Poetry_In_her_eyes

  That I Might Hold Once More Stretching out for endless miles, the road whispering my desires. I follow to the ends of the world, traveling on the wings of fate. Drawn as if against my will, my first steps taken in fear, I race the heavens, hoping to catch the sun, faster and faster still, until life is blurred by speed Time turns inside out, the clock of heaven breaking, cities fall and are remade, only to fall again Traversing eons, I see suns die, and galaxies born, gathering stars in the palm of my hand, I hold the beating heart of the sun My humanity slipping away, becoming one with the cosmic expanse, losing the last tattered shreds of me, light becomes my blood, gravity my bones. Until finally... solace and forgetfulness, as the pain of her leaving fades away, that I might hold once more, the memory of love that never died

  On a dark and lonely highway destination unknown my company are the ghosts haunting the open road High beams challenging the painted white line engine fighting for every mile rock music, burning oil, and wind are the only gods this road has ever known In the rear view mirror my sins fall behind laying scattered across the center divide it's hasta la vista and sayonara but enough is enough and now I'm free Stuck in a one horse town rings all burnt and head gasket blown sleeping in the back and pumping gas working for money pretending to be people The waitress at the diner sleeping with me just cause she knows I don't give a fuck and thinks that will bring us luck Jesus honey, go take a shower you reek of engine oil and gasoline Sundays we drive fast just for fun the waitress got fat after our second kid but I love the way she bounces so sometimes we try for three the owner died and gave me the station and I never stopped reeking of oil and gas But when there's time, cl...

  I have fallen in love   with so many smiles shy ones   hiding so much glorious ones   that shine like the sun gentle ones  caressing my soul   ones that mock   with challenge and dare welcoming ones   that renew the spirit quirky ones   eclectic and free and a lover's smile   that makes me blush I have loved every smile   from every women I've ever met but there is one smile above all others that special smile you share just with me

  A yogi told me I was mad, he repeated as a rite passage, meant to honor sins paid and choices made And then he said ... * I have nothing more, be your own guide life is what happens when we're busy going mad * The world is sick, our madness is not the disease but the antibodies and the cure *What are we truly seeking? Hoping to find a spark of the divine to heal our inner divide *Living life between a rock and soft bed growing fat as our soul is fed *The cure for madness is more, not less to heal the world, we will cure ourselves And so it came to pass that madness spread across the earth finding sanity in our mirth With serenity in my heart a simple thought I will miss ... being mad --- It's no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.  - Jiddu Krishnamurti

  Give Me Sadness Give me sadness                   and give me pain                       I will grow through grief                       and transform tears into summer rain Watering the roots of the soul                       finding joy in the earth renewed                       cherishing a bittersweet mood                                                               I walk in darkening shadows                       parched desserts  and churning seas          ...

  All These Years I have waited all these years she whispers in the night, seeking solace   from her life, hiding from the light, wishing to forget.... ...her fear of living. A hard life of broken promises and a lifetime of regret has desiccated her soul, a dried and brittle thing, but once, a long time ago, she   was free, dreaming endless dreams, living in her fantasies, but the dreams   ....just stopped one day, leaving her with a child and endless need. Now, when time permits, she whispers in the night, one last   dream of eternal rest