Archive for March 23, 2011


I tried to catch you

I tried to catch you

As you were falling

Yet you pushed me

Out of the way

I lay there for a while

Not sure of what to say

I tried to catch you

When you were thrown

Upon the heap

But once again you

Evaded me as if you

I wanted to keep

I tried to catch you

When you wings failed

In the storm

You dodged and spun

To twist and turn

And from me to stay

Away

I tried to catch you

As the devil held out

His arms

But you did not see me

For your heart was full

Of charms of wealth

And beauty from afar

I tried to catch you

As you burned within

That pit

Singed my wings legs

And arms

But you just closed

Your eyes

I tried to catch you

As your soul they cast

Aside

I had to endure stories

Of how you had suffered

With pride

Now that I have fallen

And lay motionless by

Your side

I’m sorry I did not catch

You or my love learn how

To hide

;s

 

Last night I killed my farther

And it was not out of rage

Was not the fact that to him

I was a mere boy by my age

Last night I killed my farther

And it was not for his wealth

Nor material gains or things

To obtain due to his demising

Health

Last night I killed my farther

To stop a fountain of tears

To cease a flow that had gone

On for many years

Last night I killed my farther

To bring about an end

To see the day start peacefully

And my mother not have to defend

Last night I killed my farther

And it was not out of rage

For time had taken its toll on

Me of this I cannot pretend

Last night I killed my farther

And I slept so peacefully

For such knowledge could do

Nothing than set me mind

And soul free

Last night I killed my farther

And I quietly laid down to rest

Knowing that in my heart of hearts

That I had always done the best

Last night I killed my farther

And to him it was no surprise

For he read my true intentions

By just looking in my eyes

Last night I killed my farther

By breaking his lonely heart

When I told him that from his

Company I was now ready to

Depart

Last night I killed my farther

As I slowly turned away

Knowing that no spoken word

Would ever make me stay

Last night I killed my farther

As I closed the door on his world

I heard him fall but did not turn

For my heart would form no words

 

You cannot pretend to

Have passion

It’s not just a cloak you can

Wear not fashion

It’s inside your heart

From the first breath

Does it start

And it makes others

Stop and stare

You cannot pretend to

Have passion

As if you telling a lie

For that glow in the

Eye

That ability to fly

Just will not go with

The flow

You cannot pretend to

Have passion

For it will bring about your

Demise

Others will look at you

And ask what you do

And wonder why so

You tell lies

You cannot pretend to

Have passion

 

Aware

I look and see that emptiness

And so want to just

Hold your hand

Don’t want to confuse

You

Set you up for a fall

You will not understand

I look and see that emptiness

And so want to give you a

Hug

To show you some love

And let you know

That not all in life

Is so bad

I look and see that emptiness

And have to turn away

Not because I don’t

Care

But you will not believe a

Word I say

I look and see that emptiness

And it just makes me

Want to cry

For in the past I am more than

Aware

That someone must have

Seen that in me

And just walked on past

I look and see that emptiness

And hope for you it will not last

xxX

 

When the children are gone

We will have each other

That you that me to somehow

Rediscover

Those things and feelings

That used to be

No longer hidden or waiting

For other things to be

Gone will be times of putting

Aside

Of tomorrows and yesterdays

Of having to hide

The eye’s and the feelings

That linger inside

When the children are gone

There will be no pride

No pretence no perfection

Of how things should be

We’ll be able to make mistakes

And not worry who sees

When the children are gone

There will not be a we

 

Thank you for The Perfect Poet Award of week 40

A red rose for my garden

Sweet smelling beauty

Fresh from my heart

Sharing the sunshine

Of which we are part

A red rose for my garden

Attracting the bee’s

To come and see me

And that space that

Is made for a pardon

To compensate for that

Longing to be free and

Spend my time in the fields

Of life looking and searching

For that other way to be

A red rose for my garden

Merely a representation

Of that I see with my minds

Hidden eye

Beauty in all under this sky

A red rose for my garden

Looks so alone now so

Sad am I for that

Red rose in my garden

Natures kings and queens

Changing making everything

Look clean and tidy to the eyes

View

Lost and alone is the beauty of

You

For

Natures kings and queens

Have no space for those

Things not to be seen

The spiders web and

Slugs slimy crawl such

Things are not for the

Garden at all so says

Natures kings and queens

 

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