Poetryman

Thursday, 21 March 2013

Amethyst Dream

I dare not to glance ~ for fear that it is a dream.

As the strong, delicate flower, on my fell,

how can it be?

How is she, here with me?

Her beauty, her richness, veiled colours not seen.

Hidden by time, from life’s harsh tapestry,

yet now ~ not from me.

Cupped by my hand, from harsh winds, from the breeze,

her scent is my essence ~ the nectar of my dreams.

Now touched by an angel, I must hold her gently ~ to me.

Thursday, 14 March 2013

Almost a Kiss

The gentle river, at sunset’s dawn,

our first brief moment, newborn fawns.

Willingly bewitched, her spell cast deep,

glancing hands, just out of reach.

Lost within her melodious words,

her beauty might have enslaved worlds.

Wide eyed passion, of words, and more,

her spirit touched me, she touched my core.

Not quite enough, our brushing lips,

wanting more, the faintest wisp.

Breathing in, she reached my soul,

for just an instant, almost whole.

Left longing, wanting, the hour late.

There is more to come ~ for now I must wait.

Sunday, 3 March 2013

The Facsimile

a wisp, brushed cheek ~ elegant dances

the new street

shivers ~ breathed in

of times past

yet to begin

once dreamt, deep down ~ no win

no longer a sin

depths ~ once hidden

revealed gently

jealousy ridden

second chances, veiled thoughts ~ scared

laid bare

hope ~ again lingers

far away

grasping fingers

if only ~ the facsimile ~ no longer lonely

Friday, 1 March 2013

The Lonely Tree

Have you sat under The Lonely Tree

taken a moment, had a day dream

did you ever look, pause for a while

musing his past, did it make you smile

A whole life spent, weathering storms

crooked and bent, slightly deformed

scarred and worn, bark partly eaten

standing up proud, still never beaten

What of the others, where have they gone

once there were many, now just one

long it had been, since friend or foe seen

so long it had been, for The Lonely Tree

If you are passing, just stop a short while

pay your respects, it may make him smile

as time goes by, for you and for me

we all will become, The Lonely Tree

Wednesday, 27 February 2013

Inuit

when? when will it?

will it ever?

should I muse?

are these even questions that I should ask?

if so ~ why?

am I supposed to choose?

if I do have to choose....

what will happen?

will we lose?

if so....

what will it be?

a chance for love?

a piece of me?

I think....

yes I think I believe

that my future may get clearer

but perhaps ~ that is just me

I think....

that she is the same as me

two peas in a pod

perhaps ~ we both believe

I am possibly not....

the romanticised person

that people believe

I am quite simple really

maybe a depth or two ~ unseen

all that I am ~ is before you

I know that you know....

I have seen

yet what you might not know

or see

is that it is the same ~ for me

Friday, 22 February 2013

Vienna

those few moments

do you recall

we lived in love

I consumed you all

you held my hand

lost in your eyes

the moment took us

just truth ~ not lies

our love as deep

as it can be

you breathed me in

and made me see

we lived a dream

a life together

blinking our eyes

in our Vienna

how time mocked

so wrong for us

I tried so hard

yet ended lost

we should have been

just us forever

in our beautiful city

Wien ~ Vienna

now you are lost

my heart still trembles

you live within me

I am forever humbled

you were mine

and now it is never

the love we shared

is gone forever

yet in my heart

we will always be

in our Vienna

just you and me

Thursday, 31 January 2013

Mad Love

Oh no not again

there’s his child within

doing what he shouldn’t

a cardinal sin

raising my anger

from reality he hides

I can feel myself raging

deep down inside

“Do as you’re told”

I scream in my head

desperately wanting the frustration

to end

it’s burning me up

with a knot in my gut

whatever I say

he just won’t give it up

Try as I do

when he says

“me?”

“YES YOU!”

he melts me inside

with his puppy dog eyes

my shoulders sag down

with a huff

and a sigh

“God you’re annoying”

I say through my grin

in my anger I smile

I can’t help but love him!