The Widow's Touch
The Widows Touch Author: GM Sexton Charms and talismans adorn your dress, I stare at the candles and pass thru the mirror, always at your behest. Peacocks and hen on the porch and yard abound... Picking, chanting and sometimes dancing, the
Moonlight Rendezvous. (A Sonnet).
For someone special !
Friends come and go
Friends come and go
Some Looks
The search was over when my eyes met yours Holding on as passionate as a kiss You took my breath away with just a look With one glance it was my heart that you took Just the gentleness of the touching souls Two lost hearts in a world that's gr
Thoughts of you
Though we be far apart.. My love for you will never Die I mount up my strength And breathe deep Hoping Trusting Praying That one day We'll be as one.
Grasp A Dream,
sensations ...gift of music....
The Light
When every door closes And the darkness penetrates God’ love and light will infiltrate When everything is lost You are enclosed in ice and frost Out of the ashes and rain You will rise again God’s light will transform you Renew you to obtai
IS SILENCE A SOUND??
The house is so silent, no men, no kids, no pets Four walls to listen to the sound of my regrets My memories they linger when I close my eyes Those wonderful days when I was so wise The cry of a baby, the sound of the door The cats, the dogs, th
Loneliness
From one who has been there with a positive twist.
Hurled Words
Your words like stormy pebbles hurled at me cross my other cheek pierce my side ‘til no longer a doubting Thomas am I. Darts fly. Bleeding from the wounds inflicted by nails driven into flesh, hands stuck in odd repose ask, [i
Touching Real
How should it feel, were I to touch Places of you that I love so much? How I should like to gently hold A myriad of tenderness unfold. Should I with courage bare To show all that I care? Would I allow you to see Bittersweet transparency of m
Friends
I The world is oft' a curious fit For those for whom the trappings break And many hearts have failed that spring, That childlike spark that lights within II But there’s a refuge in between The practiced waste and the fretting stone Where A
Rainy Day
rainy day desires
Procellae…
I love storms, I also love ‘doin’ them, They’re huge, expansive, Seemingly infinite, Kind of like us… I am blessed to live within spitting distance from the Mediterranean sea, This afternoon a rare storm moved through our town, Wind, thunder
I'm In Love
My own 'musings' and analytical thoughts about being in love....
Trying Not To Cry
...And she came dancing From the cupboard, shattered dreams Biggest eyes, brightest smile Brushing dust away Remnants of domesticity She danced, She twirled Before my eyes In the air Notes A duet for Mother and child Cascading down, fill
a warm drop of rain
Papered thought's About a special lady I've met here. :)
Even...
life
The Poem With No Name
Peace and grace once ruled this place And an angel held open the door Now peace is dead, the angel has fled And grace is a hustling whore I am sorry to have taken up your time I was a poem that could never rhyme It's easy to forget me, just t
Abilty
Do you have the abilty to answer the question that has not been spoken do you have the abilty to see deep within the eyes of a heart that shines though the eyes of hope
Prince
Prince died on Thursday and I've been watching and listening to everything Prince since. Dave Chapelle does a funny skit on him playing basketball and serving pancakes.
All I Have To Give You My Dear
If I let you know my heart would you break it If I let you know my heart how much would you care You know it was God who made it And it's all I have to give you my dear If I gave you my heart would you use a sample If I gave you my heart would
The Tree
Rising high into the sky For centuries stood the tree Bound by roots that run so deep Never to roam the land free So many things hath passed that tree Their l
~A dropple of rain~
Did you ever gaze the stars When the sun was out Did you blow a gentle breeze While the air was still Did you hold that special moment that not another one did Were you sculpted from such or did another shape break Strewn cross the floor A
missing earth, or whatever
Hammering my nails.
The Girl in Me ...
With everything going on around right now ... a little lightheartedness for a much needed relief ...
THOUGHTS
Floral gathering kisses crimson something is amiss. Lounge forever in tainted gold. Feathered flight hands forsaken green abyss Lord love lady strength divine peace.
Swim in Night
Translated lyrics of the song attached.
morning has spoken love
Most beautiful honey deep inside the pot sweetly stirring thoughts feelings velvet satin fluttering soft touching sweetly emotions smile Breathing in the fresh morning air misty capped mountains speak echoing winds carries deep inside a
If a woman...
If a woman wants to be a poet, she should run backwards circling the volcano; she should feel for the movement along her faults; she should not get a Ph.D. in seismography. If a woman wants to be a poet, she should not sleep with uncirc
becarefull
If you open a Human heart, then you have also taken responsibility for this heart. If you do not want to take this responsibility, then prefer to forgo the adventure with this Human and let his heart closed! Never touch a heart, if you're not
" Cold Wind--Warm Skin "
In a bold Irish mood today ! A recent beach stroll brought back these memories of youth. Would I do it today ? Damn right I would. Ha Ha !
Wishes
May flowers grow in your footprints May birds sing outside your window May your smile warm a sunbeam May the leaves sigh to you as they fall May the wind caress your face as it blows May the raindrops glitter to your touch
Tiny sparkle Nails
what do you think?
Love Thief
Our time together has come to an end An incomplete journey stopped in its tracks My heart bound by bandages of pain No moving forward no way back The sunset and the moon glows, not so bright Every pain I ever felt turned to one Ach
The American Dream
A friend Morgen:0) told me this would make a good poem. Thanks I hope you agree lol:)
With in a Dream
Twas the twilight creeping in thru morning The linge
Until it Does
Deep in silence I focus on my pain I've kept it buried below and softly away Disabling all of my false and inse
the soul who suffers long
ive learned that the hardest times make for the sweetest lines
cheeky me
flirting with reality
MY COMRADES EXPOSED
memories