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Her voice caresses my presence

Her smile comfort

Will I ever forget her?

Walking in the dust

Sugar encrusted lips

Capturing my reflection

The mirror has my face plastered

In its view

Am I here?

Scattered, searching for my exit

The horses in the middle

Saddled up and groomed

Prancing machines

Pale skin

Faces turning with mouth

And eyes wide

Your dirty hand in mine

Springs breeze across our backs

Sponge cakes and jam

Woven quilts and eucalyptus

Cages rattling as we hold tight

Hearts racing and screams of delight

And there she stood, amongst the crowd

Her smile etched in my mind

That moment, her joy, my joy

Her surprise

The delight

love

MY LOVE

Upon the shelf

A jar of glass remains

To the brim

Liquid heart lies knowingly

Years of being untouched

Or open

The dust of spirit

Falls and remains

Embedding the jar deep

Buried amongst the past

You stand and observe

Waiting for time

To spell thoughts for you

Adrenalin moves the fragments

Penetrating through the glass

Drowning in loves fluid

You think my name

As you part your lips

A flowing whisper falls

Exhaling

Blowing the dust and cutting

Through the silence

Your love elevates the heart

From the resting shelf

The heart craving you

And not you the heart

WHAT IS LOVE

Almost a year ago when I began really writing poetry, Melanie set me some writing tasks to learn how to write using metaphors and similes and I wrote the below poem Love Is....and a year later Melanie spoke of introducing this to her students at school and it got me thinking how would I write Love Is now.......

LOVE IS

Love is feeling safe

Love is family and friends

Love is laughing

Love is singing from the heart

Love is having fun

Love is Love

THAT IS LOVE

The butterfly lands

Silent but slightly trembling

Suddenly taking flight

That is love

Pulling back the dark curtain

The lingering shadow waits

As dawn breaks the night

That is love

The taste of mandarin and mint

The embrace of your wise arms

The repeating tune in my mind

The scent of pine trees wrapped in mist

The struggle of forgiveness

The belief of your knowing me

The victory of freedom

That is love

That is love

FOR THE BIRDS

The breeze carrying relief

Brushing against the uncertainty

Of bare skin

Waiting, watching

The passing captures the joy

Making the branches dance

As the scent of rain

Fills the memory

Where morning bike rides

And winters dawn

Dress our spirits

The cool air

Cleanses away our dreams

And realities shadow

Fill our lungs with doubt

Flickering specks of darkness

Pushing the conscious mind to fade

And thoughts of nothingness

Erode the earth

Slowly crumbling

Clutching at the air

Fumbling amongst nothingness

The heart expands

You are my freedom

CRAZY

This is the 19th poem I have written since the beginning of 2011....I know we are just entering February so I am effectively 12 poems behind....ho hum......


Crazy little moments

Running through my head

Jumbled bits of clutter

Cluttered, running scared

Tap, tap, tapping

Scuttling on the floor

Running up the hallway

Looking for a door

A place to hide their feelings

A place to hide away

A place to bury deep inside

A place to remain and stay

Crazy little thoughts

Bouncing off the walls

Bouncing like a bouncy ball

Bouncing up the halls

Crazy little thoughts

Send me spinning in a twirl

These crazy little thoughts

Stuck in a crazy little world

It’s time to clean the cluttered mind

Clean the dust and dirt away

Because crazy little thoughts

Are getting in my way

Crazy crazy little thoughts

Grow quickly in the dark

Emerging into one big thought

Moving quickly to the heart

Taking over every room

And every living space

Crazy crazy little thoughts

Its time you went away.