Sunday, July 12, 2009
She is gone
T ime goes on... but feelings that are supposed to cool off keep smoldering in his heart. Nothing calms the burning inside, the searing torture of not seeing the light of those eyes that had become his north star, the flame of his hell and of his heaven the light She was all he cared for... She is not there anymore and no matter how many different ways he tries or how hard he looks for ways to survive... the immense, cruel pain that does not kill his human form slowly dissolves what is left of...
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Friday, July 10, 2009
Anxiety,
A lways waiting for tomorrow but tomorrow never comes, so it's today she must live on, but when today comes its gone leaving no remembrance of suffering in her incomprehensible world, no happy revelations to smile for, no flashes of sudden recall, nothing that would dazzle her in awe... just a vague recollection that fills her mind with dread, a strange nostalgic feeling for things that are no more, but were... things that existed some place, somehow, somewhere... her soul always afraid of what...
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Thursday, July 9, 2009
Would love thrive on?
W here would the sea go without a shore to come home to? The mighty sea, what would it do with its miles and miles of clear blue water, rushing endlessly towards that strip of sand, to meet its destiny, to meet its land, if it were to realize that there is nothing there, nothing to find? Where would the sun rays go without a meadow to shine upon? The all powerful sun, with all its colors, brightness and warmth, what would it do without the world, with no soft skins to tan, no flowers to help...
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Wednesday, July 8, 2009
There is a big bright moon above the city skies, a moon of living dreams, a moon for dreaming a life lived in brief moments of fulfilled desire, moments that fly fast, past hates and loves, past friendships old and just began; a moon that shines on innocence and sin above minds tired and torn through things that last and those that are gone, kissing with its silver light those who die and those who are born and below it, below that bright shinning moon, smiles and tears that don't make sense...
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Sunday, July 5, 2009
Thank you God
T here is a sign of life, a beautiful pinkish white rose, in the dry flower bed that I had been planning to dig up. A miracle of will, it's come out from among dead weeds to tell me there is hope even when I think there is not and as I look at it I wonder if there is still love in those eyes I thought filled only with mistrust. I thank G-d for this gift, for this rose risen from nothing, which makes me see for it stands there, a sign that you could still love me a statement from fate telling me...
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Friday, July 3, 2009
I have laid there on my bed...
I have laid there on my bed on many starlit nights, refusing to see the moonthat made my room so bright, with my eyes closed real tight, hoping, praying sleep would come and relieve my anguished heart, helping me forget what I had done. I have tried in vane to drift into that world which poets know and therapists dissect, that world of colors and images where nothing ever follows the logic we expect. I have long wished to be in that universe where we wish for ideals, where nothing is what it...
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Thursday, July 2, 2009
Sleep...
C lose your eyes, let the world slide off your shoulders into that big void your unfulfilled wishes have left. Lay your head on my chest, don't think of anything but the touch of my fingers as they softly slide through your hair... let the soft beating of my heart be the music that lulls you to sleep, Nothing can harm you, nothing can make you weep, for I will be here beside you as you drift off into that land of dreams a land of rainbows and colored clouds where you will fly with the birds and...
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Tuesday, June 30, 2009
It thunders...
I t thunders... and my soul gets thrown once more into a world long gone a world of hopes crushed where dreams died before being born, a place of dark gray skies and clouds that raced always away pushed by a wind that knew could never stay. a world of cold tears in warm afternoons, of memories that I thought had gone away, only to feel them come back again strong and vivid... to mercilessly play with my mind to make me feel in an instant of agony the eternity of time I walk into the unrelenting...
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Monday, June 29, 2009
A day in the sun
P leasure boats filled with people going nowhere cruising the blue green waters of a calm summer sea, the rumble of their motors drowning the endless murmur of the waves that softly rush the soft sandy beach, where scattered about, like casualties of an epic battle a multitude of bodies lies still under the blasting heat, sweating, melting, eagerly soaking in the rays of a punishing sun, finding pleasure in the burning of their skin. They splash lotion on to ward off the pain, and though their...
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Sunday, June 28, 2009
Tell me
T ell me, when the sun rises and soft colors displace the darkness of night, when light invades all, slowly filling the void that her absence had caused, do you forget that the stars are still there, just beyond that light and that they are shinning like before, like always, just as bright? And when the storm rages, and the rain writes mysterious messages on your window's glass, when thunder and lightning rush through your room hastening the beat of your heart, Do you forget that the sun is...
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Saturday, June 27, 2009
It hurts
I t hurts, I know it does, I see your soul hiding behind the wall you built with the remains of your dead dreams and your old smiles. I see your heart, afraid to love again hanging on to a shred of futile hope, telling itself the feelings are all gone, but knowing all too well they are not. The pain of memories you won't let go of, shows in the sadness that clouds your eyes.. memories that haunt your nights and curse your days. In your mind, you play and play the tattered film of what happened...
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Thursday, June 25, 2009
I wish I could fly
I wish I could fly, among the clouds exist. Fly somewhere far... not to hide, but to make myself over to be anyone but me, someone free of the memories that haunt me and steal my sleep I so wish I could become part of the colors of the dark, those bright reds and oranges and greens that in clear nights tint the stars I wish I could go up to play among them so that when you looked up, on a moonless night and they reflected in your eyes I could be there, just another point of light in the long and...
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Summer's revelation
Central Park is this morning, truly a wonderful place. People walk up and down, talking, smiling, at rest, dressed in colorful clothes, and behaving their best. But if one looks beyond it, pass the fanfare and facade one can see in those faces, many stories, many tales, images of other times, other lives, other places.. and maybe even the traces of the tears that not so long ago, rolled down the smiling faces that walk by me as a go I look around and a see a multitude of things. There are...
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Monday, June 22, 2009
When we can listen...
My eyes were shut tight and my ears were deaf to the beauty of life, with only clues and hints of something real. Confused was I, like a great city highway with winding, twisting thoughts going nowhere. but just then... I read the words of a friend that like a blue bird singing from a window sill some unplanned melody showed me the simplicity of hope and I found myself smiling, singing a song I'd never heard without rhyme or reason-- without one care. and in the midst of that song all lesser...
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Sunday, June 21, 2009
The thought of your goodbye
I sit by my window looking through its colored glass into the strength of a storm. I relish the angry rain that bravely leaves its cloudy home, admiring the lightning bolts that boldly make the dark sky bright and the thunder that loyally follows it, always echoing its light. A symphony for the senses, wet, loud, intense, full of life. I let my mind and soul fill with the thrilling sensations, the fright, of the angry pounding rain that gives voice to my sadness, that embodies my pain. I watch...
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Friday, June 19, 2009
Never again
Never again will I walk with you hand in hand through these windy streets, counting blessings, making dreams. Never again will I gaze deep into your eyes feeling the eternal essence of our love within and in the grasp of our consuming passion scream, feeling your hands touching secret places of me. Never again will you show me the path to that place that exists only when you bring it out with your kiss. I see the dry leaves that in the wind leave never again to be with their lonely tree, but I...
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Thursday, June 18, 2009
If I were a shadow
I f I were a shadow, ethereal and transparent empty of form, you could fill me with your love with your thoughts, with you.... If I were upset, you could say things to calm me down, to soothe me; leaving me with smiles. And then, you could come back for what you had left behind, the core of me... that longed for you. If I were a shadow lost in time... always in the darkness I would linger, waiting for you to pull me near and say you love me; but you would not, Instead you'd say: "its not the...
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Is there anything more haunting
I s there anything more haunting than far away drumming thunder filling our heart with fear... with longing...? When I hear it, if I am writing, my pen just runs away from the ideas that in my head had been stirring for so long and with a life of its own, to the rhythm of that thunder, so forbidding, it starts to write about my lost dreams, about the feelings I've hidden, about all those sad, tender things that with the far sound of thunder announcing incoming rain, run, as if scared out from my...
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009
After forgetting...
Holding his, her heart walks towards oblivion under the warm rain of what promises to be a slow summer. She does not complain because like a crazy math professor she knows she has subtracted and subtracted, never adding so she is not surprised she's ended up with nothing She has listened to old songs and written about old sunsets delighting in the closeness that she felt with what she remembered used to be. and in her verses, she spoke of the colors that illuminated the birth of every day but...
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Monday, June 15, 2009
Tonight
T onight I watched the cold winds blow through tattered clouds tinged yellow by the setting sun. Tonight I felt the poetry of life in the wine that ran like blood down my throat. Colors of emotion crossed my tongue and I tasted that pain from so long ago..... Tonight as I sat down to force some passage of nondescript sadness into my screen but I realized it wasn't forced, I realized it wasn't sadness, I realized it was you...... You unknowingly whispered all the words softly into my ear and I...
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