Monthly Archives: November 2015

A Thousand Days Without You

With a lump in my throat
and tears in my eyes,
I take a deep breath
and sadly surmise:
a thousand days,
a thousand nights
I have been standing
here without you.

I can swallow my pride
and dry off my tears,
but who can bring back
all of those years?

There is nothing to soothe
this aching inside,
but to hold Hope’s hand
in this ebbing tide
of a thousand days,
a thousand nights
standing alone
without you.

But who’s to say
just what is wrong
and what is right?
I’m still without you!

With a lump in my throat
and tears in my eyes,
I take a deep breath
and realize…
I’m still standing
here without you.


Wings Of Gossamer

An agonizing
emptiness is turned to bliss
with thoughts of your kiss
fluttering upon my neck
and skipping down to my heart.

Nothing can deter
my heart trying to impart
it’s useless mouthpart
in attempting to collect
all the love that you offer.

Dreaming of your touch
and how I miss it much for
surely there’s nonsuch
to which I give my trust and
that sets my soul on fire.

Remembering your
scent and how you left me spent,
never malcontent
for the pleasures we both shared
I would live my life the spiv.

Ever the eager
to present nothing meager
nor slightly sweeter
than the nectar I collect,
I put aside my ego.

Wings of gossamer
take my dreams even higher
than I remember,
but it’s your kiss and your touch
that I’ll treasure forever.


Thank You (For The Love)

How to begin to express
what’s long overdue?
How do I choose the right words
to ring clear and true?

Come and take my hand and walk
with me through memories…
They tell the tale of a friendship
destined to be…

You were the one who understood
the tears I cried.
You were there to dry my tears
when all hope had died.

And I thank you for the love,
the strength you have given me.
And I thank you most of all
just for being there for me.

Thank you for the trust,
thank you for the faith
you have placed on me.
Thank you for the tears,
thank you for the joy
you have shared with me.

Thank you for the love!

And when my life was overcast
by storm filled clouds…
You were the one that made my heart
sing joy out loud…

Come and take my hand and walk
with me through memories…
They tell the tale of a friendship
destined to be…

You were the one who understood
the tears that I cried.
And you were there to dry my tears
when all hope had died.

Thank you for the trust,
thank you for the faith
you have placed on me.
Thank you for the tears,
thank you for the joy
you have shared with me.

Thank you for the love!

When nobody else believed…
Nobody else believed.
Nobody else believed!
It was you, it was you,
Who…who…who…
Put your trust in me!

Thank you for the trust,
thank you for the faith
you have placed on me.
Thank you for the tears,
thank you for the joy
you have shared with me.

Thank you for the love!


Affinity

Eyes linger
a second too long
And widen
ever so slightly

Lips struggle
to contain a smile
When moistened
by the tongue’s lechery

Heart races
a bit faster now
Thumping in ears,
but just barely

Skin touches skin
in a handshake
Body heat
transfers so sweetly

Voice quivers
to state a Hello
Eyes search eyes
and dance playfully

Smile grows
to a grin and head tilts
From the weight
of affinity


Time Is The Mistress

Time is the Mistress

we all bed,

In exchange for Faith,

Love & Hope

And Fear she will teach

us to shed,

If her lethargy

we can cope.


Walt Whitman

Working and competing for the usual rewards,

A firmness grew in him to become a poet.

Leaves of Grass” a collection of his poetry:

Too sexually overt, profane, obscene, trashy!

Where many condemned the book, one man chose to praise.

He spoke highly of the work, stirring interest.

In the midst of the Civil War he volunteered

To nurse the wounded men who he truly revered:

Memoranda During the War” published twelve years post.

A debate often had alongside his poetry,

Never resolved, is the question of his sexuality.


Oscar Wilde

Obfuscation in plain sight

Starts to focus overnight,

Candid writings he did pen:

Aestheticism often

Ruling his works explicitly.

While his play was still on stage

In London ’twas all the rage,

Lost a battle in the courts

Degrading him with retorts

Earnest of gross indecency.


Alan Turing

Anomalous mind ahead of his time,

Lover of men and of mathematics.

A true war hero accused of a crime,

Never denied the chosen semantics.

Took chemical castration over jail.

Unable to cope, he bit the apple

Romanced so much in Snow White’s fairy tale,

Infused with cyanide, solved his grapple.

Now Turing machines are what we call computers,

Genius cryptanalyst has a world of suitors.


Harambee

Let us all pull together
for united we are strong.
Let this love live forever
even when we are long gone.

A cowardly hyena
lives for many, many years.
Why live in this arena
if you’re living in stark fear?

Man may be the head of home,
but the woman is the heart.
For without Love we’re all alone
and can quickly fall apart.

When angry elephants fight
it is the grass that suffers.
only Hope can set things right
when life offers no buffers.

Kenya means God’s resting place,
so heed the word, Harambee,
to ensure not a trace
of hate is spawned by you or me.

Let us all pull together,
our diversity’s our strength.
As love is our endeavor,
and our legacy at length.


Delete

I don’t
want to
remember.

And I don’t
want to
forget.

All the love
that we two
shared.

And the pain
that we two
fared,

But
my mind
doesn’t have
a delete key.

So
I’m left here
to ponder
my regrets.