19 poems and odes to thee
Songs of love and rhymes by me
A life out of the ordinary
We dance around the tree
19 poems and this makes 20
A love as sweet and sticky as honey
To have and to hold at times seems funny
When we run like the rain as the world gets sunny
19 peoms I must not stop
For 20 comes and makes me bop
21...22...23...then hop
to 24 pearls I'll never drop
IMPOSSIBLE
What happens when a dream does shatter?
What happens when tears no longer matter?
Do we give up and go?
Do we step out into the snow?
Do we let the lava flow?
Does our heart really want to know?
No longer hanging on to dream,
The fairytales fall in the seam,
of life, and one can't keep the beam,
Of light that was your eye.
The illusion is revealed,
Unwavering love no more concealed.
Why are my lips not the only one?
Why do my efforts not equal the sum?
Curse blind ambition and thoughtless fun!
My life seems so undone.
Maybe this pain is not so true,
I must not give in to the blue,
For us I live and only knew,
The possibility.
YOU
Loving is the cruelest thing,
The twist and turn of the heart string,
A promise with a diamond ring,
A baby at the birth of spring.
To turn and point the hands of time,
and know that you aren't really mine,
I face the truth and spell the rhyme,
While searching for what I can't find.
We run to flee the thing we chase,
While on the journey we lose the race,
and wish that love would give us face,
Instead we revel in disgrace.
Mad because I’ve never known hate,
The thought of love has been my fate,
The cast, the reel, I took the bait,
and in the end it seems too late.
Alas, this thing cannot be true,
For love is pain and pleasure too,
with Purple nights and Days of blue,
The only thought I have……..
is you
My eyes, eyes, eyes,
will always
Sigh, Sigh, sigh,
and they'll
Cry, cry, cry
from the everlasting pain in my mind.
Because lies, lies, lies,
from the
Tries, tries, tries,
always keep
My, my, my,
feelings wrapped up tightly inside.
If
I, I, I
could really
Fly, fly, fly,
into the
Sky, sky, sky,
and gather all the clouds in this dream of mine.
I would
Try, try, try
to really
Tie, tie, tie
all the
Twine, twine, twine
around this fog that will never die.
