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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Friday, February 19, 2010

the unworld...

my spirit my soul
my body
recoils rebels revolts
at even the thought
at the slightest thought
of it becoming reality
our reality
my spirit is sickened
my heart weeps and bleeds
my mind cannot grasp it
cannot touch it
cannot see or feel
any part of it
let alone
embrace it
live it
as real
it is a world “un”real
in every sense of the word
in every sense of the world
of this world and the
world of what was and the
world of what would have been
the unworld where nightmares
become sanctuary
life without living
the only way i know
and now
the unworld of
what is

         the world


Jimmy Bastard said...

Great words as ever doll face.


thank you so much, jimmy! see you over at your place -

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

I'm with Jimmy. A treat for a Friday evening, for sure.


thanks so much, trish! have a great weekend!

Deb Kirkeeide said...

Yes, I have to agree with all here. As always, so expressive.


oh, deb, thank you so much for coming by over here! i always so look forward to hearing from you!