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This Old House


Our house
is just a bit older than my memories
and to be honest
it could use a little work
paint
and whatnot
as the front porch creaks more than I do
but still
ther's something special
about just sitting out here
taking life in
while enjoying how well it still holds us together

It's getting colder
as summer seems to be coming to an end
Autumn's gentle wind
feels like the world is sighing
as the last remnants of the sun
has slowed the day's once mighty gait
to a portrait of stars
as time's slow churning hands
continue to paint dreams for us

We’re older now
and we don't talk as much as we once did
though our silence
really isn't silent
as our life's journey speaks volumes
as it seems
we've seen it all
experienced it all
and gave the kids our all
and yet
my thoughts while sitting here
beside you
in our home
is that you've given me all I could have ever wished for

Hollow

Your lust
burned
like hell's fire
an intense sin
tearing through my soul
as the journey
of your warmth
slowly promised me
what my heart believed it wanted

And I prayed
knowing
your hands
your face
your words
were like an empty temptation
that gave my tonight
false hope
that tomorrow
would be the today
that allowed me
to forget all that hurt me before

I do not blame you
it wasn't your love that oppressed me
it wasn't you
that lied to me
so you will never see my tears
you will never know
that they flow as freely as blood from a wound
and I use them to extinguish the fire's burn
you will never know
that you left me
as the charred remains of another night
alone again
still hurting
and not even the patchwork
of minutes and moments are enough
to fill the hollow hole
I am

Nice!!!

Walking Away


I stopped walking
away
as I had nowhere to go
you were right
for me
and for so long that's what I feared
but you never left
so I couldn't leave either

I stopped walking
away
not because it was easier
but because it was harder
and the difficult times have to be endured
because without them
there would never be a moment of realization
where all that's made you stronger
is standing next to you

I stopped walking
away
even though I am still afraid
but each step I took
while searching for somewhere else to be
ended back to you
and that distance grew closer
each time you tried to hold me
each time you tried to tell me
each time you tried to reassure me
that my flaws
were the reasons why I was perfect

I stopped walking
away
because I deserve to have a place where
my heart can call home
and for this
I love you

Rain Fall


I hate
the erratic rhythm
of the falling rain
I hate
how it's poetry writes
of my tears
and torment

I hate
how I cry
because of love's pain
how it's downpour mimics
my heart's beat
as I search for the reasons why
you are not here

I hate
how cold
each drop is
and how alone I feel
when the clouds darken
if only I could hear your whispers
even if they were careless
so long as I had shelter
from the sad reality
that I cannot feel the sun's warmth
without you

I hate
not having
what your words promised
because without the hope
of your lingering presence
I am lost
within the sky's never ending river

It's Gone

Sitting in my misery
Jack
ice
and memories

The thrill
has somehow escaped
gone
nothing left but hate

Tired
real tired
of thinking 'bout you
how good we were
and the things you'd do

But I saw you
with him
and that closed the door
another man
in the middle of me wanting more
ruined
this good thing
and I'm sure
you know what I mean

So take that
beautiful smile
walk on
leave me be
leave me alone
cause I'm free now
free from your spell
and I all I can do
is wish you well

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Another First Kiss


Cold
and then
hot
it's as if
the weather's
unpredictable winds
flow through my thoughts

The cold fears
of when
love is weakened
the heat
of our midnight awakening

The back
and forth
another ending
another rebirth
I'm afraid
for my self-esteem's worth
it's tortuous
to live like this
not wanting
and then hoping we share
another first kiss

Cold
and then
hot
it’s as if
the weather's
unpredictable winds
flow through my thoughts

Ok so I'm not a good Ol' Boy but I agree. Love this

Your work leave me speechless . . I love this. It's deep. Thoughtful. And penetrating.

Over and Over

Honestly
at first it drove me crazy
the same song
over and over
and over
again

Daddy
play it again
again
again
GEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZZ
and as I hit rewind
again
and one more time
I quietly screamed

Then
I looked in the rear view mirror
and that smile
melted my heart to the point
I started singing along
realizing
that fatherhood
that marriage
that love
is just like this moment
at times it'll make you scream
but honestly
there's nothing better than
hearing the same thing
over and over
and over
again

Thanks golden and to be honest, I'll always take a compliment (helps the ego) but the way I see it, when I read your work (and a few other poets on mingle) and it's amazing. Your work makes the reader think however when I write I try to paint a picture for the reader to feel. And the difference is that thinking expands our universe whereas pictures will take you places. Kind of the same but still different (and let me add that thinking often clarifies the picture). So I'm not minimizing what I try to do I can't help but appreciate the poet who makes us think. I'm going to stop because I could go on and on and I think I'm driving my girlfriend crazy write () now. But it really is a topic that I think about a lot

You do know that I read your work to get inspiration . . . but I'm not quite as good as you are. Beautiful poem

Silent Reality

Lines
of midnight's light
delicately fell between the window blinds
as if night
were an instrument to be played
by the lonely

I reach out
and gently stroke each ray of light
as if I were the master of this instrument
and heart
was the lyricist that wrote the words
I could not speak

I imagine
your absence
as the audience there to hear the song I played
as note
after note
of my heart's expression
told you
how my soul yearned
for the warmth of your whispers against my weakness
reassuring me
that the color of the spotlight
was not as dark
as my silent reality

Oh my God I love this poem!!!!!!

A Good Life

Never thought retirement
would find me
walking
along the shore
under a cold and clouded sky
thinking
of the moments from so long ago

Feeling the mist
softly kissing my soul
while leaving an everlasting impression
though mine
seem to vanish with each wave
that washes upon the sand

Today
though still an intricate part of time
doesn't feel quite the same
as the days gone by
maybe
it's the solitude of the moment
or maybe
it's just the gentle rain
neither good or bad
better or worse
just different

So as I
walk along the shore
with no real destiny in mind
and only my thoughts
to accompany me
I find myself
feeling each thought
from yesterday
and honestly
it feels pretty good reminiscing

Smokin’


The light
at the end
dances a flickered movement
as I inhale
its intoxication
holding it
as long as I can
so that I feel its spirit
deep in my lungs

Exhale
cough
the darkness escapes from my soul
and I am no longer drowning
in the possibilities of the apocalypse
it feels as if I am free
of the day's transgressions

Music
is clearer
as sounds swirl about me in a haze
and I feel
as if life's meaning
is taking me higher
and higher as I hunger
for more
of this feel good

It really all depends on what mood you're in. If you're with that special someone, the cold out but the warmth of the fireplace sends a special kind of heat through the both of you will dictate the jazz you listen to