Time will tell
Ticking through the day and night
Hours slowly slipping by
It will tell me all is well
All the hurt and fear and pain
Growing fainter, healing slower
Dimming like a worn out bulb
Fading like summertime
I'm waiting to be healed
But I'll never truly be whole
Because I've given a part of me away
And I can't have it back
So this shadow
Incomplete and unfulfilled
Will watch the time tick
And wait for Spring.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
End of Days
Friday, May 22, 2009
Dangling, I wave you over your inevitable fate
I am about to douse you
Drench you
Scald you
Suck the life out of you
After your life blood is flowing from you
Swirling around the steaming water
Blending, melting, dissolving
As a further insult I will smother you
In a sticky yellow mess
Then finally, I will jab you with metal
Beat you vigorously
Before pulling you out
And rudely discarding you
You are no good to me anymore
But the tea is delicious.
I am about to douse you
Drench you
Scald you
Suck the life out of you
After your life blood is flowing from you
Swirling around the steaming water
Blending, melting, dissolving
As a further insult I will smother you
In a sticky yellow mess
Then finally, I will jab you with metal
Beat you vigorously
Before pulling you out
And rudely discarding you
You are no good to me anymore
But the tea is delicious.
Labels:
life
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Stability
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Growing and reaching to the sky
The tree stands, majestic and tall
It's round trunk is a fixture
Immovable and impenetrable
Though it changes through the seasons
It constantly harbors life
In spring time, the green leaves unfurl
Heralding in new hope for a good year
The summer brings sunshine and warmth
And the tree provides shade
While every fall, new acorns are shed
Creeping through the grass, trying to grow
And then the long cold winter
Bare and brown, but slowly breathing
The years all pass like this
Never changing. never slowing
And still the lingering oak tree
Stands proud and tall
While the busy world changes around it
How nice standing still must be.
The tree stands, majestic and tall
It's round trunk is a fixture
Immovable and impenetrable
Though it changes through the seasons
It constantly harbors life
In spring time, the green leaves unfurl
Heralding in new hope for a good year
The summer brings sunshine and warmth
And the tree provides shade
While every fall, new acorns are shed
Creeping through the grass, trying to grow
And then the long cold winter
Bare and brown, but slowly breathing
The years all pass like this
Never changing. never slowing
And still the lingering oak tree
Stands proud and tall
While the busy world changes around it
How nice standing still must be.
Labels:
life
Monday, May 18, 2009
Chilled
Monday, May 18, 2009
It is cold here
My breath mists gently
Adding white to balance the grey
People are hurried, bundled
Snuggled in wool and fleece
Scarves pulled tight around necks
In my house it is louder
Heat running, water boiling
More blankets, more tea
The cold slows it all down
Makes the nights seem longer
Makes me want to stay in bed
But the tea is nice
The blankets are nice
Being bundled is nice
Winter has a few perks
My breath mists gently
Adding white to balance the grey
People are hurried, bundled
Snuggled in wool and fleece
Scarves pulled tight around necks
In my house it is louder
Heat running, water boiling
More blankets, more tea
The cold slows it all down
Makes the nights seem longer
Makes me want to stay in bed
But the tea is nice
The blankets are nice
Being bundled is nice
Winter has a few perks
Labels:
life
Monday, May 11, 2009
Unexpected
Monday, May 11, 2009
Did you know that I loved you
The first time I kissed you?
Did you know that I worshiped
The ground that you walked on?
Did you see in my eyes
That you're all that I wanted?
Did you feel in my touch
That you're all that I needed?
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to lose myself
I never meant to walk this winding road
And now I'm here with you
And there's no place I'd rather be
Did you know that you stole my heart
The first time that you told me
That you loved me
And now when we're apart
I wish that I told you that I love you
More than I do.
The first time I kissed you?
Did you know that I worshiped
The ground that you walked on?
Did you see in my eyes
That you're all that I wanted?
Did you feel in my touch
That you're all that I needed?
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to lose myself
I never meant to walk this winding road
And now I'm here with you
And there's no place I'd rather be
Did you know that you stole my heart
The first time that you told me
That you loved me
And now when we're apart
I wish that I told you that I love you
More than I do.
Labels:
love
Monday, May 4, 2009
Frozen
Monday, May 4, 2009
Write me a letter
Paint words on a page that whisper sweetly
Telling me beautiful stories of our life
One day, when it is cold and drafty
I will take them out of a box to read
And each one will be a picture of our past
When my hands are thin as the paper
I might show them to our granddaughter
So that she understands how long love can last
Maybe some day, they'll be kept in a frame
Memories of long ago people
Who stand frozen in time, frozen in words
Write me a letter
Tell me of the long life we are going to have
Paint our future with your words.
Paint words on a page that whisper sweetly
Telling me beautiful stories of our life
One day, when it is cold and drafty
I will take them out of a box to read
And each one will be a picture of our past
When my hands are thin as the paper
I might show them to our granddaughter
So that she understands how long love can last
Maybe some day, they'll be kept in a frame
Memories of long ago people
Who stand frozen in time, frozen in words
Write me a letter
Tell me of the long life we are going to have
Paint our future with your words.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Sick
Friday, May 1, 2009
My heart hurts
Lovesick, homesick, comfortsick
All I want is to be held
Rocked
Comforted until I fall asleep
I need someone to care
I want to be put first, above all else
Worshiped, revered, held sacred
Not a frightened lonely little girl
I need your strength to pull me through this
If only you would open your eyes
And see that I'm struggling
Lovesick, homesick, comfortsick
All I want is to be held
Rocked
Comforted until I fall asleep
I need someone to care
I want to be put first, above all else
Worshiped, revered, held sacred
Not a frightened lonely little girl
I need your strength to pull me through this
If only you would open your eyes
And see that I'm struggling
Labels:
love
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