Monthly Archives: November 2015

out beyond the breakers

out beyond the breakers –

where the sea is calm –

there is that place where earth meets sky.

in that space –

i’d like to be,

to see what angels see…

if only i could find a way –

to turn back time –

remove the darkness –

from the night.

see the light – your eyes –

feel the warmth – your smile –

i’d trade a thousand dreams…

but i know life must carry on,

and while i find you –

no longer in this place,

i know –

through faith –

you have flown past the horizon!

listen –

so soft –

the sound of angels wings.

and through the clouds,

strong ray of sunlight;

path of gold you walk upon.

sweet dreams –

my friend.

you will become –

fond memories –

etched oh so deeply in my heart –

forever!

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more than necessary

i enjoy you –

as much as great,

as deep as sky…

i drink you in,

submerge myself

in your smile –

lose my way,

in the deepness of your eyes!

time stands still,

when i’m with you –

reality redefined –

you speak my name,

and worlds collide…

how can i sleep,

dare close my eyes and find you gone when waking?

this fragile heart would surely break

if suddenly alone,

detached…

without  you,

i would simply cease to be…

 

greater than want,

you are,

so much more than necessary!

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somewhat grey

incidental

yet so real –

to not be seen,

in ones recovery…

enigmatic as sight

must seem,

to one who cannot see!

how did the great,

become –

recumbent,

good?

night used to shower us in starlight;

prelude to morning sun…

ostentatious as full-moon!

but now,

there is no hole in the shroud of darkness…

and finding our – selves –

all alone,

intensifies the insecurity…

life raft – lost at sea.

addiction,

without the comfort of –

an addict!

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somewhat grey

incidental

yet so real –

to not be seen,

in ones recovery…

enigmatic as sight

must seem,

to one who cannot see!

how did the great,

become –

recumbent,

good?

night used to shower us in starlight;

prelude to morning sun…

ostentatious as full-moon!

but now,

there is no hole in the shroud of darkness…

and finding our – selves –

all alone,

intensifies the insecurity…

life raft – lost at sea.

addiction,

without the comfort of –

an addict!

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hiding behind the …

my feelings –

alien to you as much as – secure is to timid,

shatter like shards of glass against your narcissistic walls…

how awesome,

it must be –

being  you;

how – required!

pompous as an apostrophe –

owning possession,

and the power to unite –

yet completely – unaffected!

and while you dangle effortless,

unencumbered –

I remain tied to the weight of my own culpability.

necessary,

you are –

more than any imagined ownership.

for without you,

meaning is lost;

and I become irrelevant as a useless preposition –

alone  –  without the companion of my most reluctant ,

yet oh so necessary –

object…

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