It felt like forever
I craved you
Wanted you so badly
Lusted after you
Fantasies of the flesh
Never fulfilled
Time has passed
We may never meet again
But when I think of you
Your eyes and your hands
Your voice whispering to me
I wish you only
Peace
You are my friend
You are my lover
You are my life
You are my love
My days are yours
My nights are too
For each breath I take
My heart belongs to you
Erika has invited me to participate in the Love/Hate challenge, so thought I would give it a go! Erika shares upbeat, inspirational posts and can be found here:
https://erikakind.wordpress.com
I have to list ten things I love and hate. So here goes!
Love!
1 My bed and pillow
2 Mango pancakes
3 Coffee with cream
4 My family
5 African Safaris
6 Johannesburg thunderstorms
7 Music and dancing
8 Bath with bubbles
9 Massages
10 Men if gorgeous 😉
Hate!
1 Men with tempers (abusive men)
2 Being stuck in an elevator alone
3 Moths in my pantry cupboard (this means war)
4 Standing on the bus
5 Clothes that mysteriously shrink
6 Pairing up socks that are not even mine
7 Migraines
8 Being stuck on work problems
9 Being left out (of anything!)
10 Canned hunting
Please forgive for not nominating any, I’m standing on the bus (one of my pet hates – see list above). If anyone would like to participate, please do so and ping back to me!
Thank you for reading! And thank you Erika!
❤
A shadow fell over me
This morning when the sun began to rise
And though I tried to shine a light
The darkness was too strong
You asked me what I was doing
I said I was lying down
You tried to get inside my head
But my thoughts were never to be shared
Smile!
And be happy 🙂
My heart is sore
I want to say hello
Send a note
Wish you well
But more than that
I wish you would say hello
Send a note
Wish me well
Our eyes meet
Briefly
And I cannot make you
Do anything
At all
The pain in my head
Knocked gently
At first
Oh please
Not today, go away
A constant steady rolling thunder
Beating twisting gnawing crawling
I want to die
There is no escape
Nowhere to hide
Friday today a good day
To die
When I feel your body close to mine
When I hear your beating heart
When I know that you are safe
And no harm can come your way
I close my eyes and pray
Silent kisses for today
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Do Not Disturb.”
I don’t blog photos of my children or my husband. I have blogged a baby photo of them each (and my daughter in my post Mud and Fun), I asked my husband first if I could, and he was fine with me doing that. He said they could be any babies really. And in Mud and Fun my daughter is literally covered in mud.
The good thing with poetry is that it is just poetry. Most of my writing is based on what I feel, but at times I tap into moments past for inspiration. I used to publicize on google-plus but my husband used to click on random posts and then quiz me on them. I stopped the publicize except on Twitter and sometimes I post to FB. I could post anonymously but don’t feel strongly that my writing needs to be hidden. I don’t have many skeletons in my closet. I do have a few LOL, hopefully they will stay hidden!
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Baggage Check.”
A few weeks ago I was hurt by someone. Struggling to deal with it, I want to lash out. My human nature craves revenge. I hate how you hurt me. I hate how I allowed you to hurt me. Daily, nightly I have to seek a soft heart. Forgiveness, love, hope and faith. Past experience has taught me that is the only way.
Poems and Petals 