The Poetry Marathon

I feed her by hand

I give her my heart

She struggles to swallow

She hates us apart

My pretty pretty princess

‘Twas love at first sight

She snuggles in bed

By my head in the dark

Lies by my side

The purring starts

I cherish each moment

That we have left

Ode to my Telly~Vision

What would I do

Without you

My friend?

(Keeping me company

On nights with no end)

I love the night!

(And the night loves me)

The only one awake~

~As far as I can see

…I listen and I hear

All the creatures of the night…

I feel like I belong~

~I feel so ALIVE and bright

I love the night!

(And the night loves me)

The only one awake~

~As far as I can see

…My world SO exhilarating

Where it can be hard to see…

I walk my dog~

~Or does she walk me?

Painted Soul

steamy beachy oceanside cliffs

with neverending waves in motion…

calm with a hint of trouble ahead

those soft amber blues…

misty memories with my warm heart

as an anchor through time…

Portrait of Me

(Just be still

And listen~)

To the sound

My heart makes

When it flutters

At the sight of you

(Just be still

And listen~)

To the sound

My heart makes

When it beats faster

Only for you

(Just be still

And listen~)

To the sound

My heart makes

When it sizzles

From your touch

(Just be still

And listen~)

To the sound

My heart makes

When it skips a beat

Worrying over you

(Just be still

And listen~)

To the sound

My heart makes

When it cracks 

Finding out about her

(Just be still

And listen~)

To the sound

My heart makes

When it weeps 

Over losing you

(Just be still

And listen~)

To the sound

My heart makes

When it heals

Without you

(Just be still

And listen~)

To the sound

My heart makes

When it rejoices

That you are gone

(Just)

 (Be)

(Still)

And

~~~Listen~~~

To your silent life

Without Me in it

“Books were safer than people, anyway.”

~Neil Gaiman

(especially the ones I write for my Self

which So Many people do Not understand

is the Key to Knowing ME)

~my skin feels so tingly…

(remembering your touch)

~my fingers in your hair…

(yours wander everywhere)

~fueling our flame…

(when we both still cared)

(~i wish i’d said yes~)

(when you needed me most)

~found the money somehow

for your surgery~

(my ghost) 

My children

Go missing

When it’s time to do chores

I thought they were here

Just the moment before

So my children get grounded

Sent to bed without supper

Never seeming to bother them

Especially the brother

It’s twins, you see

Runs in my family

First Adam

Then Emily

And they both look like me

They are usually so good

Why, they’re hardly around

More quiet than whispers

Clean rooms always found

They do keep me company

Without making a sound

I’m so glad they are there

Me only I can see

They live in my mind

And we love us

We three 

Death waits uneasily

Impatiently…

Tapping his icy cold sharp fingers

Against the glass…

As the sands of time run away

Wondering where I am…

Forgetting

I am always late…

Lucky Me!