unfulfilled love - unrequited love - love relinquished - life unlived...

we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - we'll share our stories of love around the campfire - come along -

poetry from the heart...

POETRY FROM THE HEART - my own words dedicated to all the words left unspoken, the acts left undone - the love unlived unfulfilled -

i dance with you...only in dreams...

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Monday, September 7, 2009

might it be...

might it be that what others see
is but their version of what is me
for eyes cannot pass beneath the skin
to them in thoughts I bore their sin
loving you to their chagrin
might it be that what others saw
was but their life’s own sanctioned flaw
their hearts bound in thick steel gloves
beating not to heaven above
their long lost souls
blind to love


Chuck Dilmore said...

this is exquisite, timeless!
and crafted with care.


well, chuck, your words - they do honor me - thank you so much for them - what's new over at your place these days? i'll hop over there in a minute - thanks for coming over!