I didn’t see steal your car
I didn’t wreck your life
I didn’t break your heart
I didn’t want be your wife
I take you as you are
No longer keep a score
In fact, it was you, my friend
Who knocked upon my door.
Hard Knock
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Illuminate
It is not a situation where
what you emanate
reaches me unchanged,
to reflect what you radiate.
It is the essence of my being
to take in and absorb
the streams of mercy
that flow out from your source;
feed me and make me whole,
make me grow beyond my limits –
strong, broad, I tower over all.
You give your all to me,
I soak up your energy
preoccupied with you
Until the fall..
Dearest Hope
I hope…
keep yourself from feeling
resentment at my leaving you
here, my dearest.
It is joyous to depart,
do not let sadness taint
the inevitable start
to a “new” day.
Do not hold it against Him,
let comfort cover you
and soften the impact
you feel after free-fall.
It will save you, bruised not broken.
I am nothing but
a haunted house
occupied by a Ghost
that keeps all others out.
I fear it not, for it dispels all fears
– the hate and the fight –
it lets in the light through darkened shutters,
breaks down inhabitable disguise.
I stare into your face
no mask, of self – a trace,
an empty broken shell
awaiting to be whole
and filled with life anew.
No cold, hard, barren ground,
broken fossils incomplete
no slowly sinking mound
weathered turf, carved concrete,
chiselled words standing proud.
Within one heart rests humanity, whole –
my only other hope is you are there
once you too, are grown and old.
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Ego
‘Tis a weed in the garden
Do nothing to make it grow
Some think it’s just a flower
Daring where it shouldn’t go
Through many will multiply
And choke the others dry
Some, worse are hurtful
Prick your fingers till you cry
Just to show how incessant
cursed ground, set apart, they are
I plucked out a whole garden full
here, you see my scars.
Never again
Walked to the top of the bridge
Held all the things you said
Cast off over the edge
Whipped by the wind and the current
Drowned out on the sea bed
Never again to evoke a frown
Stepped down from the ledge
Over the bridge
Stand on new ground
Warm air surrounds
The happiest place to be
Under soles of feet
Atmosphere
Seek not tangible work of hands
Bountiful good of lands
Seek not sweat of effort on brow
Milk and honey
sweet culture scent
brew ferment
Dew drop pure, nor lament
Seek not revelling aching
limb and ligament
Slaving till reckoning day
Clutching dear at.most.fear
Seek diligently
Hidden – heard and felt
In the realm of angels
A World within One self.
For this we silently slave
Driving apathy away
Drilling at walls that form
In thin air
Suspended in a thick
blanket of despair
That clouds the eyes
marks our stare
One name desires us,
pierces our side
He asks us ‘Do you dare?’
What we see here is
Swings and roundabouts
The universe
The sea
The atmosphere
Heaven declares the unseen
Seek
Fear not.
Used to be
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Used to be that
Every time I saw you
I walked away and cried
From the tone in your voice
The way you raised your eye
The whisper on your breath
You thought you could deny
Used to be that
Every time I saw you
I caught you in a lie
hints and blunt suggestion
Words like bricks would fly
But now i never cry
Since i stood my ground
And took my aim
And drew pistols at fifty paces
And shot the crooked lie
Here I’ve hung it out to dry.
Pregnant pause
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The perils of being an optimist
Is bearing more disappointment
The insufferable pregnant pause
Between reality and expectations
Is only a This World problem
Endless stream
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Dived into the murky waters
Held your ankles pushed you out
Before me float downstream
Clear pools channel into the sea
While lying languishing in
A trail of disturbed waters
Forget-me-nots floating
Sediment settling
Ebbs and eddies circling around
Waiting for the tide
To wash me down.
Lady Agape
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I ought to tell you
I am not in love
And never was
Not what it seems
You ought to know
Since you proposed
It is more than that.
– MM
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