Goodbye©
By Katy G.
How can I write what I feel at your leaving?
Where are the words now you're gone?
To never gaze into your eyes again
to see the depths of your very soul,
To never hold your hand again
and feel the silent communication,
To never run my fingers through your hair again
like shining silk it frames your head,
To never touch your face again
and trace along your gentle brow,
To never kiss your lips again
and feel the passion arise between us,
To never hear your laugh again
the sound which always made me smile,
To never be near you again
How can I go on?
A photograph is all I have,
A visible reminder of the constant thought
going through my mind.
How can I let go when it feels so right?
Where did it go wrong?
The Grief©
By Katy G.
Grief.
Grief unspeakable.
The pain in my heart as it twists in two.
The sorrow deeper than any black hole.
I do not want your pity.
I do not want your words of comfort for this is my time to grieve,
my time for anger.
I have lost a love.
Leave me in my loneliness, let me cry until I can cry no longer.
Let me feel emptiness for the part of me that is missing.
For I am alive
and I feel the
Grief.
MINNIE©
By Lisa Duvall
As I lie in bed she is curled up beside me
soft and warm, gently purring
She is waiting....
Patiently she watches me go about my morning routine
a pat on her head, a scratch behind her ears
She is waiting...
I go off to work while throughout the day she naps
she bathes, she has a bite to eat
She is waiting...
Sitting on the window sill watching as the afternoon fades into night
an engine is heard, a front door key turns
She is waiting...
As I slowly unwind from a hard days work I sit on the couch
she jumps on my lap mewing quietly and soothing
She is content.
MOM©
By Katy G.
All the days I count the ways
in everything you've done for me
a simple touch, a gentle smile
a scold when it was necess'ry.
Love it read, but in my head
a rebel lion growled instead.
Another thought, a guilty heart
shame on me I never said.
The gift of speech was never mine
to say a clear felt thought.
A closed mouth, but open mind
E. S. P.?--well, you could not.
Bonds run steep and very deep
because of love it stays forever.
Maybe pain and maybe pleasure
laughing, crying, parting never.
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