A Fantasy
• 05/04/24 at 07:40AM •A fantasy, a trip,
about losing my mind.
Surprising to me,
for I couldn't find,
Losing the one you love,
with no excuse or to explain,
why this had to happen?
There's no one to blame.
A fantasy, a trip,
about losing my mind.
Surprising to me,
for I couldn't find,
Losing the one you love,
with no excuse or to explain,
why this had to happen?
There's no one to blame.
Reflections about acts often taken
without thought of the differences
they made. I miss this.
Lying close
With deepest breathing,
Beads of love,
Appear in hairlines,
Eyes closed,
As if sleeping.
Quickly, with a deft motion,
You pull away,
From me
And are gone.
Here we go,
alone again.
Sadness returns,
My old friend.
No matter how,
I seek happiness,
you return to me,
with no finesse.
When day is done
and fortune reigns,
will luck reduce,
all the pains?
Pains from days
gone bye,
when we ask the question,
what happened or why?
Here I am,
back in my room.
A place, a denizen,
of impending gloom.
When rivers flow,
with water deep,
while sunlight,
plays hide and seek,
towards the horizon, far,
looking West,
it's when we know,
our life is best.
Worry not, about
the morrows now,
enjoy your time.
You all know how.
I looked, I saw,
I took a chance.
Now I'm faced with,
an aborted romance.
Was it right,
or was it wrong?
The answer must be,
I don't belong,
in the life I see,
for it must be,
someone else,
not with thee.
The World fears,
many things,
but does not fear,
church bell rings.
Will you be there,
when all is done?
If yes, you're,
the only one.
Within the deep forest,
where trees and ferns grow,
I'd like to be there now,
to watch the Sunset show,
of a lovely horizon,
beautiful and bright,
while waiting for,
the darkest night.
We traveled miles.
We traveled far,
looking oh looking,
to find where you are.
I know you are gone,
over four months now,
as I struggle to be strong,
fulfilling our marriage vow.
I love you more than
simple words can say,
and still miss you,
after you've gone away.
With a surly wind,
and eddies of dust,
may I ask of you,
Is it me you trust?
A casual meeting,
or coffee for two,
I'll tell you about me,
you could talk about you.
Sit. Try not to be,
nervous or afraid
of a possible relationship.
Waters are deep. I'll wade.
Does it make sense,
to sit and wait,
or go to a place,
where we could participate?
Here I sit,
alone again,
waiting for the
phone to ring,
of word from you
and how you miss me.
I won't hold my breathe,
so don't worry, I'll be fine.
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