Another day slips below the
Horizon, kissing the night sky
Until all that is left is bruised
Black, the colour of sleep, yet
Still I keep, still, to me a dream
Of yet another moment stolen, dream
Taken, seized, from the jaws of defeat,
Still I wait, for that moment of true silence,
Ears ringing in the end of all sound,
Soon to be silent world, mockingly
Exhausted, yet still not tired, driven,
Yet not driven away, still, yet not still
The same, still different, the same difference,
Circles meeting in concentric constants,
The spiral dish of daily life, spinning ever
More, back to the centre, sinkhole where
My self lives and breathes, constantly run
Yet not run at all, independent, still standing,
Each deeply ragged, aching eyes, wondering,
Still not the same. Why so tired, when
Everything is within grasp. Why so tired
When all that life requires is one day to
The next. Still tired, and as tired,
Still.
Tag Archives: life
Proud daddy
So proud! Shouts the voice
Inside my head, So proud!
Each and every day, from
Another father’s praise-filled
Lips, of seeing you teach his
Kids to grow, balancing your
Compassion, poise, and control,
To the glowing reports each school
Report, and the wonderfully glowing
Response from everything you do,
To listening you sing to your heart’s
Content, or acting, dancing on stage,
Performing as only you know how,
So proud! I am, forever, as now.
Don’t ever stop being
Who you are. You are
Truly a beautiful soul
Making me proud,
So proud.
fairytale dawn
I awoke this morning,
Bad breath and aching joints,
Rolled out of bed and woke up,
As I do each day, only to realise
That each day I awake at home,
Is a fairytale dawn.
Without the blue skied,
Green-treed commute,
With winter or summer,
Spring or fall outside,
It is all the same, for I am
Blessed with the beauty within
My life, and the life within
My home.
For when I stepped back into
The room, fresh-shaven, wide-
Eyed, and saw you there, angel
To my self-proclaimed devil’s in
The detail over analytical self,
Your blond hair spread waterfall-
Like across the pillow, soft in sleep
Teddy keeping my bare sheets warm,
Looking up at me expectantly,
I held my breath for a moment’s pause,
And realised how lucky I really am.
Then slipping next door, I awoke,
As requested, not out of spite, our
Beautiful angel, who’s smile beats a
Thousand suns, the soul-love furnace
Full of life and spirit, and realised I am
Double-blessed, for non-religious me,
This is warmth, this is love, this is what
Others call God.
And smiling still, kissing both goodbye,
I welcomed brisk winter’s late brush, shivering
Sinuously up my spine to tickle my fingertips,
Bessie Jr waiting patiently for the morning’s commute,
My smile widening ever more as I realised
That I do have everything I ever wanted,
Everything I ever wished for,
Right here,
Right now,
at home,
My life
is love.
grrr
tired,
irritable,
grumpy, burning
eyes wanting to shut,
yet no battle so hardly won,
is lost so easily to being
frustrated,
me.
grrr.
g’night.
beautiful fear
I love the way
You make me feel,
Each and every day.
Your smiling eyes,
Dance with tease
As you tweak my
Nipples sore.
You are the woman
Of my dreams, my
Every waking thought,
Of horny, sexy fantasy,
And happy warm hearth
Home. You make me smile
With everything you do,
Keep me coming back for
More, and even when I
Want to be serious your
Humour throws me off,
In all the best ways possible,
You are my perfect dream,
The woman I want to wake up
Next to, forever and a day,
And still I watch you from
The door, going about your
Daily routine, and my heart
Wants to freeze time for
Ever more, just in case this
Is all a dream.
I love you with all of me,
From deepest, darkest self,
Like a child walking in the
Dark, I sometimes am afraid
That my lifetime’s blind-
Ness, clumsy and deaf at
Times will push you far away,
And these poems from my
Heart, merely beg for you to
Stay. Don’t lose patience with
Me now, at least not for very
Long, as I love you from the
Very bottom of who I am
And I love you lifetime long.