Monthly Archives: March 2015
me, myself, and you.
i overheard a conversation,
a day or two ago –
it seems myself was
unhappy with me –
i turned and quickly walked away
without offering my opinion.
not my battle –
not my war,
at least not on that day…
looking back,
now,
i have to wonder –
the outcome of the confrontation.
insignificant,
i suppose –
as i am still the same me,
and i feel myself,
still very much alive…
Sonnet #1: What I have found in you
My friend – you touch me deeper than the sun,
And every smile you smile fills up my soul!
With you it matters not what I have done,
For all my dreams, you’ve taken and made whole!
Before your touch my life was closing fast,
But then you came and opened up the door.
Now all my insecurities have passed,
I’ve found with you a life, and so much more!
You’ve brought the sun, and rolled the clouds away,
And I can see new hopes and dreams ahead.
I’ll never wonder what to do or say,
Because with you, all thanks can go unsaid!
If I had one small gift to give to you –
to find in me – what I have found in you!
tease
flimsy as maybe –
unstable as if –
your promise floats above me,
just out of reach…
perhaps you feel the effort
more important than the feel,
suppose – more necessary than real.
intentions – undefined –
your non-touch
un-opens me.
while you roam effortlessly from your dreams,
you keep me tightly clasped –
to mine…
more than much
into this world we’re born –
craving affection –
warm caress,
open arms,
love…
and as we walk along life’s journey
we search for that – connection –
eyes that meet,
glance shared,
confirmation of mutual admiration…
yet –
it seems –
that if that touch,
that – embrace –
falls outside the paradigms of social acceptance –
we push away,
close doors,
retreat…
why is it –
my friend –
my feelings invade your – right?
my need exceeds your – allowed?
i have only everything to give to you –
sunlight on a cloudy day –
care more than all of life’s unconcern –
and love –
pure as fire,
real as touch –
i only want to be that which you need –
all of want –
more than much!
to become
what if –
the bridge between
is,
and possibilities…
to linger in the now –
face down,
drowning in regret –
requires too much of not enough.
i choose face up –
forward motion.
captivated by might,
fueled by could –
my journey started yesterday,
with just one step
past accept!