Oh that annoying rumbling
Grumbling greedy
Intoxicating feeling of
Infatuation is eating me
Alive
Tag poetry
Where Are You?
Why does your absence hurt so much
Why do your eyes flicker through my mind
Why is my life filled with your void
Oh, for just one moment in time!
Wrapped up in our love
With nowhere to run
I dream of you
I desire you
You and me
And
Us
I’m Here
I’m here if you think of me
I’m here if you care
I desire you daily –
My nights filled with dreams
Reach out and touch me
My female awaits –
You are my destiny
My soul mate
My love.
Time
Can I capture time? And preserve it for always. So it doesn’t escape or spoil or merely slip through my fingers. How I long for those days of yore, when children’s laughter filled the home and my heart. When days ahead seemed boundless and never ending. Oh this time is a cruel thing, and so it is. Time heals everything, and yet, it is time that snatches everything in its path as well. A greedy lustful enemy is time.
Depression
As much as I try to escape it
It creeps up on me, you know
I have nowhere to hide
I have nowhere to go
I feel so helpless
There is no hope
Black covers all
I see no light
In the dark
I give up the
Fight.
Sinking
I am sinking
Further further further down
Darkness surrounds me
It’s all around
I’m trying to breath
My air is cut
Joy is dead
I have nothing left
Stop pulling!
Don’t make me drown
Under under underneath
I’m gone
Australia
Land of opportunity
Plains of the free
Australia my country
Sydney to sea
I look to your hills
Your echo through trees
I am blessed
Myself and family
That is All
So many nights
So many hours
Minutes
I wished to break through
I willed to reach you
So near yet so out
Of reach
Do you hear me?
Can you feel my
Love I offer you
Haters can hate
They will and they do
I can love
I will and I do
Happy Thanksgiving
I have a gift
A gift for you
I offer it
With love so true
Within my open palms I hold
Many prayers that overflow
For health and wealth and joy and peace
And light to follow where you go
All the best to you and yours xx
The Black Dog
The sun is rising
And yet it’s dark
The birds are singing
And still it’s stark
The sky is grey
When it should be blue
l feel I should be happy
But no, I’m like old glue
Yet life should be joyful
I gave so much
Yet the vacuum is imposing
I am my own crutch
The black dog is relentless
So insistent to be pattered
Another day has gone
It’s like it never mattered
(Anonymous Poet)
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