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Im Lost In the Ways You Use To Love Me

Caring and sharing right from the start
Holding and hugging warms my cold heart
Passion and desire make me quake
Devotion and pride make my heart ache

I’m lost in the ways you use to love me

Kissing and touching and I cannot speak
Compassion for others leaves me weak
Hope and faith keeps me on the ground
Cries of joy and laughter is the sweetest sound

I’m lost in the ways you use to love me

Compliments and whispers keep me in a glow
Passions and dreams send me over the rainbow
Knowledge and logic fill my mind
Acceptance and forgiveness show me your kind

I’m lost in the ways you use to love me
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Sunday Morning Wreckage

The birds chirping remind me of
Soft expressions of natures love

The softness of her almond eyes
Seeing through my streetwise disguise

Blushes revealing hidden truth
Honesty in its pure let soothe

My heart ache, but now my head aches
As with the day my body wakes

Mr. Coffee, it's me again
How’ve you been, its been god knows when

You know the drill, it's par per course
Forgive and get back on the horse

Is it bad that I’m missing her
And everything else is a blur

Ah that aroma, oh so nice
I can’t believe, I broke the ice

Oh ,but my head feels broken too
At least the spinning seems ‘bout through

Poured with every ounce of concentration
With shaky fits of hesitation

Just a few spilled drops here and there
It's all right, right now: I don't care

Feels like I'm swirling down a drain
Loud colors burn my eyes and brain

Sitting relieves some of the pain
Always as bad as a migraine

But, feels so much worse in the vein
Of knowing you're your own worst bane

A piping cup of black coffee
With vanilla almond toffee

Admonishing me, to my right
The parental glaring sunlight

Way too early and way too bright
Oh, but what a glorious night

Stumbling home at quarter past three
I'm a wreck; hoping she calls me

Premium Member Six Little Letters

Everyone has heard,                                                       a feared word by all.                                                       Six little letters,                                                             can change one's life in an instant.                                   It comes in many forms,                                                 from mild to death.                                                       Much pain-sadness-heart ache does it bring,                     no happiness here for all concerned.                                 From skin on the outside,                                               to breast-lung and more on the inside.                              This six little lettered word,                                              will it have it's way.                                                                          In all the decades that have passed, 
this little monster is still on the loose.                               You ask what monster could cause all of this,                    six little letters "Cancer." 



Date Written: 6/1/2021

1 Place                                                                         
Cancer Ivy Poetry Contest                                                Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke

Premium Member With All the Love Hope and Dreams I Have For You Both Love Dad

With all the Love, Hope and Dreams 
I have for You Both !!! Love Dad .

My pretty, little, sweat, delicate Butterflies, 
spread your newborn wings, fly high into the skies,
far from the screaming threats, sarcasms and hostility,
and into peaceful dreams, in the lands of tranquility
where, in your impressionable, wise,  mind’s eye,
you may come to know not, fear that is in your nightly cry.

To turn ?, I do not know where,
as it seems, all I do is worry and sigh
living in this futile, old world of darkness and despair,
where, all I think about is your futures and cry.

I truly hope that you never come to know, in depth, what it is to be sad,
only come to know happiness in life, to live your lives and be glade,
is the hopes, dreams and desires of your troubled dad, 
who’s day dreams and nightmares are far to sad
for my two little Butterflies, who’s lives I fear may turn out bad.

My heart ache weeps like Niagara Falls, bleeds profusely for you two,
and without courage ?, this is all I seem to do.  
I will try, my Angels, to give you my very best
and pray that all else will be laid to rest.

As you get older and your knowledge continues to grow,
I hope that you will understand and get to know
why it is, that this was all your mother and me could show,
of our parenting skills riding the winds of nurturing that blow
across the landscapes, of heritage, of genetics, of family history.
All these forces that create the parenting mystery !!!

B. J. “A ” 2
Winter of 1988 / 1989 
Revised September 4th 2013
Form: Rhyme

Love Connection

Love connection


I feel there is a connection between us
And it needs to be explored as soon as possible.
I need a symbiotic relationship with someone I can truly trust;
So will you tell me please, if my desire for you is feasible?


I met you once upon a time, a long time ago,
In a faraway place where the good times flowed.
I have travelled for miles to be with here with you
And I will continue to wonder, until you tell me, what I need to know.


If there is someone out there that you already love,
The please tell me now, so I can move on without you.
If you think, maybe, I could be the one you want to hug,
Then tell me and I will bring your chocolates to a rendezvous.


I’m cannot be backwards in coming forwards,
Because the reward could be love and that would be stupendous!
All I want to hear are those important three words;
I love you!  Not now, later; maybe we should just date first.


You are Heaven sent; I am trying to be benevolent.
Heart ache is violent and I can no longer remain silent.
I must tell you how I feel because I can’t get no satisfaction.
If this attraction is just a distraction, 
Then I shall leave you in peace
And find someone else who wants to make a love connection.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Screams

Bitter and corrosive
Not like lemon juice-or vinegar
Like battery acid

Consumptive
Skin falling off bone
Glass house dreams crunching under haste

Consuming 
Bone evaporating  to ash
Notions of forever lost on the wind 

Anger and dread
All encompassing 
Screams trapped in lungs

Torment
Because they never loved you after all 
And maybe- just maybe
No one is capable of loving you the way you love
And your sentenced to a life of loneliness

And it's like drowning, and burning, and falling-
And suffocating and imploding
And it just is and isn't,
A burning question-
Probably better unanswered

But you ask it anyway
And the thoughts and emotions do summersaults-
And have fists fights in your mind
Scratching at the steel bars on your brain trying to get out
But if they escaped you wouldn't have anything to keep you up at night

Salty and sour 
Not like tears dripping in your mouth
Like a fist full of dead sea salt

Fragile
A heart that couldn't break any longer 
Just a pile of dust

Gone
Giving yourself to the darkness
The skeletons sitting in the living room instead of hidden in the closet

Heart ache 
All encompassing 
Screams trapped in lungs

Random Thoughts *24* a Villanelle

Villanelle:
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Heart-Ache



Why does my heart ache?
I am an alright guy
There is only so much I can take!

Often, I sit in seclusion by this lake
Think of my let downs and cry
Why does my heart ache?

I'm always honest, never fake
Occasionally, I'll tell a white lie
There is only so much I can take!

Bad decisions, I am plagued to make
No matter how had I try
Why does my heart ache?

My heart is burning at the stake.
Well done, completely fried.
There is only so much I can take!

Under a weeping willow tree, beside this lake.
Tears weigh heavy, I cry 
Why does my heart ache?
There is only so much I can take!


Jared Pickett
12/23/06
Asavvy1

Suisideffect

Leaving feels like losing you and leaving feels like lonely,
The closest thing to calm I have are nights when you're there to hold me.
Contact feels like grounding, your embrace feels like Safety. 
God knows I haven't felt enough of that lately. 
Leaving feels like cords severed. 
Heart string and a hollow pit in my stomach, 
The ache to be near you and wish that I wasn't. 
So f'd up, so f'ing insane. 
Every time you leave it leave imprints on my brain. 
Co-dependent personality. 
Thats my diagnosis, 
Do you know what that means?
It means when I'm alone I feel hopeless. 
I can't help that the pressure drops me to my knees. 
I can't stop the intrusive thoughts that make it hard to breathe. 
I'm sorry that my first solution is always su!c!de. 
Because this is not a world I ever wanted to reside. 
I take the meds that are supposed to fix this chemical imbalance, 
Every memory I have is a trauma response and I'm aware its f'ing tragic. 
I never learned how to cope with the truth, 
Or how everytime I offer my body I feel used. 
I am held together by this blanket of scars. 
Begging someone to see them for what they are. 
My ribs. My thighs. My wrist. My eyes.
Do you know how hard it is to lie?
I'm not alright. 
I'll promise you forever but I want to leave today. 
I want to leave right now. 
I dont want to feel this way. 
Because the closest thing to peace I had was with a razor to my wrist. 
Enough alcohol to drown the screaming past my chapped lips.
I dont mean to dwell but  did that feel nice,
It was probably the pills cause I dont know what else went down that night. 
I just know that it felt warm and I felt safe knowing I'd never wake up. 
Never feel that heart ache of being told to "get back up" 
I know being su!c!dal is not helping my case.
But your honor, if I'm honest. 
I f'ing hate this place. 
I repeat cycles and hurt everyone who's close.
I push the only people who care about me away, This is not a life I would have chose. 
I get it. 
I promise that I do. 
But when I tell you that its me. 
Please don't ever think its you.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Elizabeth Wakes Again

Once more I'm summoned:
Out of the soft grays of almost-sleep, 
Pulled by your cries through the still murk 
Of our house, resting quiet as stone,
The hour unknown, but one of the dead ones
Verging on the dawn.

I enter your tiny room resolved on threats,
If that's what it'll take, this time.

-  But there you stand trembling, pink fingers grasping the crib,
So sadeyed it makes my heart ache
With the love of you.

So once again I lift you, hold you tight
As you sob into my shoulder apologetically.

You've no word for the Terrors that assault you by night;
Can't name them to me, that I might banish them
With whatever Father-Magic I possess.

So I give consolation as best I may,
In soothing murmmers, enfolding arms,
Before I lay you back down, now calmed for a time
Then shuffle on back to await the next round.

My head swims with its want of sleep, I'm too tired now
To feel even traces of acceptable anger
At all these nightly robberies of my rest.

     Besides, I've no word for my formless fears either,
     No teddies to post for guard;
     But a warm and loving wife lies in wait
     To comfort me.

I,

I,


Wanna strike a match in your heart if you let me, try,
I, promise I will not stop.
I’ve, got, to give you all that I have had, 
In the past, I only ever gave half.
Your heart, my star, has landed, right here.
You near, lift me up, above, my love, my drug, 
You’re my everlasting,
Listening, laughing, with you.


Never blue, only if you ask me to, 
Will I quit, but never be tragic, ‘cause I know you’re fantastic.
Fantasy, you’re mine, never lying, all true, 
Everything comes from you, 
Into us, build our love, become my continuum.
Continue to feel ‘em, no fool, used tool, creating illusion’s, 
Never becoming immune, to heart ache, I break, 
Every time I say truth.
Never had the voice to, a-maze, lost in my confusion, 
Wandering allusion’s, memory of tragedy, 
Reality is comedy. 


I laugh, take it back, leave me to my spiral, 
Leave me and go viral.
Find fame, it’s lame, wannabee a nobody, 
Or someone, somebody, anybody, something, 
Dreams ring, for me, telephone is calling.
Fame and fortune drawing, us to, hope for, 
A better tomorrow, reaching out of sorrow.


Searching, just a king, waiting on a future,
Know I’d never leave ya.
Fist raised, heap praise, fighting for our freedom.
Writing up a new kingdom, 
Stole a thought and only went and built us both a fiefdom.
Come and feast your eyes on, a thing that taste like bacon.
Glitterballs, come walk the halls, perform a free dance with me, 
Make me your nobility, hopeless-ly, endless-ly.


I will wait in hand, I stand, give me a direction, 
Show me your perfection.
Crystalized, fireflies, 
Your eyes energize me; energizer bunny.


Love’s cruel, use me, using your own rules, 
Anything is possible, yet all this is improbable?
If you would only wish it, into your existence, 
I will move the world sideways, 
Moving your in all ways...
Always.


(C)2023 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
© Aa Harvey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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