"The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you."-Anonymous

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Fool Me Twice


Ignoring misery's toll
took another chance
placed a wounded soul
in precarious circumstance

Azure eyes of magic
her smile entrapped his soul
the outcome once more,tragic
his life so close, to whole

Committed for a lifetime
sealed it with his ring
left aching for the right sign
she wasn't everything

Hand strays to the hollow
she once occupied
with many days to follow
seeking reasons why

One true love's denial
all alone again
weeping all the while
shattered heart in chains

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Step Off




Hollow chasm beckons
chill hands of wind
serve emptiness second
Loss
always first to feed

Another somber step
a leap
embracing never
Forever
long gone
Now
hazy mist of regret
floats
on wings of pain

Echoing in the void
tomorrow
embraced by trembling arms
soaked
in crimson sorrow

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Thursday

I posted some more poetry on The Poet Sanctuary. I found a thread on there where a lot of the other writers post their pictures. What a bunch of good looking people. So many different personalities and lifestyles as well. I was amazed to discover that a few of my favorite writers were much younger than me. They expressed themselves with depth and maturity that's sometimes hard to find in the very young.

I spent last night with my daughter. she's getting so big. She's "boy crazy" these days. She likes one boy, but another one likes her, and she's not going with either of them......yet. They have a dance at school this Friday, I'm sure the drama will progress from there.
Sadly, the dance will begin with a memorial to one of her friends, Ebony. Ebony was killed this week when she was accidentally shot by her brother, she was only 12.
Rest in peace Ebony......

My new best friend and I are talking again about tattoos. She is thinking of getting a big one up her side. It will really be beautiful if they do a good job. I have the itch for a new one too. I just can't make up my mind which one to get. Maybe a few more sit-ups and I'll get the one for my chest....more likely another for the arm though.

Well, I am at work, I should work.
I'll post my new poem later tonight, unless I get too drunk at bowling :)

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

A Pain She Bears




Tormented by insecurity
unaware of
her angelic beauty
she sits
in silent glory
seething with
a fury

She works to
get through
every day
struggling for
the words to say
the things inside
she knows
she shouldn't hide

Share the pain
It's what she needs
Stop the tears
remove
the seeds
of doubt
that fill her
gentle
worried mind

Dreams and waking moments
often are the same
she doesn't know
what's wrong
or whom it is
to blame

A little girl
who loves her
A man,
devoted too
She's tired of
the wonder
of what she is
to do

They wrap her up
in laughter
try to touch
her soul
Still
She finds it
so hard
for her to
let it go

Trembling
as she lie down
she begins to pray

"Please God let them
both be there
when this pain
goes away."