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, June 28, 2010

her secret lover...

she welcomed
the darkness
embraced it
like her secret lover
as it enveloped her
held her captive
caressed her
every thought

she lay with it
and loved in it
as it penetrated
her broken heart
releasing its black silence
into the emptiness
that was her soul

she embraced him...

Sunday, June 27, 2010


touch  -

was that you?

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

the wait...

before the fall of grace      
takes me to that special place 
where lost salvation waits
and i must listen to my fate       
let me kiss upon your face
and linger long in love’s embrace
so let us soar now into space
and all our cares the sky erase
never fear my sweet soul mate
for love of you is why i wait

Sunday, June 20, 2010

midnight blues...

steaming liquid dreams
swim in dark blue streams
filled with midnight screams

thirst borne within
penned on parchment skin
where passion’s been
smeared with mortal sin

hearts bleeding blue
soaking life through
love’s own taboo

Thursday, June 17, 2010

the pretenders - excerpt...

it was for her to love forsake
she tried once and then tried twice
but unable to leave she paid the price
until the day she knew had come
it was now or never or both succumb  
with heart so heavy she made her way
to tell him goodbye on that sad day
her words struck them both like an icy death
neither able to speak or get their breath
they stood embraced in disbelief
unable to grasp the depth of their grief
their tears a river would make
they tried to be strong for the other’s sake
whispering their love in sobbing quivers
knowing their lives were now mere slivers
of what they had cherished for such a short time
a love unknown by most true love sublime
but coming not in fate’s right time

Saturday, June 12, 2010

the red doors...

they exist
in their magnificence
those red doors
just for you forevermore
to welcome you
offer love anew
invite you in
let life begin
portals to the mystic mist
to love’s sweetest kiss
the magic of the night
when time takes flight
they exist
in their magnificence

Friday, June 11, 2010

the coffin...

the train slipped slowly away
taking him from her
like autumn’s falling leaves
sliding to earth

as they lose their bid for life
from their love host

from the love that had given them life
nourished them and they flourished

like her love now
drifting softly from her life

the sound of the rails tap tapping
to the beat of her heart
as she stood immobile stationary
watching her life disappear

into the smoke of the moving train
floating and dissipating into thin air

leaving the landscape of her life
now as barren as the leafless trees in winter

sucking the breath from her
into sweeping columns of grey
attaching to the dark metal box that
now served as the coffin of her life

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

the leap into love...

you say it was I who made you weep
but it was you who made me cry
when I fell into your deep blue eyes
but then, perhaps it was not a fall at all
but a leap

Sunday, June 6, 2010

the lost...

as she sat staring
into the nothingness of her days
something caught her eye
an illusion almost
an image a manifestation
of something but of what
what was it that she saw there
staring back at her from the other side
slowly ever so slowly
she began to see what was

it began to take shape to become -
that something she could not name
began to blossom to grow to regenerate
the skeletal pieces came together
blanketed by a soft pink flesh
under which she could feel
slowly but surely beating
her heart

she glanced furtively
upward directly into the eyes of -
of that something she was missing
that she had almost forgotten
that she had nearly lost -
the eyes of herSELF -

Thursday, June 3, 2010

come closer...

come hither come closer to me
come closer - with thee let me be
be not afraid - heed not their words
for they know not what i prefer
come hither come nearer still
for it is love i wish to fulfill

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

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 they 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