We All Have Moments….

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My Addiction

I miss you so.
I miss the sound of your voice.
I miss the smile spreading across your face.
I miss the touch of your hand.
I miss the way you make me feel.
I miss that look and wink.
I miss coffee in bed.
I miss blankets on the terrace.
I miss stolen covers.
I miss kisses in the rain.
I miss sharing gyros.
I miss laughing over drinks.
I miss afternoon delights.
I miss slow dancing at home.
I miss walking in the snow.
I miss ‘tickets’ on the train.
I miss your shoulder.
I miss your chest.
I miss your arms.
I miss you!
All of you!

 

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S.S. Lost and Forgotten

I am not pretty
For I have traveled many journeys
I am not wealthy
For I have not many possessions

My lines are not sleek
But they are mine
My decks are not shiny
But they are mine

I am not the fastest
But I hold the course
I am not the strongest
But I am a survivor

No tales are told
I am not remembered
No dreams are dreamed
I am not desired

I sit in the bay
With my lines sagging
I am fading away
Just a detail in the background

Maybe one day
Someone will see me
Maybe one day
Someone will love me

Until then I will rest in the mooring
Until then I will sway with the tide
Until then I will feel the Moon’s pull
Until then I will remain waiting

 

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Drink Anyway

What’s that saying…
Water, Water Everywhere,
But Not A Drop To Drink…

Blackness spreads out in all directions,
There is no land to be seen,
Swimming, Swimming on and on,
No movement seen,
No hope for completion,

Looking up at empty skies,
Wishing for clouds and darkness,
Anything to finish the job,
Let the sinking begin….
Look at the horizon,
Is that a storm brewing?

Let the clouds roll in,
Poseidon send the winds,
Stir the seas and unleash your rage,
Have the waves bury me.

There is hope after all,
Clouds stacking and turning,
Seas foaming and churning,
Will the storm finally come?

Floating peacefully in the chaos,
Letting the brutality consume me,
Praying for the beating,
Hoping for oblivion.

Nothingness reaching through,
Endlessness grabbing hold,
Finally sinking down cannot be stopped,
There is no returning.

What beauty held in the rage,
What magic spoke in the roar,
What grace danced on the waves,
What peace gained in the deep.

 

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Rotations and revolutions

Long days, longer nights,
Can’t sleep, wasted dreams,
Old songs, the daydreams,
Memories create wishful thinking.

Seasons come, reasons go,
Flowers bloom, leaves fall,
Letters written, never sent,
Answers given to unasked questions.

Silence falls, winds call,
Darkness grows, Moon sets,
Winds blow, rains pour,
Hurricanes roar then blizzards silence.

Clouds cover, waters rise,
Waves crash, tides ebb,
Earth shakes, lava flows,
Mountains crumble into the sea.

Dawn comes, breeze blows,
Sun rises, clouds break,
Birds sing, fruit grows,
Rainbows lead to dreams real.

You

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.

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.

Without You

Without you there is no sun,
The night comes and stays,
Without you there is no smile,
There is no laughter or joy,
Without you there is no peace,
The motion of time is chaos,
Without you there are no dreams,
There is no sleep coming my way,
Without you there is no hope,
No going forward no movement at all,
Without you there are no stars,
Nothing to wonder or wish on,
Without you there is no safety,
No where to shelter and rest
Without you there is no moon,
No myths or stories of fate and heroes,
Without you there is no love,
Life ceases to be without you.

 

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She

She’s not quite enough,
She’s not tall enough,
Even when she jumps,
It is all luck if she grabs the bar
She’s not small enough,
She isn’t considered petite
She’s just somewhere in between

She’s not quite enough,
She’s not smart enough,
Even when she tries
It just isn’t enough for any pride
She’s not smart enough
She’s not respected for thought
She’s not not smart enough
She’s not blissfully ignorant
She’s just somewhere in between

She’s not quite enough,
She’s not nice enough
Even when she tries
Its too much or just wrong
She’s not nice enough
She’s not considered sweet and kind
She’s not mean enough
She’s not considered strong and independent
She’s just somewhere in between

She’s not quite enough,
She’s not old enough
Even when she speaks
Her words are not listened to
She’s not old enough
She’s not considered knowledgeable
She’s not young enough
She’s not naive and innocent
She’s just somewhere in between

She’s not quite enough,
She’s not rich enough
Even if she could
She would not buy him or his love
She’s not rich enough
She doesn’t own her world
She’s not poor enough
She won’t sell her heart or soul
She’s just somewhere in between

She’s not quite enough,
She’s not pretty enough
Even all dressed up
She doesn’t stand out of any crowd
She’s not quite pretty enough
She won’t turn heads
She’s not quite plain enough
She isn’t completely ignored
She’s just somewhere in between

She’s not quite enough
She’s not a lot of things
She wishes she was more
She’s not the worst of things
She knows there is worse for sure
She’s just somewhere in between

She’s not quite enough
She tries her best
She knows it usually short
She gives her all
She knows its too wrong
She just isn’t quite enough

 

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Who?

I stand on the ledge,
I look down and wonder-
Who is really the brave one?
The one who flies into eternity
Or the one left on the edge.

I stand on the ledge,
I look around and wonder-
Who notices if we stay or go?
The stranger in the cafe
Or the one whispering of love.

I stand on the ledge,
I look up and wonder-
Who notices us, really notices?
The angels on high
Or just the shadows of our dreams.

I stand on the ledge,
I look down and wonder-
Who is looking and seeing now?
Just a stranger bored with their day
Or no one with time in the rushing of life.

I stand on the ledge,
I look around and wonder-
Who would feel it at all?
The stranger that is witness
Or those called friend, family, love.

I stand on the ledge,
I look up and wonder-
Who am I to wonder at all?
Who am I to matter at all?
Who am I to lose at all?

 

 

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Still

Alone without another
It comes midnight
Not even the moonlight
Still it searches.

Sun rises Sun sets
Beyond the reach
Sheltered by the clouds
Still it searches.

New Moon to Full Moon
Winter to Winter
Sleepless dreamless
Still it searches.

Torrents of rain
Gales of wind
Flashes of lightening
Still it searches.

Air biting cold
Frost to ice
Snow of blizzards
Still it searches.

Mountain summit bluster
Scorching desert sands
Roar river rapids
Still it searches

River Styx
Coin for the feryman
Firey cold of Hades
Still it searches.

Still it searches

One Day

One day I hope to be
As much for you
As you are for me,

I wish for nothing more
Than to be,
Your best friend,
Your port in the storm,
Your light in the dark,
One that you trust.

I wish one day
You will think,
I am worthy,
I am strong,
I am loyal,
I am here for you.

I wish one day
I will be enough,
That you will
Seek me out,
Reach for my hand,
Lean on me,
Let me be there for you.

I wish one day
You will see in me
Some of what I see in you,
Someone that cares,
Someone that loves,
Someone for you,
Someone that is there.

I wish one day
That you can know
What I want to give you,
My time,
My love,
My arms,
Myself.

I wish one day
I will be enough
For you to look
At me and see,
A best friend,
A safe place,
A warm retreat,
A friendly escape.

I wish one day
I will be enough
For you to let
Me be to you
What I let
You be for me.

I wish one day
You will let
Me show you
I can love you.
I do love you.
I always love you.

 

That day happened a long time ago… you were, you are and you will be someone very special in my life…. and i love you with all of my heart, the little one that ive got. (19.12.13)

You have the most amazing, kind, caring, generous, HUGE heart I have ever seen. You are the most wonderful gift to those you meet. That being said if you still think you have a little heart, then the rest of us have nano-hearts. (27.12.13)