I grieve for tarnished stars that dim within my sight
and for the haloed moon that no longer glows at night.
Since he's no longer with me, my heart has grown cold.
I miss the tenderness of his touch, his hand to hold,
and shadows have replaced the warmth of sunlight.
Loneliness has become overwhelming and now I fear
I will never cease crying and drying yet another tear.
My heart is wounded. There's no denying or concealing
the sorrow and agony that my eyes must be revealing.
I wish I'd known his ardent words had not been sincere.
Foreboding is the silence that screams. Life's gone awry.
I shiver lying in bed while my heart keeps asking, "Why?"
The only sound I hear is the rush of waves upon the sea,
ebbing with my sighs, and flowing, they crash over me.
My eyes "to weep the tears that never learn" not to cry.
Life is spilling over with emptiness. It's barren and dark.
The only voice I hear is the mournful trilling of a lark.
In solitude, I watch rain fall from my window and weep
when memories come unbidden to me, denying sleep.
Forlorn, the longing within me is both desolate and stark.
Theme #1
Categories:
over with, lost love, sorrow,
Form: Rhyme
Disturbed over what she had planned
for tomorrow. Often times she refused to
me as included with her plans.
What sweet sonnets sing ye
the sound of togetherness
tangled with romance
an evening of love
a night to dance
Yes you my darling might obe
take part
in the clearest exception
where two promise never
to part
Love in the possibility of loving
where is tomorrow
that we shall love
the night away
each promise
each promise
Poem who shall write me
that you seem so inspired
promise who shall write me
Promise who shall write me
in titled to perfection
with each and every word
Poem who shall write me
Poem who shall write me.
then are they evil that they reherst
poem who shall write me
Sample the sweet sounds of
moring the feast upon the fruit
Poem who shall write me
Poem who shall write me
Then have we tonight
might the day was strange with
with sungsters
many words sung
some evasive of love
who shall sing the need
of our togetherness
nature sings in
the night might her
song be as sweet
Crepes for dessert
Categories:
over with, creation, guitar, music, romantic
Form: Ballad
I remember when I was a young man,
My manager has a sense of some place to go. He was a er, a screw head, a person that would not take it anymore. A man that stood up against the scum, the s the dogs, the filth, the . After meeting a person with allegations of guinea pigs and a court date for molesting his sister.
I watched my managers head, explode, because in an email the probational officer never said “hello, Hi, or my name”, “its “so ing rude” as she “makes me want to ing leave, I dislike her and can't work with her”! “SO, SO, So MUCH I'm thinking of quitting, because of HER”.
Some days I get bad ideas in my head. Next, I’m talking to the receptionist, and I tell her about a date tomorrow.
I told her my reservations, regarding meeting someone “she has two children” and “It' was hard to get over one boy”. “Dave, you have not met her yet, don’t think about the end”. People are cold and distant.
I smile as both the movie and life is true.
Categories:
over with, addiction,
Form: Free verse
Run Over With A Hearse
After I suffering from a caustic curse,
Hit awful man in head with my purse;
Were married;
Child carried,
Then had to run over with a hearse.
Jim Horn
Categories:
over with, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Before my anchored Cinderella hem
Her herbaceous gift on this solemn altar
Let a default oath resumes
Our erotic sentence and union
Do not chuckle on, or any more of ********
Only let the seed sown yesterday die
And pray not for its harvest
Before the sun heralds it to the moon
Be stiff, be still, be mute
And only be deaf to our love song.
If on a joyful moment dreams tells you of this fella,
Make an ablution and purge it out
Let its happy moment be like the cemetery
Never again ponder on it
Kill the stump that may surface it
Silence the voice that may echo it.
O wondrous Cinderella, the princes hood epitome
How “this” charming gift wanders off my soul
How this goddess star gloomy unadmired
O succulent testimony of your homely nature
Sunk in the mire by this statement acts
Fondling and selling the ageless reward
Before the street and else before the careless sight.
Good bye
Categories:
over with, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
Every night is like a huddle
Holding you in a tight cuddle
I never want to release
Filling me up with a peace
And completion that I feel
With a non fake love that's real
I had to go through so much
Sorrow till I found your touch
Full of gentleness not hate
I'm glad it was not too late
For my life to take a turn
Onto a path that lets me learn
Sometimes when we least expect it
We turn the corner and get hit
With a lucky twist of fate
Helping start a brand new slate
That we can design anew
Like I did when I found you
Categories:
over with, love, romance, , fate,
Form: Rhyme
after leaving the shrink in question,
s/he pondered while walking down the street
outside her/his office,
wondering just what the next one would look like,
wondering just how long it would take
before s/he’d be rid of the next one &
why did it always go this way to begin with?
just how ****ed up was s/he really,
or was it a case of always needing someone to rant
with,
to cry with,
to whine with &
to pay for advice---
s/he’d heard that others actually “got better” &
would end up leaving their shrinks on
good terms,
but alas, this was not the routine for
him/her &
so, when s/he got home, s/he began the search again,
going online to read up on those
whom s/he hadn’t used up yet,
knowing that before too long s/he’d have a new
appointment,
so that s/he could waltz in,
sit down in whatever pseudo-comfortable furniture
this one had &
begin the recap all over again.
Categories:
over with, life, leaving,
Form: Free verse
Bad days in life are meant to learn
Reminds that good days are going to return
Let us start all over with hope
All the ups and downs will gradually cope
I missed you more and more each day
Words can be expressed..but i can't say
Whenever I remember of your smile
I feel I cant miss not even for a while
I am still living with your memories
Hope you will listen to my apologies
If you are not in my life, where would I be
Life definitely seems to be a dark sea
Let me bring a piece of rainbow and color our life
It is all my pleasure in this life to be your wife......
Dedicated to and written for my hubby
Categories:
over with, husband, life, lovelife,
Form: Sonnet