THE BLUE PENDULUM

Mangled emotion flowing through a tattered heart;

Sort it out, but where to start?

A single glance from ice blue shards;

Make feeling love completely hard.

Piercing deep into the soul;

That same blue once made me whole.

Embedded now there is no way;

For them to simply go away.

When blue flashes before my eyes;

My heart tenses with sheer surprise.

Blue isn't often, but when it's there;

Heart leaps with almost a scare.

Blue causes sadness, this I know;

Indifference does blue always show.

Thinking that right this minute;

Makes me wonder why I'm in it.

Blue isn't always pain you see;

Blue always claims that it loves me.

Sometimes it has laughter and light;

Sometimes it makes my heart take flight.

But, when ice blue shards are truly mad;

Sorrow is what I've usually had.

Behind my eyes tears quickly form;

Stream down my face so salty and warm.

Then heart melts, reduced to a puddle;

When all heart needed was a comforting cuddle.

 

 

OH KNIGHT DEVINE

He came from far away,

On a windy blustery day.

Trapped inside her box,

He came and broke the locks.

Took her to a better life,

Made her his sweetly beautiful wife.

Three children did she bear,

He showed her love, affection and care.

His love for her was truly deep,

Into her heart did his love seep.

A love like this has never before been,

How did she get so blessed by him.

Oh knight in shining armour, where o' where art thou?

Searching for you always, but to find you...how?

Awaking from her sleep, to only but a dream,

This is the way that it always seems... 

LOVES REVOLVING DOOR

Gonna write it down;

Not gonna make a sound.

Get all of the thoughts out; 

So you can go on about...

Business, problems, stress.

Trying, but meerly do my best.

Always getting in the way;

Another person, another day.

Help this heart find piece of mind;

Take away the gripping bind...

Of doubt and worry surrounding me.

The only thing is let you be;

Can't you see loves haunting me?

Circumstance is humblty!

How can I go on with this?

Never becoming my certain bliss.

Take your time, and take your heart;

Now I'm right back at the start.

No one can give what I desire;

Now my gentle hearts on fire.

Drench the flames and sail toward me;

On an island where we both believe.

You are mine, and I am yours; 

Now you go back to your home shores.

Lost again, lost once more;

Live in loves revolving door. 

 

SHIPWRECK

Sorrow maims a crooked soul;

A long lost love to make it whole. 

A depth in oceans does divide;

The one that simply wants to hide.

A weeping heart, a torn out mind;

A soft and slow and gentle bind.

So unnoticed does it go;

Before the frothy seas it flows.

Seagulls cry their savage squawks;

The hearts call out among the rocks.

But no one see's their massive spill;

The wretched hearts, they start to fill.

Gushing out their painful woes;

Of love and life and many foes. 

A storm comes in so fierce and wild;

This tragic day no longer mild.

A wintery blast from the north does blend;

A firey snow it violently sends.

The hearts still left in totured confusion;

Will this be their final conclusion?

Souls lay beach side in afflicted emotion;

Washing away in the solemn blue ocean.

THE LITTLE DOLL

There it lies upon the floor;

A broken doll that moves no more.

A tattered skirt a shredded sock;

Where's the key that's her hearts unlock?

A damaged eye, a balding head;

Someone let this doll go dead.

A stitched up arm, a patched up shirt;

What has caused her all this hurt?

Covered in dirt with a missing shoe;

What is this little doll to do?

With a bit of luck you'll pass her way;

Instead of looking past her today.

Days go by, then weeks and years;

Little doll runs out of tears.

Someone is coming so look your best;

Maybe they're different from all the rest.

They stop by little doll, looking down upon her face;

They seem to notice she is out of place.

What happened that day, we still are not sure;

Those occurrences are mostly just a blur.

Little doll is finally neat and clean;

What has happened? What could this mean?

Wrapped in a box with tissue galore;

Maybe her life is meaningful once more!

A gift for another she has become;

The place on the floor, she's been taken from.

The new owner loves her and cherishes her too;

But tosses her aside when they've found something new.

     And so this cycle goes on about;

The little doll begins to doubt.

There it lies on the floor once again;  

Still waiting and waiting for life to begin...

DREAMS TO EMPTY

She closed her eyes and could see it agian; the life she had always dreamed about.

It wasn't just the farmstyle house across the open rolling hills, the horses and dogs that ran around happily, or her house full of happy children. In the near distance she could hear the waves crashing onto the sandy beaches. The sky painted a blue of the richest kind, kissed with white billowing clouds. No, this wasn't what made it all come together in her mind. His car pulls up; he's home from work. He greets her in the kitchen with a warm embrace and tender kiss. He gazes into her eyes and whispers "I love you" How can he do that? How can every time he looks at her it's as if he's falling in love with her for the very first time.  

A noise pulls her back to reality; a notification dings on her phone. Payment due. Ding. Low balance. Ding. Payment due. Ding. Don't forget to order your mandatory items for school. Stress. She goes to him, always worried whether she's disturbing him. She talks to him. Two ways it could go; what will it be today? The snappy comment, or the shrug? Snappy comment; she's not doing her part with the income. She works multiple jobs and cares for their child. Doing the best she can; never good enough. The shrug; your feelings are of no concern to me. I don't know what to say about that. Sigh.

The child; her main source of joy. Also stress to make a good life for the child; off to school. His car pulls up; he's home from work. He greets his computer near his desk; no comment to her. She greets him, asks about his day. The shrug returns. He has a seat and slides on his headphones. The tapping of keys tells the computer "I love you" She keeps herself busy so she doesn't notice the loneliness. Working 2 jobs today. Too tired to feel sad. Too weak to cry. Stay awake and let the lonely seep in, or sleep and bring on even quicker- another day older, another day unchanged. Closing her eyes..."There you are, the life I always wanted"