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Grey-Blue Eyes

Grey-Blue eyes
The entire sight
Grey-Blue eyes
What is there?
In those doorways?
What sight do you see?
How many layers can you peal away?
Do you see what all see?
Do you hear the whispers?
A thousand volumes are spoken in those eyes
A million memories surface
Do you see the pain?
The ache so clearly marked?
The loneliness hidden beneath the smiles
Grey-Blue eyes
The sing
Not only of sorrow
But of a bewildered happiness
And a determination to move forward
Grey-Blue eyes

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The Carriage, Letter, and Driveway

Oh the damage a simple carriage can do
As can a letter
Or a driveway
For all those may take them further from another
Only miles by land
Oceans by heart
Continents by pure stubbornness
It is not the land that stops them
But the contents of a ghastly letter so carefully left behind
The letter which proclaims mutual lack of affection truly present
Both choose to loose the other
To live alone
Lonely and haunted by thoughts of what might have been
The letter begins the journey of the hearts and minds
The carriage allows escape from unexpected difficulties
And the driveway reminds of how far they cannot go

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The Bridge

Bridges
Between our soul
And the soul of another
From one bank to another 
Connecting as one
Sturdy, with-standing the torrid wind and rain
Yet sometimes do they grow old and start to creek and sway
They bend as you walk across, giving only one piece so that you make it safely
When  a bridge collapses after years of watching the world around it change
We do loose a piece of our society
Of ourselves
The rusty color, the rotting wood
It was not always so
No, once it was new and shiny 
The wood still smelling of the thick forests from which it came
It stood proud and all applauded it
For it linked the two worlds together
But it grew heavy with vines and insects
The grand forest slowly creeps in on it
Taking it over like the ocean tides
The branches tangling with the old steel 
 The fallen leaves obscuring its view of the sun
The spiders weaving metallic webs in between the beams
Making the old warrior a graveyard for the prey of the fantastical huntresses
It looks down upon  its old friend the river and the stone
It moans about the abuses of the rough wheels of the new vehicles 
It complains to the turtles as they leisurely swim by about the new gravel left on 
the aging boards
Finally, its birth-date goes unseen and it is no more than a means of traveling to 
one bank and back again
It cries its rusty tears into the murky waters
And its pain is felt in the vibration of the new cars
Yes, it is forgotten
Unseen , except for the hawks that perch on its mighty head searching out prey
But it still stands noble as the day it was built
And it will still creak when you walk across it today

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The Shadow

Shall I not speak of the shadows?
The very depths of the soul of the sun?
For there is surly no more beautiful thing
In the sunlight everything is glaringly clear
Hot with the bluntness of the rays
The harshness of its gaze
But in the shadows
Everything may be as it chooses
Rules may be bent
Or broken
And the shade the shadows bring is by far more comfortable
The sun does pierce the soul
While the shadows caresses it with gentle fingers

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Shades of Grey

Shades of grey
Clouds rush over head
Defiance clogs the air
Hate pours from the sleet above
Everything is against them
Everyone does not see
Does not feel as we do
Rain falls 
Drenching the woman standing at the gallows
The noose around her neck
He will not marry her
She would rather die then see him wed another
She gives her life for his
His crime she pays
Her eyes meet his across the courtyard
Tears unleash
And the lever is pulled

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The Bath

I float silently in the warm water
Consumed by my own thoughts and feelings
I shift my body and my skin is exposed to the air
The soft suds gliding over one shoulder
Forging a path of fragrant ecstasy down my bare arm
My head leans back against the porcelain edge
Hair slicked back, the edges drifting in the fragrant water
The water shifts as my chest rises then falls with every humid breath
The steady drip from my fingers to the tiled floor sooths me
My knees break the surface of the water
And my feet come to rest on the lip of the tub
Foam around me swirls back into place
Bubbles seeming to form pictures of memories lost
Memories haunting me seemingly everywhere I look
The gleaming white tiles and the mist covered mirror mock me
Your there, with the reaction in your eyes
My spirit and body grow restless
My lids close, blocking out the reminders
Auburn lashes fanned out on freckled cheeks becoming as wet as the body 
beneath the water
As the lids lift, blue-grey eyes stare into empty space
And salty tears coarse down damp cheeks
Dripping slowly into the sudsy depths

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I Am Here To Live

I am here to live
To step out into the world and see
And to breath the air of opportunity
To taste the salt of the earth
I will dance and be free
I shall step willingly into the footsteps of those before me
And happily know the tears they cried
My blood will be drawn
And I relish the pain of being human
I will sing
And shout
And laugh
And hurt
But this simply makes me all the happier
For it is a sure sign that I live

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A Life Given Up

No color
No possible brightness
Nor vivid happiness
Just a world devoid of life
A shell 
Staring blankly through a portal
A portal with life beyond
A life he had once craved
Seen as his future
Seen as his place in time
Oh how he had dreamed
Pictured freedom from his tedious existence
His monotonous movements
A crack in the shell
Letting the light spill forth
But tragedy had stolen this from him
Had drained the light from the crack
Emptying his hopeful imaginings
Now he does his duties as he was taught
Works as he was taught
Acts as he was taught
Clinging in vain to ideas of the people
The people that had begged him to stay secure
The people he had rebelled against
The people that were now missing from his view
From the life that he had given up