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Richy
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 3050

0 posted 2010-07-04 09:06 AM

Funny how a single bloom
can become our meadow.

A single friend,
our world.

Did you know
that your kindness
is the tinder
that rekindles
my spirit dear one,
when the fires falter
and dim,
from within?

And yet.

What do you really know
about me?

Oh yeah…

my words.

What if I told you
that they were all false?

All untrue.

Then what?

Then what would you know?

I am not,
a portrait of words
sweet darling.

I am just that paint by number
picture
that no one ever cared
to finish.

I am that song in the jukebox
that never got to
sing.

I’m that hankie in your drawer
that never got
to wipe your teardrops.

I’m that soap
you never opened
that never felt
your skin.

Why do these puzzles
keep missing
one piece!

Why do the clouds
keep chasing me
when I run toward the
sun?

Stop falling for these words
my love.

They are not real.

This is only wind from my heart
that circles round and round
looking for something to stop it,
a tree, a river, one grain of sand,
but it finds nothing,
nothing but words
that drowned in hope
that now overflow
two dams
of red stained glass.

Turn away dear one,
stop reading this,
please.

I am not the poet
you see on a screen.

I am just me.

Just me.

My life is not those words.

That is all dreams
and

make believe.

I am the opposite
of that.

I am scared
of love.

And afraid,
of affection.

I don’t like heights.

And sounds in the dark
still bully me around
from time to time.

Those words were written
by a soul that now is
blind.

It can’t find its way anymore
its sight was taken away
because it wasted it
never finding what it was
supposed to.

It tried, believe me,
I saw it,
I was there
trapped behind
my ribs
trying to break out
to help him
but my heart got
bigger
pushing me
against the cage
of breath and bone,
right before it started
to tear and rip
and fall down into
the void
that sits
in the pit
beneath pain
between my
stomach
and the rain,
of judgments.

Last night I dreamt
that you were sick
with puffy eyes
and a runny nose.

You never looked
more beautiful.

I told you,
kiss me with your nose a sniffle
I don’t care
sickness and in health
right?

You needed some intimate items
“Price check on mini pads aisle 9!”
I don’t care, if they stared.

Besides they have, wings,
so I’m going to see if one can fly
out the window on the way home??

Honey I would go to
the basement of hell itself
if it meant you would be safe
and happy.

Funny how sometimes
what we can’t see
is more important then
what we can.

Read on if you must
sweet love.

Believe what you have to.

People still slow down
to look at car wrecks too
don’t they?

Just don’t believe
what you read
all the time,
only what you feel.

I’m just me honey.

Just me.

Only feelings,
are what’s real.

Lamar Cole
Member

since 2009-05-01

Posts 274

1 posted 2010-07-04 04:46 PM

Very deep and emotional.

1slick_lady
Member Ascendant

since 2000-12-22

Posts 6088
standing on a shadow's lace

2 posted 2010-07-04 04:48 PM

"I am scared
of love.

And afraid,
of affection.

I don’t like heights."

me too

Rick
Member Elite

since 2001-06-21

Posts 2903
Victoria, Australia

3 posted 2010-07-04 07:46 PM

Hi Richy, I just love your writing mate, how true those words echo, we can be who ever we want to be in our words, alas truth sits behind the pen. Great work Richy, much enjoyed.

Rick

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

4 posted 2010-07-04 08:42 PM

"Besides they have, wings,
so I’m going to see if one can fly
out the window on the way home??"

so many great lines here, Richy...and you made me smile this evening relating to a few.

M

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

5 posted 2010-07-04 09:50 PM

"
Those words were written
by a soul that now is
blind.

It can’t find its way anymore
its sight was taken away
because it wasted it
never finding what it was
supposed to."

We waste so much time avoiding the good things in life and put or focus on the bad. It is so true, the words on paper are quite often the exact opposite of what reality would present.

Great piece Richy.

Eldest
Member

since 2010-06-15

Posts 177
Alabama

6 posted 2010-07-06 10:53 AM

only one word - beautiful

LindsayP
Member Elite

since 2007-07-28

Posts 3410
Australia, Victoria

7 posted 2010-07-06 09:45 PM

Richy you have put a lot of deep thought

into this touching post my friend, enjoyed,
Thanks for sharing.

Lindsay

bel1e
Senior Member

since 2006-07-24

Posts 1631

8 posted 2010-07-07 06:59 AM

deep currents~~much enjoyed your landscapes here~*~

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