Tag Archive: poetry


Open the windows of your shuttered mind

to the unencumbered breeze of fresh thought

Let it gently spread; swirling through half-opened

doors into darkened corners to remove

 the stale, stagnant, settled dust of the past

 allowing for very good use of the space

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I am the sum of my parts

I am part of the sum

 enlarged heart

I am a speck of sand

I am as vast as the ocean

two open hands

I am too lost to find

I am in your eyes

small mind

I am all

I am nothing

humble soul

I am you

 

 

 

 

bedroom

Though it was never to be

I still believe mine seemed

the better dream

for you, for me

Simple, but pure

where nothing was obscure

Full and whole

with peace, unity, bliss; the goals

And love, always at the core

no need for anything more

Yes, I protest

Mine was the best

 

 

 

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Sitting in this

dying tree

wondering; should

I just let

you be, like she

has done with me?

When she said she

had to go

was that the last

that I should

know?  Then, I get

a shiver, when

wintry skies dim

with snowfall

winding it’s way

down the glen

I feel the fall

This tree; once, so tall

 

 

 

 

 

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You say “she’s tough”,  as though

not wearing a certain kind of skin

means you are somehow damaged

But someone, has to feel everything for the ones who don’t

These are the ones with the strongest shoulders

who always carry the heaviest things

and there is absolutely no shame

in displaying a big, tender heart

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Days run past

hurrying around the bend

I can’t grab on that fast

as they slip away in the wind

I don’t see where they go

but, definitely out of my view

If only their pace would slow

then, these far betweens may become few

 

 

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Some mediums cannot be erased

Light tints don’t cover darker hues

So, I am only partly colored in

with most of it, a deep blue

Somehow along the gallery wall

time got lost in the paint-by-numberings

while unfinished in a corner, sat a portrait

pushed aside with day-to-day encumberings

 Dreamsight faded into monochrome

the past leaving a large lasting stain

if only all unwanted marks could be washed away

like  watercolors in the rain