Category Archives: Poetry

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loss of a friend

the stream flowed through the forest bend

and i always hoped i would speak with you again

the flowers danced delightfully when you were around

now all i see are the stark stems…the life snapped to the ground

the water crystals once spun…the spider built its glorious web

then the awful words by me were said…and now i am a broken thread

the stars struggle to shine through the night

my heart is torn…i did not plan to fight

the moon is rising in the sky so high

but you have not returned and i weep a heavy sigh

the wind blew…the sun was you shining through

you were the breath that gave me life as our friendship grew

moss now covers the roots and stone

i call your name but there is no one home

the caterpillar struggles to become the butterfly

but the wings have been clipped when you said goodbye

not that i did not deserve it…deserve it I did

i wish that i could undo…all that i said and hid

like the seed that doubts the sun and rain will come again

i doubted you…did not believe…and left myself to the henchman

Old spider web

Old spider web (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

if only i could have realized beauty in my midst

that was offering me a deep gift that i should not resist

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the silence of loneliness

Margin of Silence

Margin of Silence (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

the silence of the night

caused serenity’s flight

dipping  into your consciousness

you failed with your bluntness

awakening your questioning thoughts

of all that was lost while your loneliness fought

thinking of those who stepped into your life

for a brief time you had it until out came the knife

their faces pass before you, one by one

like the stars of the night, until you were shunned

glistening feelings deep within

where are they now…when did it wear thin

what are they doing…why did it end so soon

did you ask too much…did they fly to the moon

did you ask more than they could give

did you forget to forgive…allowing it to live

did you not understand…did you have to demand 

do you not have a right to be heard…your brain was banned

why did it become so absurd…did you really have to be heard

why do humans sift away…and you are left with an empty day

why does emptiness loom looking for a  home to stay

why can’t we be more open and receive

why do we run and deceive

why do we burn what we are given

do you enjoy the feeling of being beaten

 

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Who AM I?

English: A homeless man in Paris Français : Un...

English: A homelessman in ParisFrançais : Un sans domicile fixe à Paris. Tiếng Việt: Mộtngười đàn ông vô gia cư ở Paris Polski: Bezdomny mężczyzna w Paryżu See

below for more translations. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

I sit on the street

with my dirty feet…

my shoes are worn.

My heart is torn.

You give a sigh…

yet, you pass me by…

But I am one of you…

I know  you, I do!

I have no family

except for those who live in the alley.

I sit here by myself, alone

no food, no friend,  no cell phone…

I sit here in my ragged clothes

Do you really think this is what I chose?

Dazed eyes…no longer can I cry

Emptiness looms inside

English: Homeless veteran in New York

English: Homeless veteran in New York (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Day in…Day out

Night in…Night shouts

You sit in your room for ten-

I sit on the curb and pretend.

You throw me a dollar to spend…

But when it will ever end?

“That will help me, that will do.”

You say, “He’ll probably have a drink or two”

How you judge me, what if I do?

Wouldn’t you too?

How do you know I won’t buy a coffee,

while you go on to see your bookie?

I sit on the street…

In utter defeat.

Take me, help me get on my feet again.

Do you have that kind of time to spend?

Would you take me in your home?

Would you give me a place of my own?

English: Source: Joshua Sherurcij

English: Source: Joshua Sherurcij (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Just a corner is all I need.

Can you respond to my plea?

All that is, all that could be,

I just can’t find my way, can’t you see?

I once had a home

that I called my own.

I once had friends–

Our time we thought would never end!

Hard luck came upon me

Lost my job, my dignity, all of it, you see.

If fortunes were reversed

You could be the one who thirsts

I am one of you…

floating homeless

floating homeless (Photo credit: nozoomii)

I know you, I do!

Homeless people all the world around!

Homeless people in your town!

English: A homeless man in New York with the A...

English: A homeless man in New York with the American flag in the background. Français : Un homme sans domicile fixe à New York. Un drapeau des États-Unis est visible en arrière plan. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Homeless shelters but a few…

Homeless could be me and you…

Homeless in America could it be?

Homeless in the Land of Opportunity?

Homeless man in Tokyo

Homeless man in Tokyo (Photo credit: theeruditefrog)

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Cell Phone Jealousy

What is that addictive, alluring charm?

That keeps IT held in your hand, attached to your arm?

cell phone zombies

cell phone zombies (Photo credit: freebeets)

What is that spell IT has on you?

Preventing you to see that person in front so true?

Captivating nuance at its best

Leaving your humanity to rest

Be mindful of what you are losing when wanting both

You are making a choice and telling one you loath

Perhaps these words are strong

But your action seems so wrong

For here I am to celebrate you

And you give me merely a glance, so few

 

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lost leads to found

i certainly feel lost today..

LOST: Holy Grail

so much has changed and i feel alone

i need a place of my own

i am not speaking of a physical room

i am speaking of that ethereal place

where i am me and there is no race

where someone is there

and can accept me bare

lost leads to found

when one is feeling left with no ground

it is the beginning of the search

a new place to perch

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my apology to you, Darling

Rose

Rose (Photo credit: LeahLikesLemon)

One rose whispered to the other in the night,

“What you said, was so not right!

How could you doubt her love for you

She has stayed with you, tossing seaweed, the ocean blue!

Listening to your sad laments, your tale of woes!

Making you laugh, encouraging you to wiggle your toes!

And you, what did you do?

What did you do?

Felt so sorry for yourself and hid in your brain…

Not willing to let go and live again!

You would not budge…

You sat in your grief like the lake bottom sludge!

She offered her lightness to you this day

Encouraging you to sing and be gay!

But no…you held on so tight

Not letting love in your sight.

Admit you were wrong…

let joy be your song!

Insult her not for she is gentle as a dove

Insult her not, she gave you all from her love

She loved you asking nothing in return

All you did was allow your anger to churn.

Say you are sorry, you stubborn fool!”

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“Alright, I am sorry for insulting you!

I am crying through the night

Recognizing my awful plight

You came to me and offered your best

Please, give my anguish soul a rest.

Accept my apology to you

For you only wanted me to see the good in me too.”

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wounded heart…for dear Sweetheart…you know who you are

Voobie - Moon n Venus played hide-and-seek (by-sa)

Voobie – Moon n Venus played hide-and-seek (by-sa) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There is a life-force within your soul,
seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body
Seek that mine.
O traveler, if you are in search of that
Don’t look outside …
Look inside yourself and seek that.   -RUMI
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the evening star ponders deeply the day

as the silhouette of the trees’ arms reaches into the night

for somewhere…deep inside…you are still searching for your sight

for it is love that you long as you walk away

why is that path so elusive

why is there such unrest in your soul

why do you find yourself in a sinkhole

are you waiting for a secret missive?

many have come before you

to show you the way

you fight the truth everyday

there is no need to be blue

when will you allow the life force to win

be open –give up the negativity

be compassionate, sweetheart–seek relativity

accept the good of who you are–let the love star spin

evening star  venus  one star s starlight star star   morning star evening star

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sensitivity

deep within the center of our being

thoughts and emotions lie unseen

billions of atoms floating about

sometimes they cannot help but shout

so out comes the smile

it lasts for a while

sometime the tears

dismaying those near

people do not like you to show your truth

they would rather live above and aloof

you get in where it bleeds

you allow your emotions freed

this is uncomfortable for most

they would rather cheer and give  a toast

they call you “sensitive” like it was a crime

to be so human and not a mime

amazing how often it is said with disdain

like i am suppose to change and hide in the rain

it hurts when they say it in such a demeaning way

but you are who you are, and will not sway

perhaps your truth is too much to bear

you do not be it to show or scare

it is who you  are for all its wear

it is sad to  be so misunderstood

it is lonely and difficult under the hood

but you made a choice long ago

no longer would you hide your glow

be it happy, smiling, angry or sad

it is who you are…just be glad

you have passion for the truth

not the mediocre stifled booth

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Little Boxes…from Annie

The Production poster for the original Broadwa...

The Production poster for the original Broadway Production of Annie. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

LITTLE  BOXES

Dedicated to Annie, my Daughter

Rummaging through the basement

I came upon the trinkets of your love in  delicate concealment

An intricate reminder of  your constant care…

Of course, YOU always have the artistic flare…

Gently placed  within a handsewn piece of pink dainty cloth

Tied with a white ribbon to keep out the moths

Two colors…green and red…colors of Christmas I did find

Led me to my heart and of your love it did remind

Outside the words were written, “Merry Christmas”

So smitten…was written your test of litmus

Of course, I knew…your love was constant

Your way of showing it without resentment

These little boxes, 1 x 2,  appear so often on my shelves

Each one is so unique and placed by my  little elf

In one you drew a picture of me asleep

With the caption”YOUR eyes wide OPEN”…did I weep?

Some things did pass me by

and gave way to many sighs

the care you gave me like a fox

with a tender little box

I treasure each one

for from your heart they did come

and now I see in your children so sweet

the deep love that you hold deep

your love is in their eyes so dear

you have groomed then well it is clear

their sensitivity and charm

comes straight from the heart and they would give their arm

just like YOU

you are ONE on a trillion, blue and true

you love your sister, through and through

no one doubts your love, yeah YOU

your love is beauty–through and through!

you give your heart

right from the start!

Annie, you are love

and a gentle dove!