Tuesday, November 15, 2011

A closed box


I feel so alone,
crowded only by my own skin,
Once so talkative
Open to anyone who cared
Now I am bitter and cold
Cornered fending for happiness
Craving to be touched
Wanting to be touched by no one
One broken soul hurt too many times to count
Searching for nothing and no one
Except my own peace of mind
Wanting nothing from anyone
There is just too much back stabbing
To many judgmental petty people
I look in the mirror and see what I have become
Was I really that desperate to be loved and liked?
I made myself like you so I wouldn’t be alone
Now I am closing my soul
Never to be opened again.

In the Grace of the Moonlight


In the grace of moonlight
Moon beams dancing
through the window on the floor
Alone in my room
In the silence of the night
Keeping secrets even my own
Knowing I am truly all alone
There are no arms to hold me
No whispers in my ear
No one to comfort me
There is no one here but me
Lying quiet, you face
Floats across my mine
Are you feeling the same as I do now?
So in the dark I close my eyes
Allowing just a spark
Sending up a signal
To dark corners of your mind
Drawn from deep in imagination
A picture of a room so far away
Waiting patiently for a whisper
“Ah it’s you”
"Tell me all your dreams," I say
"Show me imperfections."
Perfect love is boring
Perfect is keeping secrets silent
For you waiting out there
This will be our secret
Bring me your imperfections
And come lay beside me in the dark
In the grace of moonlight
Moon beams dancing
through the window on the floor

Spousal apparition



The ghost of a marriage past
Nothing left now but a book with pictures on its pages
Haunting smiles of a wedding day past
Loving couple family and friends
kodachrome memories of days past
Vintage pages of a marriage past
Crushed dreams burnt umber edges
Flashes of what could have been
Dusty, filled with cobwebs
Misaligned corners
Misaligned lives
Jumbled pages
Jumped conclusions
Double exposures
Jealousy’s green tint
Restoring nothing
Salvaging even less
Dimming light of trust
Vividly transparent
vaguely wanting
hardly needing
barely mourning love
I close the book
revelations of my life
reminding me
haunting me
hurling me
into a lifetime ago
exhuming regrets
burying the past
I place the book
In the trash

From Doc



Behind green eyes lie compassion
A deep need to soothe,
Comfort and heal.

Behind green eyes is tenderness
The softest word or whisper,
A touch that says it all.

Behind green eyes is fear
Of becoming who she is,
hurting someone inadvertently.

Behind green eyes is giving
The shirt off her back,
To clothe a naked stranger.

Behind green eyes is a playful fairy
Bringing laughter and smiles,
In times of sadness or mediocrity.

Behind green eyes is a mother
A wealth of knowledge,
And magic kisses that heal all wounds.

Behind green eyes is an artist
A creator of images,
Through passion and paint.

Behind green eyes is a woman
Soft and subtle, strong and bold,
Thinking of everyone but herself.

Behind green eyes is a lover
Understanding, passionate and
So perfect for me and I let her go.

Behind green eyes is you
The one and only woman
Who has ever touched my soul.

Silver strings


Talented hands stroke sliver stings
Such magic your touch brings

Accept me, teach me, guide me
Let me inside the hidden you

Talented hands stroke sliver stings
The music your hands can bring

You’ll never know the secret I keep
Forever in your life I want to stay

Talented hands stroking silver strings

moonlight


Shadows In the Moonlight

Clouds dance around the moon
Secrets in the Air

A break in the Night
Just a Glimmer there

Angels Moving over the water
Lovers entwined in the sand

Silks and Satins
Honey and clover

there will be no other
Here together at last

All others gone
Lost in the past

Angels encircled
Love’s true light

Dedicated forever
Completion as one

Shadow's In Moonlight

Watching

Hesitantly peek
Into my chamber
Carefully sigh
As I lay
Watch my
Desires
Play before
Your excited eyes
Want my touch
To be yours
In my supposed
Solitude
Your name
Slightly whispered
Dream you find
Hidden secrets
Teasing touches
Observe trembling fingers
Flickering lightly
Arousing
Thoughts
As shadows of
You dance
Upon these walls