"The Refection Seen"

Eyes search for the answers desperately needed

Shaking hands reach out seeking hope

And salvation...

Confusion fills the unknown

With the actions taken

And the ones yet to come

The weight carried upon the shoulders is crushing

The fear of what has yet to come

And all that will never be

The battle of thoughts wage a war

Another fence drawn

Boundaries between you and all others

Another wall to keep the world out

An endless search for perfection

A dream forever dreamt...

Sadness grips you

Tears flow from your soul

Screams well from within...

Nights and days are filled beyond the darkness with abandonment

Loneliness embraces all that should be

No being is allowed to enter the sacred space

Keeping you held together by tiny pieces of prayer

For you do more living for others that you do for yourself

Moments build...

Adding another brick...

Higher are the obstacles that you now have to climb

Fear grows within the words not spoken

Because you know the forever watchful eye sees all

Yet sadly, the reflection seen deep within the mirror...

Will never be allowed to exist within your reality...

© 2016

"The Only Thing"

Disappointment...

The bitter sting of let down

Thoughts led astray

Actions not taken

Conviction refused

Promises broken before they are even made

Sometimes some things are simple choices

There is a desperate need for yes and no

Black and white

It saves the heartache and confusion

And can stop a lot of the anger

Tears can remain brave

And not have to fall...

Because even the slightest promise of hope can be seen a betrayal

So do not leave bread crumbs behind you for me to follow

Knowing I fully and completely will

We are human beings

With a heart...

Soul...

Feelings and emotions...

None of which are games or toys to be played with

I'm this moment

I am found

With a decision to be made

To give up...

Surrender...

Or walk away...

Because when I attempt to add up the meaning of us...

The sum of nothing is the only thing made clear.

© 2016

"Permission To Love"

Beneath the evening sky we meet

The grass, heavy with dew

Whispers underneath our feet as we walk side by side

The night hold us

Guided by the stars above

The moonlight traces your arched brow

It outlines the top of your lip, and the curve of your jaw

Delicately you place your hand upon my shadowed cheek

I feel the presence deep within my core

The touch burns though my nerves

In a moment of possession you pull me close

The fierce warmth surges through my body

Your heart pounds beneath the palm of my hand

I sigh... and yield to your sweet lips

The rapture between us blossoms bright

A peacefulness runs though me like a strong current of water

As I give my head full permission to follow my heart.

 

Published in: "Island Mist"

Anthology of verse
 Poetry Institute of Canada

© 2016

"Setting Love Free"

The rain falls gently down upon his pale and mournful face washing away his tears

He walks slowly down the gravel pathway towards the grave

With one foot in front of the other he is forced to move on

The stone stands rigid in a shaded place

The heaviness begins to settle in

Suddenly he drops to his knee's as every ounce of strength drains from him

The church bells ring and echo high above him in the stale air

The rain soaks through his clothes, numbing his skin

The coldness doesn't even take away the pain

He reaches out with his trembling hand and places it on the mound of fresh dug earth

The magnitude of his loss is overwhelming

With his finger he traces out the letters and the date carved on the polished stone

At any time he would trade places with the one who lays silent

The one who lies before him will miss out on the beauty of the light upon this earth

He suffers from the worst kind of pain

He points to the empty sky in anger

He prays for an angel to help him through this

He doesn't want to be alone

He has no one to help him carry his grief and pain

He refuses to cry a tear

He bottles it all up inside of him until it drives him insane

The air is wet and heavy

The tall oak tree's seem to bow down to the tombstones around them

As though mourning all of the fragile souls that have been caught in the hands of fate

He places a rose gently upon the soil

He slowly closes his eyes as memories come flooding in over loading his senses

His will breaks and his tears flow freely down his face

He holds himself in a tight embrace and whispers upon the wind,

"I set you free...so rest in peace..."

Published in: "The Departing Day"

Anthology of verse
 Poetry Institute of Canada

© 2016