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Michael Ainsley Poem
My mind a ship in darkness How shall you carry me My heart cut off from loving Is longing to be free To sail out in the morning Upon the early tide And live with in the elements Where truth and strength abide My thoughts are done with islands Where the golden memories play For that vision seen was but a dream Like fog that burns away And if the rocks should catch me up How shall I greet the day So many thoughts are anchored there From ships that passed this way So many swells have come and gone And beaten on the shore You'd think the isle would brake away Be gone and be no more But still the ancient cliffs are hung Like shadows in the sky And still the Sirens songs are sung A lovers lullaby My soul my only compass now What lessons shall you teach As passion sets my course for me Once more into the breach Yet calmly to and steady on Though gale and storm draw near My soul is this immortal thing That strides beyond my fear And gives my life an openness That does not measure cost For much I learned of beauty By what I loved and lost
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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Michael Ainsley Poem
Tell me your sercetes The wind wispered And I will carry them away And the long night of shaddows Will be washed out by the day Give me the sarrow that lingers at your door And let your heart be lifted With a childs faith once more Let all now be forgiven Let all your thoughts be free And let your dreams all blossom For all the world to see
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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Michael Ainsley Poem
People watching today at the optometrist I was looking for old souls Sometimes impatient they appear as if everyone should know whats going on by now Their in a hurry and always act like you are wasting their time Then you spot a few souls with all the time in the world with loving and kind gestures Souls on a mission that look as comfortable as the day is long Glad to be here And smiling because they know everyone makes it home in th end Smiling becouse they know everyone finds their own perfection In the clear and unending preasents of God Think about it God dosen't make nock offs And God made you with the same love and care that God puts into everything else This world is an illusion Tailor made with the expeariance that you need to lift the vale from your eyes So that you may one day see wonders that you have only dared to dream of
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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Michael Ainsley Poem
Whispering to be heard My lips touching your ear in the darkness of the night Your head rests upon my shoulder And sex never enters into it I love you that much As a part of everything I am Waves of light run back and forth be tween us Still and quiet there is no need for words But I whisper I love you anyway And with your eyes closed you begin to smile If I were a cat I'd be purring now Contented with who I am And thrilled by every blessing that comes through you to me To make us who we are as one
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2016
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Michael Ainsley Poem
Come autumn I shall think of you Our glories of the past And so be moved by nature's mood And in her spell be cast To find you in the woodlands Or there upon some hill The beauty of your being A comfort to me still Sweet sense of having loved you Though you be far away Is in itself the pleasure Of what I feel this day Come autumn I will love you In everything I see And hold you so envisioned For all eternity
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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Michael Ainsley Poem
In the beginning my heart was breaking all the time Then I realized hearts don't really break at all They deepen with expeariance and grow rich on love And the greatest of these heart aches lives on In the haunted mannsion of my soul Where on any given day if I choose to look I know I'll find you there among the many memories that I love
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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Michael Ainsley Poem
I told my therapist I had a fall back position That I had saved the pills from my wife's death bed Enough pain killer to bring down an elephant Hiding in the back of Mary's closet Waiting for me if things go Gothic black again My therapist in a calm concerned tone of voice asked me to get rid of them Made me promise to do that as homework and I tried Today the the Firehouse excepted Mary's used and unused needles Then sent me back home with the rest Having brought my attention to these pills has brought them to life in my mind They know my name They have an intimate connection with Mary's pain They have made me remember it all again I will keep them in the trunk of the car tonight And tomorrow they will go to the dump One more shadow of darkness removed One more day of moving beyond the barricade of myself
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2016
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Michael Ainsley Poem
I knew that you were waiting Somewhere between the last war And the next kiss And that you where dreaming of sweet angels and vampires Because they have always known In spite of John Cameron Swayze and timex Or the mechanical of Mickey Mouse That the nights are always longer I knew that you were waiting For the summer to turn to silk again And carry you away before the next big flood arrived Before the thunder and after the lightning Before the smoke and after the fire Before the dance and after the song Before the hope and after the the prayer I knew that you where waiting Like an eagle's wing and a child's song I was waiting too
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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Michael Ainsley Poem
I have said at one time and another that my soul evolves When perhaps I should have said It remembers Like the prodigal son returning from whence he came And rejoicing in the knowledge that he is home And maybe it is the heart that remembers the perfection of the soul For what God has created is even now perfect and eternal The more I love the more I behold As if I have awakened with all of you in the heart of God
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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Michael Ainsley Poem
Do you think old birds dream of flying Of Catching one more heavenly up draft beneath their tired wings Before they come in for their final landing Maybe dogs and cats dream of playing with children that once loved them And race horses run faster than the speed of sound in their sleep They say elephants remember everything And so do I knowing that it's not always a good thing to remember But no matter all is forgiven now in the name of love And I will dream of you tonight
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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