I remember your eyes,
I could drown in their depths,
And I would drown happy
And fulfilled.
I remember your smile,
It lights up the whole room,
And sets my soul ablaze,
Consuming me in an eternal flame.
I remember your voice,
The sound captivated me,
Hypnotic and mesmerizing,
Wrapping my heart in bliss.
I remember your laughter,
Full of love and life,
So honest and sincere,
It fills me with joy.
I remember every thing,
Every little detail,
Every little moment,
They are my greatest treasures.
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16 March 2015
10 March 2015
She
She was dressed plainly,
Simple cotton peasant frock,
She didn't wish for more,
Satin and lace were not hers.
Smudges of her solitary work
Showed upon brow and cheek,
They seemed almost proper
Even fitting with her smile.
She walked the miles to town,
She sold her wares for tuppence,
They were simple but good,
Complain, her customers never did.
They shared hellos
And even some how are yous,
She remembered their dates,
Their names and their likes.
But her name...hmm,
And her dates....shrugs,
Or her likes....no,
No one could tell.
One day she did not come,
One week she was not there,
One month that was all,
There was no memory at all.
Simple cotton peasant frock,
She didn't wish for more,
Satin and lace were not hers.
Smudges of her solitary work
Showed upon brow and cheek,
They seemed almost proper
Even fitting with her smile.
She walked the miles to town,
She sold her wares for tuppence,
They were simple but good,
Complain, her customers never did.
They shared hellos
And even some how are yous,
She remembered their dates,
Their names and their likes.
But her name...hmm,
And her dates....shrugs,
Or her likes....no,
No one could tell.
One day she did not come,
One week she was not there,
One month that was all,
There was no memory at all.
26 February 2015
Never Good Enough
Tennyson, Byron, Keats
Now they had the beats,
Shelley, Woodsworth, Blake
More than icing on the cake.
Poe, they say, was madd
or was he just sad,
Austen was full of pride
and all lovers she put aside.
Words full of longing pleas
declarations of things to be,
All the things you to me
At night the stars to see.
When you came into me
Not yet blind, lost at sea,
Then you guide me in
Gave harbor, no more sin.
Needing, pleading for more
One, two, three, four
What, when, where, who
Yes, I do love you.
Now they had the beats,
Shelley, Woodsworth, Blake
More than icing on the cake.
Poe, they say, was madd
or was he just sad,
Austen was full of pride
and all lovers she put aside.
Words full of longing pleas
declarations of things to be,
All the things you to me
At night the stars to see.
When you came into me
Not yet blind, lost at sea,
Then you guide me in
Gave harbor, no more sin.
Needing, pleading for more
One, two, three, four
What, when, where, who
Yes, I do love you.
16 February 2015
Lies I Tell You
When I say, I love you, it is a lie.
What I feel - cannot be so simple.
What I feel - cannot be so plain.
What I feel - cannot be so easy.
When I say, I need you, it is a lie.
What I need - cannot be described.
What I need - cannot be explained.
What I need - cannot be satisfied.
When I say, I want you, it is a lie.
What I want - is complicated.
What I want - is indescribable.
What I want - is insatiable.
When I say, I am yours, it is a lie.
What I am - is a reflection of you.
What I am - is a creation of you.
What I am - is a credit to you.
When I say, Forever, it is a lie.
What I want - is every forever.
What I need - is all times.
What I feel - is unending.
When I say.....it is a lie
Why?
There are no words that tell the truth.
What I feel - cannot be so simple.
What I feel - cannot be so plain.
What I feel - cannot be so easy.
When I say, I need you, it is a lie.
What I need - cannot be described.
What I need - cannot be explained.
What I need - cannot be satisfied.
When I say, I want you, it is a lie.
What I want - is complicated.
What I want - is indescribable.
What I want - is insatiable.
When I say, I am yours, it is a lie.
What I am - is a reflection of you.
What I am - is a creation of you.
What I am - is a credit to you.
When I say, Forever, it is a lie.
What I want - is every forever.
What I need - is all times.
What I feel - is unending.
When I say.....it is a lie
Why?
There are no words that tell the truth.
07 February 2015
Things Break
Things fly past
Things crash down
Where do you turn
Where do you run
Things go wrong
Things go bad
Who do you call
Who takes the fall
Things are dark
Things are broken
Why even try
Why even cry
Things just are
Things just happen
What difference does it make
What more can you take
Things crash down
Where do you turn
Where do you run
Things go wrong
Things go bad
Who do you call
Who takes the fall
Things are dark
Things are broken
Why even try
Why even cry
Things just are
Things just happen
What difference does it make
What more can you take
06 February 2015
Random Thoughts
Why do those that think the least of you
expect the most from you?
Why complain
if you do not want to work for change?
If we do not want to be real good guys
why still make movies where the good guys win sometimes?
Is truth what you believe
or what is real?
Why be truthful
if you aren't honest?
When is it ok to quit?
expect the most from you?
Why complain
if you do not want to work for change?
If we do not want to be real good guys
why still make movies where the good guys win sometimes?
Is truth what you believe
or what is real?
Why be truthful
if you aren't honest?
When is it ok to quit?
02 February 2015
One Memory
Darkness falls all around,
It covers all the land,
Its thickness drowns all sound,
For it is God's heavy hand.
Shadows crawl and creep,
They climb up high from below,
Those things fear must keep,
In mind playing out super slow.
Every detail is like a new blow,
Delivered from the worst of foe,
Full of pain never letting go,
Screaming - begging please no!
Is it just that one thing,
Will the scar ever fade,
Can it be a living thing,
Will it to waste be laid?
Cuts and bruises and pain,
No theory no logic no reason,
Cracks and breaks and blame,
No answer no time no season.
It covers all the land,
Its thickness drowns all sound,
For it is God's heavy hand.
Shadows crawl and creep,
They climb up high from below,
Those things fear must keep,
In mind playing out super slow.
Every detail is like a new blow,
Delivered from the worst of foe,
Full of pain never letting go,
Screaming - begging please no!
Is it just that one thing,
Will the scar ever fade,
Can it be a living thing,
Will it to waste be laid?
Cuts and bruises and pain,
No theory no logic no reason,
Cracks and breaks and blame,
No answer no time no season.
29 January 2015
I Say
I say, I love you
and the words fall flat.
I say, I need you
and the words fall short.
I say, I want you
and the words are lacking.
I say, I adore you
and the words are basic.
I say, I respect you
and the words lack depth.
I say, I support you
and the words lack meaning.
I say, I desire you
and the words sound contrived.
I say, I admire you
and the words sound cliche.
I say, I am yours
cause the words are all I have.
I say,
cause the words are all I have.
and the words fall flat.
I say, I need you
and the words fall short.
I say, I want you
and the words are lacking.
I say, I adore you
and the words are basic.
I say, I respect you
and the words lack depth.
I say, I support you
and the words lack meaning.
I say, I desire you
and the words sound contrived.
I say, I admire you
and the words sound cliche.
I say, I am yours
cause the words are all I have.
I say,
cause the words are all I have.
20 January 2015
I Miss You
I miss you
When you are gone,
The skies are gray,
Long are the days,
When I am alone.
I miss you
When you are gone,
The silence is loud,
My tears fill the clouds,
When I am alone.
I miss you
When you are gone,
Forever lasts the night,
Memories fill my sight,
When I am alone.
I miss you
When you are gone,
When I am all alone,
I miss you.
When you are gone,
The skies are gray,
Long are the days,
When I am alone.
I miss you
When you are gone,
The silence is loud,
My tears fill the clouds,
When I am alone.
I miss you
When you are gone,
Forever lasts the night,
Memories fill my sight,
When I am alone.
I miss you
When you are gone,
When I am all alone,
I miss you.
14 January 2015
But What Else Is New......
You have been on my mind,
But what else is new.....
You have been on my mind without ceasing,
Since before your first hello.
You have been in my heart,
But what else is new....
You have been in my heart completely,
Since before your first kiss.
You have been on my lips,
But what else is new....
You have been on my lips without ending,
Since before your first 'how are you'?
You have been under my skin,
But what else is new....
You have been under my skin totally,
Since before your first good night.
You have been my soul,
But what else is new....
You have been my soul mate,
Since before the beginning of time.
But what else is new.....
You have been on my mind without ceasing,
Since before your first hello.
You have been in my heart,
But what else is new....
You have been in my heart completely,
Since before your first kiss.
You have been on my lips,
But what else is new....
You have been on my lips without ending,
Since before your first 'how are you'?
You have been under my skin,
But what else is new....
You have been under my skin totally,
Since before your first good night.
You have been my soul,
But what else is new....
You have been my soul mate,
Since before the beginning of time.
Maybe
Maybe I am wrong,
Maybe YOU are right.
Maybe I am silly,
Maybe YOU are serious.
Maybe I am crazy,
Maybe YOU are sane.
Maybe I am childish,
Maybe YOU are mature.
Maybe I am idealistic,
Maybe YOU are realistic.
Maybe I am fanciful,
Maybe YOU are knowledgeable.
Maybe I am,
Maybe YOU are.
Maybe,
Maybe.
Maybe YOU are right.
Maybe I am silly,
Maybe YOU are serious.
Maybe I am crazy,
Maybe YOU are sane.
Maybe I am childish,
Maybe YOU are mature.
Maybe I am idealistic,
Maybe YOU are realistic.
Maybe I am fanciful,
Maybe YOU are knowledgeable.
Maybe I am,
Maybe YOU are.
Maybe,
Maybe.
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