Your face says it all, you are goingI plead like I'm sent to the nooseNo combination of begs I find workingTears gush through a wide-open sluiceJoy pours away, I am leakingDread fills the vacuum insideI see my love and my joy and my passionRetreat like th...
We walked a path togetherThrough the sunshine and the shadeOver mountain tops and valleysThrough the forest and the glade.At times the path was easyAnd warm rays lit our tracksLaughter flowed like musicThe wind pushed upon our backs.Other times were much...
The Mediterranean. January 15th, 1943 Matron Katarina Langsdorf leaned on the rail at the stern of the old tramp steamer, the coast of Libya having long been lost to her sight by distance and nightfall. Her eyes were moist and red from the tears she had f...
My love and I will never truly be parted in this life For our love is true, and too secure ever to be shaken By the caprice of storms and tempests that toss us to and fro. Even though there will be many times of sharp pain and sorrow, Casting a doleful sh...
How frustrating.Fickle Fate threw us together,Pairing an unlikely coupleWhose paths should ne’er have crossed.A cruel mistress,She teased us with love, Budding affection whichThrived and grew -Then she viciously tore us apart.And I miss you.Frustration.It...
Laying in their separate beds in different parts of the country, they each hug their pillows close imagining it the other as they send sweet messages of love. Both wanting longing to go back to yesterday when they were together sharing soft passionate kis...
A year ago on Valentine's Day, my husband and I had just separated. I ventured out to play and leave it all behind, until he whispered the words to me "just because it is easier to start over than to fix what you already have doesn't mean it is right. " a...
Oww... my head... The dull ache in her head did not keep the memories from leaking back into her thoughts. Her eyes snapped open. And immediately shut again, waiting for the nausea to vanish. She was seeing double, the ground was moving. This was not good...
This feeling I had was unreal. It'd been years since I'd last seen Holly Hightower. There'd been many women in many places since then. But now I was falling for this one…hard. * Sensual and seductive, she lay amid the rumpled sheets of the bed where we'd...
sensible shoes kicked off in the foyer reclining across the overstuffed furnishing our shared liebesraum by turns hitched to helios or bathed in lunacy a lipstick kiss left on a mirror love burnishes the glass of twelve hours forever separating us
Their happiness taunts me, the cruelest of jokesIf only they knew how I felt.My heart in pieces, just a shell of a manCursing God, for the cards that were dealt.May your heart be broken a thousand timesMay you drown in a sea of tears.For only those, who h...
I recently lost two relatives who I was not close to. I have also been thinking a lot about separation and the reasons behind it. This poem is about making amends and finding peace before it’s too late. Souls like lights, travel through space,Trails cross...
Alone, empty. Apart, void. Separately, fragmented. Individually, nothing. Not thinking, not feeling, not caring, just...existing. Existing, yes, but in the basest sense — not truly being. Together, we are no longer empty, void, fragmented. We are replete....
Claire sat drawing with her wax crayons whilst her mother pushed pieces of meat and stale bread down into the top of the metal meat grinder with one hand and turned the handle with the other. Claire watched fascinated as the meat and bread came out worm l...
