It was a very heavyhearted moment under the Texas sky that day,
There we stood, shoulder to shoulder, the Preacher and I, next to my granddaughter's grave,
Two exhausted middle-aged men,
All the tears had already spilled out of us, there were no more for the moment,
We had just finished burying my beloved granddaughter,
A special angel, gone back whence she came from,
Why? Why? Why?
I have no clue...
I saw the Preacher’s tired gaze gravitate towards two men,
One bespectacled and very malevolent-looking, the other wearing a black patch on his one eye, like the pirates of old,
and, suddenly, I knew exactly what he was going to say:-
‘P...’, he said to me, in a very loving, warm and brotherly manner,
‘Today is one day that the control-freak[referring to the malevolent character who had married my ex-wife]surely cannot control, eh?’
‘Yes Sir’, said I, ‘...surely not...’,
‘Difficult to imagine they came out of the same womb, eh? One an evil fiend, the other just an ordinary, even likeable kind of guy...’ intoned the Preacher rather uncharacteristically about the afore-said duo,
And we both chuckled,
Our shoulders bobbing up and down like two sad clowns, as they communed ruefully that sorrowful day, releasing phenomenal pent-up energy that would have harmed us significantly if the wise and sympathetic universe had not engineered the release for the benefit of the Preacher and I...
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Posted: Nov 2012
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He was my friend he was so true, he was so kind, cruelty was all he knew, he was so full of love, it was all he wanted to give, so gentle was he, he walked with pride, he had nothing to hide, he was upfront, he was so honest, he was just the best, he would speak to me everyday, grateful to see me was he, his speech was not that of a language I could understand, his wants were for my friendship and his meal that was in my hand, I shed a tear I have even cried, because today was the saddest day, for today was the day he died, I will miss him so, I hope he knows just how much, he did no harm , he did no wrong, he was a warm blood, so powerful and strong, the power that be stole him from me, for that I feel sadness and hate, and I refuse to believe that his death was meant to be fate, he has gone to a better place, while I am still here mourning the loss, etched in my mind forever will be, the picture of his face,
Etched in my heart, forever will be how we were torn apart.
I love you my friend, you were my joy, you were my horse, my mate who's name was *LEROY*!
2/12/2005
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Posted: Nov 2012
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Lonely am I
Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Lonely am I, in so many ways
Lonely are the seasons
Lonely are the years
So lonely am I, that it brings tears.
Lonely is this place
Lonely is my life
Lonely am I, that I reach for a knife
Lonely is this court room
Lonely is my sentence
So lonely am I that I ask for repentance
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Posted: Oct 2012
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Author: Bai niao ying mei zi
May you stay free
May your days be sunny days
May all your nights shine with moon and stars
To light your ways
May your dreams all come true
And remember I sing this song for you
May you grow strong
May you help your fellow man
May you be kind
May you always try to understand
May your skies all be blue
And remember I sing this song for you
May your strive to give only your best
May you find peace and love and happiness
May you sorrow be free
And all you life remember
This song for you
This song for you
May your heart learn to fly
May god speed wherever you go
And when you reach journey's end
May every road lead you home again
Whatever you do
All you life remember
I sing this song for you
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Posted: Oct 2012
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I love her deeply as a friend,
I can't allow it to extend
Beyond the scope that friendships be,
That's not fair - to her - or me.
But if I do not adhere
To bounds that I've made clear,
'twould be so easy to let go -
"Easy" - would only hurt, I know.
If health and age were no concern,
I'd feel different, I will affirm,
But my love for her - it all depends
On us remaining just good friends.
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
It is so wonderful to have a friend that I can confide in, to tell her my problems and to listen to hers. It is a blessing.
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A friendship is all I currently have
But that is not what I feel inside
My true emotions I cannot show
I feel that I've so much to hide
I want so much to tell you
Such strong feelings I hold in my heart
I know this emotion is love
And slowly it’s tearing me apart
The distance in miles is rough
And it keeps us physically away
But I don’t know how long I can go
With the feelings I’m holding at bay
We shared so much together
In the short time that we had as two
My heart was left when we departed
And now I just don’t know what to do
I have so much I’d like to say
But my fears hold me from sharing
I’d like to say “I Love You”
But my mind just isn’t so daring
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Posted: Aug 2012
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You are my smile when I feel down.
You are my company when nobody is around.
You are my laugh when I want to cry.
You are my strength when I want to die.
You are my medicine when I'm unwell.
You are my secret keeper when I have something to tell.
You are my cushion when I need to rest my head.
You are my saviour when my hope is dead.
You are my eyes when I can't see.
You are my ears because you listen to me.
All of this stuff makes you my best friend.
I hope this is how it stays until my end.
When you feel there's nobody to do this for you,
Please contact me because I'm your friend too.
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
A sweet poem of what I think a best friend should be.
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This is you,
I'm not you,
You are you !
All of you !
Dam straight that is for sure,
Your style is so unique and true,
A touch of dazzaling flair..,
A brilliant stroke here,
A creative brush there!
A play of words,
A spin of actions,
A toss of prose,
Ricochet different reactions!
This is You,
Not us or them,
Not he,she or me,
It is all you,
The one and only YOU!
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
My tribute to WatersandtheWild for his wonderful work of poetry .
Like Rock in pop music !
Really out of the box style!
Thank you for your poems and keep it rolling...
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Just because i am a widow
does not mean i do not
want to be with a man
if i can.
Just because i have been
so picky when finding
a man to fill my life
does not mean i do not
want one to be with me.
Just because seems to
be the beginning of
the story for me.
Just because i want
so much from my life
and my man.
Just because seems to
be the words that set
my life on the path
for eternity.
Just because is not
just enough for me.
Just because i want
to be the me i am
in order to be free.
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Posted: Sep 2012
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It was his endless questions that first caught me
An instant friendly feeling
Like an old friend who just met again
Or a gaze from a stranger in a crowded party where you feel alone
Rescued you from loneliness
Boredom
Aloofness
Then his warm smile
Telling you more than words that keeps coming from his full lips
A lips he said can hypnotize you once it touches yours
A lips that you dream that someday will meet yours
And bring you to a world of joy
Then his eyes
Those weary eyes
Even though they look unsure
You can feel that once they were full of passion
Has someone has taken that out from them?
Has something happened?
I saw him so full of life
I saw him lonely
I saw him feeling best at what he’s doing
I saw him lost in what he is seeking
“What is it I am living for if those I love live so far away?”
Those who love you will keep you in their heart no matter what
I saw those eyes were full of love being near you
Looking up to their hero
Their dad
Big wide smiles
Smiles that don’t lie
They haven’t live long enough to let life teach them how to perform a fake one
Like the one their dad sometimes wear
Live my friend
Don’t let them see some part of you dying
Don’t let them think that live is only about surviving and fulfilling other’s expectation
Don’t let them think you are suffering for them
Let them learn that life belongs to them
And it is their will that will do
Not society
Nor family
Let them know they can be happy living
Not a zombie doing order from other
Jakarta, September 7th, 2012
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
For someone that once touched the very inside of me and let me feel alive and not alone. Please, do not give up.
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