like you and me baby.

A taste that lingers on my tongue.
leaves me wanting more.

Just a silly little thing that popped
into my head

Dec 6

Emma

Another Night of Insomnia

a flicker a spark (the night is)
only a little ache of waiting

rolled tight as a whisper this
cigarette (breathless
paper prayer for) nothing

the flame doesn’t soothe
but it dances,
doesn't it? doesn’t it?

ash falls into
the quiet
I try to call sleep (a lover
who never answers, a lie
I am too awake to stop believing)

another spark
the night twists longer (a thread unspooling)
& my mind unravels (a mad clock
that forgets how to stop ticking)

and this manic silence,
this endless
yes,
no.
yes,
no.

until the stars mock me
& I burn away
waiting for sleep or
the courage to stop pretending
I’m not the flame.

Todd Sommerville Dec 5

Poets Eyes

Die hard the poet's heart
Dashed with great fury against the wall.

Cursing to the heavens,
for sense of it all.

To see the beauty in the blood
as it drips thick droplets from the blade.

To see, same said beauty,
from a child's tears upon the grave.

Curse to the heavens.
Dash my heart against the wall.

And **** my poet eyes,
for the beauties seen in all.

Sometimes it feels we see things we shouldn't
or write things we shouldn't write
but would we still be poets if we did that?
Should we still be poets if we did that?