Monthly Archives: June 2014

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Love’s Luminescence

I glimpse the light behind the door
It calls to me to give it life
For air to breathe, to help it grow
That light that dimmed within a wife
Deep within it lives on still
A fragile thing long fed on tears
Pent up within my sorrowed life
Too short the love, too long the years

I glimpse the light behind the door
It beckons with a warm shy smile
It speaks of kisses, passions felt
Caresses, seeking to beguile
Persevering through the pain
It dreams of sorrow’s evanescence
To once again embrace my heart
A gift unsought – love’s luminescence
 

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Thoughts in Music

Do you remember the HBO series “Dream On”?  It was about a man whose internal monologue occurred as snippets from television shows that he watched as a youth and as an adult.  My life seems to follow the same path only my snippets are song lyrics instead of TV lines.

I love music and, as I have mentioned in a prior post, it resonates within me most times and  especially when I am feeling particularly emotionally drained or provoked.   If I were to be granted one wish, lottery numbers excluded, I would have to wish for that elusive gift of turning emotions into song lyrics that can speak to every person on a personal plane and translates into different meanings for each and every human ear that hears it.

I try from time to time to create something worthy of passing along by writing short poems and posting them here or on my photography blog.  I tried writing a song once but my ex found a copy of it and laughed out loud at me so I shredded it and never went back.  Sadly, it has taken me fifteen years to get over feeling like someone else has the right to judge my words, and begin to share my feelings again.  Also I sometimes worry that when I write I may be recreating someone else’s song in my own words – that my only creative ability lies in regurgitating a song from long ago that meant something to me.

Anyway, back to the music thing….I found myself once again thinking in lyrics when a teacher friend of mine posted her newly cleaned desk with the caption “schools out”.  My mind immediately launched into the Alice Cooper classic and I was only able to get rid of it when my son mentioned letting the dogs out.  You guessed it….I now have “who let the dogs out?” driving me nuts.

I have been known to quote classic rock lyrics, old-time country lyrics, and yes, even totally inane lyrics from television commercial jingles (curse you Barry Manilow).  Luckily for me my children find it amusing or they would have had me locked up years ago.  I am going to try to write something of my own now, and maybe you will read it on this site sometime soon.

So – Goodnight, goodnight, until we meet again
Adios, Au Revoir, Auf Wiedersehn ’til then…..

Come on now, everybody knows the closing theme from the Lawrence Welk show!!!
thCA4P6SSX

 

 

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Breathe Me In

Breathe me in – consume my all

Tremble with me as day begins

Whisper songs of love and dreams

And souls entwined as one again

Night to day all time is done

Sighs like music sing our song

Bodies’ lyrics harmonized

Two hearts as one to each belong

Mesmerize by touch and smell

Two souls, two hearts one as its twin

Never divided eternally one

Consume my all – breathe me in

 

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evening’s passion

 

 

 

 

 

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Remember Me….

Do you remember me?

Do you remember my touch

The warmth of my breath on your neck

The softness of my sighs

 

Do you remember me?

That I believed you, and IN you

That I comforted you when you cried

That I loved you when you felt unlovable

 

Do you remember me?

How we talked for hours into the night

How we planned  and dreamed and created

How we loved

 

I remember you

And I mourn the loss of that man

 I hope that someday you return to yourself

Even though it will never again be with me

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The Trees Speak My Name

The trees speak my name in a rustle and sigh

The clouds shape my pain as they rush on by

The lakes drink my tears where they fall as I cry

And my heart begins to heal

 

I dream the dreams that the rivers know

My heart soars along where the eagles go

It longs for the purity of  Winter’s snow

And my heart begins to heal

 

Maine’s natural songs are my solace, my ease

The strength of the mountains the cool of the trees

The timeless wisdom of the infinite seas

And my heart begins to heal

 

My own perfect haven, my “Songs From the Wood”

To speak of my heartache, to be understood

To be cleansed of my sorrow, love life as I should

And my heart begins to heal

 

As I feast on your beauty you quiet my soul

You whisper of newness in forests of old

You quietly calm me when I lose control

And my heart can finally heal

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Breathed My Last

When all my days have come and gone and I have breathed my last

I pray I’ve lived a life that’s full and not dwelt in the past

For I once saw a future bright and full of warmth and hope

But that is gone and now alone I struggle just to cope

With hate and tears and feelings that I never knew could be

I struggle to remember that before you there was me

A person strong and caring who could laugh and love and smile

A friend for life who in times of need would go the extra mile

The woman who you loved once was the one I need to find

Before the “us” that shattered me and left my heart behind

I have returned to home and friends, the people I once knew

They help remind this hurting heart that I am worthy too

And in those unexpected times when colors fade to black

When things occur that make me feel my heart’s under attack

I know that they will be there still to bring me back to “me”

The person whole and full of life – the one I choose to be

No longer sad and torn apart, no darkness in my life

A woman strong and loving not the shell that was your wife

I know that I can find myself and somewhere in that time

I’ll save my soul and heal my heart find rhythm to my rhyme

I look ahead to see the die no longer shadow-cast

And I will dream the dreams of love…

“Fore I have breathed my last