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Hello , you know who,
you are, can not say,
your name, but you,
know all the same.
I have started writing again,
for you.
It's some thing I have to do.
You are the one, who knows.
what's in my heart,
you are the one who inspires me,
opened my eyes to poetry.
You are my secret love,
when the time is right,
I will tell you above.
You are the one, who ,
held my hand tight,
when we walked, along,
the beach, late at night.
With you I went to Paris and Rome,
with out leaving home.
We even walked along the China wall,
with you in my arms, I felt so tall.
Yes it's thanks to you,
that I write here now,
expressing my feelings, on the net.
Thinking of you, in all I write,
My muse, My friend,
I love you so,
just wanted, you to know.
As I lay here under the stars.
I take a trip down memory lane.
And I'm transported to a time
when I was deeply and madly in
love.Your embrace was my safe
harbor. When I was in your arms
all was right in the world. Our love
story was a gift from God. But the
world around us wasn' t ready for
such a love.I could remember it
like yesterday, You were so hand-
some. A greek god could not hold
a candle to you. Your fair skin was
flawless and your blue eyes were
more lovely than the sky on a great
day.And your physique took my
breath away.I think I fell in love
with you instantly. In a strange voice
that I barely recognized as my own,
I blurted out “ Young Sir”Do you need
anythang else? As I recall you must
have been smittened with me as well
because you didn't answer for a long
time. You always told me that you
loved my caramel skin and my big
brown eyes. You always referred to
me as your African princess.When
you finally spoke you simply said
no.From that day on we were two
young lovers who was forbidden to
love because of the color of our skin.
When your parents found out about
our secret love affair I died a million
times in one second. They shipped
me to another plantation in another
state.I longed for you to find me but
you never did.I will never forget how
you made me feel,you didn't see color
you saw me as the love of your life. My
darling I felt the same and I will love
you until I breathe my last breath.
My Grannies Love note
1-18-16
My secret love is silence;
to be alone in the loud clash and tumult
yet to be silent
and not have to speak, or acknowledge
the presence of anyone.
I need at least 3 hours of aloneness
not including nocturnal time.
I need to think unhurriedly, spaciously,
even as the TV reports a train wreck
I stay in my silence, no need to turn off a thing,
nor block out the bird song
my kind of silence is the roaring kind.
It is louder than a runaway tractor
it is the silence in the engine
between the noise.
That kind of silence requires no answer
or repost, no agreement or disagreement.
Imagine a vast hollow tree
and a small mouse living in that hollow,
the mighty tree shakes and groans, creaks
and rattles
yet the mouse has found it own inner tree
and that tree loves to be alone
in all that cacophony
for the louder its world gets
the deeper is its silence.
If you were to ask that mouse a question
it would not answer,
because silence already knows,
and never hears
what we think we know.
Even though our time is just
A moment here and there
To me you’ll never be
The average everyday affair
I know I’m just a picture
In the memory of your mind
The girl you keep a secret
The girl you leave behind
There was a time I’d lay awake
And dream of you and I
There was a time I wanted more
There was a time I’d cry
For love is never easy
When it’s given just by one
Love is never easy
When for him it’s just for fun
Love is never easy
When you think that it’s for real
But when the spell is broken
It's not love, but lust you feel
Your dreams diminish one by one
Illusions fade away
And in their place reality
Has come to have its say
So now I know the secret
To a passionate affair
To just enjoy the moment
To live without a care
To take each moment as it comes
With eyes now open wide
But always with your secret love
You just enjoy the ride...
Her love for me,
Was as vast as a sea.
Many a time, she invited me
To her abode, for a cup of tea!
When I was sick in bed,
And was found almost dead;
She nursed me day and night,
My head in her lap, with delight!
When I was buried deep in debts,
She rescued me from public’s threats.
Liked walking with me arm in arm;
And tried to enthrall me by her charm!
Unasked, she attended to my every need,
Her feelings for me, I couldn’t read.
For my love, a silent plea,
In her eyes, I couldn’t see.
She dared not tell her love to me;
The fault was also mine; I do agree.
For not getting down on my knee,
I couldn't become her 'Shri'*!
Does secret love ever succeed?
It ends in failure in deed!!
Note: ‘Shri’* (India) a polite form of address equivalent to the English ‘Mr’.
This is the Day She Turns 30
by Lori Maria Walton
This is the day
when she turns thirty
but it is just a day
that nature, in its eternal flow,
acknowledges with a smile at
human constructs,
which are all caged.
This is the day
when she turns thirty,
receives roses, plays with daisies,
hums a secret love song,
gliding with steady wings
in the conference of the birds,
who are all free.
This is the day,
when the mirror looks into a blue, shining ocean
of spectacular eyes and sees
beauty, magic and elegance
making love on the seabed
which is translucent
She rises from the daisies
far above the day
and becomes timeless
she surfs with the minerals under an absolute sky
I see her and I see her beaming
behind a veil of joy
Form:
(Sung slowly)
Away away my Carolyn
away away with thee
I wanted you in my paradise
but it will never be
Away away my Carolyn
away away with me
for you have been my secret love
ere sence I first saw thee
Away away my Carolyn
away away with thee
with you, you take my happiness
forever gone with thee
Away away my Carolyn
away away with me
my poor heart is breaking
for you take my dreams with thee
Away away my Carolyn
away away with me
away to my lonliness
and emptiness you leave
Away away my valintine
away away with thee
as long as time is ticking
your memory will always be
Away away my Carolyn
away away with me
you'll allways be my truest love
as long as you shall be
(Sorry soupers Carolyn Devonshire is out of town but in the intrest of keeping things moving
I took the liberty of creating this piece. I think she'll be so surprised. and all you love lorn
soupers out there. this does'nt mean that there is any thing going on between us were just
friends. mean while who do I pass this too. Vince Suzadail Jr. and Sandra Hudson should be
ready for the chalenge. GO!)
Violet Haze (Sequel to The Raven)
You twirl your hair like Death indeed,
And like to sit back and watch my poems bleed.
My love and sorrow, all for you,
You know I never slink out of the blue.
But now I wonder all along,
If Death is actually you, my dear.
And who am I to shed a tear?
But I still bury you in song.
Between the lines of a poem, my dear.
For until we see it crystal clear,
I cannot tell what’s right and wrong.
My world falls into the void, my dear.
I wonder if we’ll ever become
Friends or lovers or family, it’s all a mystery
My love.
But ultimately, I think we’d be
All of the above.
So sail to sea in a ship, my dear.
Sail away from my greatest fear.
That you will lose *yourself* in the tide,
My love,
Forced to drown with a sudden shove.
It comes out of the blue, my dear.
And I cannot save you, this I fear.
You have to leave this ship, my dear,
You have to leave ‘your love.’
Behind to drown in your place, my dear.
I see your heart above
As your ‘love’ steers away from
The open bay.
And as I fly o’er the sky above,
I cannot save you again, my love,
You’re sunk beneath the sea.
And your ‘love’ sails away, my dear,
With a boisterous, monstrous glee.
But he cannot begin to see, my dove,
Your flight with me and stars.
As we escape this world.
It’s always you and me.
So which do you think will it be, my dear?
On Jupiter or on Mars?
What looked above like solid ground
was chosen as a building site.
A sinkhole brought the building down
It fell as one decayed by blight.
Likewise, in life, sinkholes appear
and wreck the plans that we have laid
destroying that which we hold dear
and causing our daydreams to fade.
It could be news about a spouse
caught in a secret love affair
that does love’s flaming fire dowse
and proves to be your future’s snare.
A disease found in routine tests
that threatens life with certain death
and sows distress within your breast
fostering fear with every breath.
The wealth lost when the market crashed
turning stock gains to stinging pain
life’s hope of ease, suddenly dashed
the victim of a sinkhole vein.
A career-ending firing
shaking the lifestyle you have built,
When Wall Street is not hiring,
This sinkhole makes your good life tilt.
Life’s sinkholes suddenly appear
with no rhyme and without reason
So, be prepared, keep your mind clear
prepped to live in every season.
To survive life’s scary sinkholes
you must build on solid bedrock.
Choose Jesus Christ, the only sure link
In the sinkhole He’ll be your rock.
Secret Love
You stay invisible, my person is harmful to you
Oh, lady, nobody knows our hidden relationship
I keep you in my shadow, soft love-blanket yours
Love you. Your light kills my shadow, I am blind
Blind, but I see, see and feel your heart, oh, love
Your light meets with my dark light, double heart
We are one. I hope I need it. I can’t do anything
Without your secret, your incredible blue love
Stay, stay in my heart, a blue lotus in the oasis
In the middle of a silver lake, the witness waves
Wavering vibrations, signs of eternal love, deathless
The trembling of Lombardy poplar leaves’ music
Is the music of ceremony, love, invisible wedding
Secret love, secret love, oh so far, but you are here
You find me, a killer ray, the light of your heart is seer
A brilliant attention of your high soul, a faith, a hope
The last way, the last
Chance, my saviour,
A light bridge to life
– From your heart
To the new life, walk,
Below me, the hungry
Chasm, the endless