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A Cold Resolve

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Silent Reverie

Once when I was happy as a child

Who played in bark and leaves
Running beside was my friend the sea
Whispering bold secrets of the free
Stars watch my silent dances
And in deep sleep I dream
Older now and feeling grey
A few of those dreams have come to be
The rest I ‘ve lost and had a cost to pay
World cruel in the changes I see
And only inside my silent reverie
Do I now run wild and carefree.
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Stacking The Bullet Points

By his lack of interest in more than ok
Or attention to the making of love outside orgasm
I’m ok and he’s ok so no need for details
No need to know why or what is felt
Or need to notice or pass comment
on life lovingly shared
No pause to share a joke or inspiration
He asks how I am but has no time to listen
Past the bullet points as he says goodnight
Stack it up and box the next
Fill the hollow with more empty
Quick march to a superficial ending.
23 April 2013
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Who am I to you?

I pause for an answer
Hands ready to crush everything in my heart
I give all to win
Under the stars your scent
Opened the door to my longing
Spilling over obliterating all but you
To give
To provide
To inspire
To provoke
To nurture
To heal
Everything is you
For my daily prayers
I ask to be your want and your need
Digging deeper and wider everyday
In words
In silence
In tears
In laughter
In pain
In pleasure
I am tirelessly infinite
And who are you to me?
A riddle answered and treasured
Buried in this restless and passionate woman.
13 May 2013
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Angel of the Air

The keeper of this sad affair
Would you care to be at all aware
Of the careless acts you commit
Squandering love as you see fit
To veil the lies you continue to tell
In as many ways as you choose to resell
This nightmare to her and to me
To further selfishness you won’t see
Every word and act chosen to deceive
For comforts you undoubtedly receive
No reprieve and no end to this sad affair
From the angel of the air.
20 May 2013
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Conflict and Fear

I have a feeling or an idea as I look upon your face

Of the conflict that exists in this space
The softness of your eyes hardens to granite
Then back to gentleness changing with the remorseless tide
Your generous bottom lip so endearing
Thins and tightens full of secrets and fear
No amount of love and devotion can erase
The dread of losing more than you win when in my embrace
How can I make it so that you know?
What must I do for this truth to show?
That all is love and it cannot be lost
It exists and perseveres beyond all cost
Worth your devotion and commited return
Of love generous in the simplicity you spurn
Sadly not enough or worth a life changing event
Too idealistic and not in keeping with what you have spent
This life and this love for your sins I repent
I endure and daily in silence I pray
That you will dispense with the complications haunting our love one day.
20 May 2013
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In Gratitude for 45 Birthdays of you

Making do and doing so
Accepting life alone as though
It’s fine and all so very fine
Keep it in the straightest of ordered lines

But then…

My waking dreams were in distinct reverse
And I dreamt of you in wandering sensuous curves
While thinking you could not be Never ever and not for me

But then…

It was so sudden and unexpected
And much much more than anticipated
You were there and we simply fitted
You and I delightfully and perfectly suited

And so…

I have much gratitude to express to you
I appreciate all that you are and do
Thank you for taking the chance to walk my way
Thank you for loving me and choosing to stay.

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An Elusive Freedom

You are a constant on my mind Sometimes singing loudly in the front row
Sometimes pleasantly humming at the back of my mind
There aren’t any words to your song
But I feel the depth of oceans in the melody
Rather than hear carefully crafted words
It feels like starlight
And walks out under the sheltering sky
It’s an elusive feeling afforded few
A freedom I’ve been granted
Generously and graciously
Lovingly and thoughtfully
And more than I deserve.

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An Inconvenient Illness

Love is so very inconvenient
Obnoxiously gentle and annoyingly patient
It spills from my heart making an awful mess
I often think my life would be better if I could love less
It bothers and nudges my logical brain
Making me do things that drive it insane
Love love love the source of mental illness

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Still Life Emotion

Read my scars and sing my tears
Pour the notes slowly into your ears
Look inside and say hello
Listen to the ghostly echo
Step softly down the cluttered hall
Examine the dreams up on the wall
Don’t mind me while I sit
Watching your stealthy visit
Sitting quietly at my easel
Painting you in still life emotion.