sleep, how cruel you are!
either too nice to end
or too hard to find
either way you torment
as for a lover long lost
I cry out for your embrace
desperate to hold you
as the day draws closed
elusive, temperamental
even evasive at times
yet I seek you daily
to ease my weariness
when at last I find you
you can be so gentle
soft and sweet comfort
bringing great happiness
you can be so cruel
with haunting visions
dancing in my mind
torturing for my sins
in the end casting me away
discarding me as spent
into the harsh coldness
of reality once more
I am addicted to you
though you spurn me so
leaving me confused
dazed, seeking clarity
I miss you too often
once you have left me
wishing only your return
but I must wait for you
I am helplessly yours
a toy for your whims
I feel shamed by my need
yet I will always return
sleep, how cruel you are!
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
The One Hundred Forty Eighth, May 27, 2011
I am lost once more
wandering aimlessly
seeking a hint of logic
seeing nothing close
too focused on today
to hold on to dreams
nothing else matters
instant gratification
feed the need of now
satisfy personal greed
only priority that counts
until it becomes too late
lost moments stay lost
hopes cast aside fade
tomorrow will come
and find us empty
but we had a good time today.....
wandering aimlessly
seeking a hint of logic
seeing nothing close
too focused on today
to hold on to dreams
nothing else matters
instant gratification
feed the need of now
satisfy personal greed
only priority that counts
until it becomes too late
lost moments stay lost
hopes cast aside fade
tomorrow will come
and find us empty
but we had a good time today.....
Thursday, May 26, 2011
The One Hundred Forty Seventh, May 26, 2011
I had a dream
a wonderful dream
everything made sense
then I woke up and was here
so much for that one
a wonderful dream
everything made sense
then I woke up and was here
so much for that one
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
The One Hundred Forty Sixth, May 25, 2011
a kiss
gently falls upon my cheek
small chilled wet
a kiss from God
it touches the ground
a flower grows
it brushes a child's face
dancing in puddles begins
the gift of life
held in each drop
the world lives on
life continually renewed with
a kiss
gently falls upon my cheek
small chilled wet
a kiss from God
it touches the ground
a flower grows
it brushes a child's face
dancing in puddles begins
the gift of life
held in each drop
the world lives on
life continually renewed with
a kiss
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
The One Hundred Forty Fifth, May 24, 2011
have I told you lately
I love and adore you
that you fill my life
with sweet happiness?
have I mentioned to you
the warmth I feel inside
each time you smile
or give me a big hug?
do you know inside
I think you are sweet
wanting to be beside you
and hold your hand?
did I tell you lately
that I am thrilled by you
and cannot imagine
you not in my life?
Yes, but never often enough....
Monday, May 23, 2011
The One Hundred Forty Fourth, May 23, 2011
I strongly require a nap!
the secret to success
comes from being happy
and that comes from a nap
recharging the energies
clearing the cobwebs
reclaiming the peace
just what the day needs
do not tell the boss
maybe close my door
like my eyes are now
hope that I don't snore.
the secret to success
comes from being happy
and that comes from a nap
recharging the energies
clearing the cobwebs
reclaiming the peace
just what the day needs
do not tell the boss
maybe close my door
like my eyes are now
hope that I don't snore.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
the One Hundred Forty Third, May 22, 2011
TAINTED
The end is near
the end has past
where are we now?
was I left behind
not meet the minimum
inferior or tainted
or was the mouth
calling the claim
unfit to speak?
I am relieved
glad to still be here
I like my life
so I missed the boat
it seems so did he
the second time
I am glad I am still me... are you?
The end is near
the end has past
where are we now?
was I left behind
not meet the minimum
inferior or tainted
or was the mouth
calling the claim
unfit to speak?
I am relieved
glad to still be here
I like my life
so I missed the boat
it seems so did he
the second time
I am glad I am still me... are you?
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