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Showing posts with label #voice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #voice. Show all posts

Friday, July 7, 2023

Untitled #7723

 

You are the voice inside my head.

A silent counterpart on my journey 

Keeping me company where I tread 

Dispelling all my fears and worries

 

Tell me not of tragic woes. 

I want to share your joys 

Speak to me of highs, not lows 

We'll rise above the maddening noise. 


The future comes on unflighted wing.

No faster than today, 

Let us live, our hearts will sing 

And greet the coming day.


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Sunday, December 1, 2019

Sometimes

Sometimes I forget I'm alone
With your voice still echoing in my ear
I forget sometimes I'm alone
While listening on the phone
While wiping rain that looks like tears
I tell myself they are not fears
I try to forget how sometimes I'm so alone

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Secrets

The secret voice
Whispering in my mind
Telling me softly
Joking, laughing
Never here, gone
Fleeting, away
No sight to betray
Kiss me invisibly
Touching not being
Once more into the fray
No one knows
Spying on life
Not of but above
You cannot be found

Monday, March 11, 2019

Sometimes

Sometimes I forget I'm alone
Is your voice still in my ear?
Sometimes I forget I'm alone
Will I listen for my phone?
Wiping off rain that like tears
I tell myself I'm not afraid
Sometimes I try to forget how much I'm alone

Friday, January 19, 2018

Sign

I saw your reflection in the stars
It reached to me across the world
Traversing time and space
To fill the chasmous void

Your voice followed behind
Trailing like a comet's tail
Bringing home your words
A message without fail

The thunderclap fills my soul
Rumbling and rattling my mind
Containing all of your love
This is a heaven sent sign

Monday, September 1, 2014

Cento Part Two

Cento Part Two
We are screaming inside but we can’t be heard
Long silence followed then again her voice was stagnant midnight stirred
Pain so extreme as to cause writhing I’m confused by the agony.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite terror of their reality.
And a pill won’t take the pain away. But it makes you feel good in a different way.
What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.


Line 1 Sarah McLachlan I Will Remember You Line 2 Charlotte Bronte Jane Eyre Line 3 Imperanon Rhythm of Pain Line 4 Edgar Allan Poe The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket Line 5 Jackal Locked and Loaded Line 6 T. S. Elliot Little Gidding



Thursday, August 28, 2014

Simply Stories

I’d like to believe in fairy tales
But I’m not that naive
Fairy tales are simply stories
Something little girls like to believe
And if you look closely at them
Cinderella is only a maid
Being tortured by stepsisters
Abused by relatives, overworked and underpaid
Everyone’s favorite Snow White
Is the marvelous fluke
A glorified servant
Who marries a Duke!
The best one by far
Is the stone cold fish
Who by choosing her love, loses her voice
How’s that for a wish?
So why must we choose these
Over glamorous tales
I’d rather have something else
Even if that something else fails

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Thursday, August 7, 2014

A Long Hard Lonely Way

What have I to offer?
I have no skills to bring
Were I to beg or borrow love,
I could refuse it at no price!
My abilities suffer compared to others
I’m not able to sew or mend
My words are that of a school child
I’m not glib by any ken
My riding skills are paltry
My cooking skills are parse
I’m not good with children
My etiquette is farce
If my diction here is faulty
Forgive me if I stray
But my voice is somewhat Country
To the City, it will not stay
So when I leave your side
It’s not for lack of love
It’s simply fear for embarrassment
I’m not the best of company
Who would ever want me
When half the time I cannot speak
The rest remember my own name
Or trip over my own two feet
No one wants the sick girl
The books make it seem glamorous
But if it’s boring everyday crap
It’s just a lot of fuss
So every day I take my medicine
And every day is just the same
One day I’ll finally wake up
And there won’t be any more pain
So what is there to offer?
But a long hard lonely way
It’s mine alone to travel
I think I’ve surpassed my stay

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Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Till the Universe Stops Breathing

Refreshing sounds call me home
A voice that echoes true
No matter what life throws my way
I still come home to you

Hope when days seems grim
Conscious never falters
A solid rock, firm under ground
Love that never alters

Till the universe stops breathing
Hearts will beat in time
Till the universe stops breathing
I love that you are mine