tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29511817605633138612023-06-20T05:53:20.392-07:00the inside (and other stories)Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-18951110899096685782009-08-19T16:02:00.000-07:002009-08-19T16:05:45.452-07:00countless little things<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Countless little things<br />like stars that fill the night's vast ceiling<br />and change the parametres of feeling<br />just countless little things<br /><br />but collected they are a constellation<br />a symphony of heaven's invention<br />and I treasure them in introspection<br />these countless little things<br /><br />For AC</span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-9157113705041980122009-08-19T15:29:00.000-07:002010-03-25T11:12:07.290-07:00tiny oceans<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Your eyes like tiny oceans keep<br />your soul beneath pools of colour deep<br />They gaze at me, my heart exposed<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">and see the depth to which this love goes<br /><br />The jewels of your smile<br />are the stars of my night<br />they gently hint at feelings hid<br />that I desire to swim amid<br /><br />And I'm by fascination lured<br />into a paradox observed<br />that complex thoughts and fears are held<br />where hope and wonder also dwell<br /><br />For AC 19/09/09<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-25614575802912130142009-08-19T15:21:00.000-07:002009-08-19T15:28:46.764-07:00I<span style="font-size:85%;">I will wrap around you<br />as you face affliction from all sides<br />as the storm surrounds you<br />against the pervasive tide<br /><br />I will be your strength<br />when weakness is all you feel<br />when all about you is superficial, fake and empty<br />I'll be real<br /><br />When you are tossed by changing fortune<br />I will be your sure foundation<br />against the dumbing down and cynical<br />I'll be revelation<br /><br />And I will hold you<br />through the enveloping night<br />when you are choked and disillusioned<br />I'll be your fight<br /><br />I will give and give without ever asking<br />except to ask that you receive<br />just acknowledge me and I'll breathe through you<br />Just believe<br /><br />I've already won the battle<br />that wars within your soul<br />release to me your turmoil<br />and I will make you whole</span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-31185319396294835552009-06-19T18:15:00.000-07:002009-07-06T13:52:56.743-07:00The Bottom Of Night<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Here at the bottom of night -<br />A light!<br /><br />The dawning of thought and morning<br /><br />Here is my restlessness, my thoughts overflowing<br />resisting arrest, my impatience growing<br />Sleep taunts me, haunts me<br /><br />But my heart weighs heavily upon by chest<br />I can feel it beating, thumping, breaking<br /><br />For all that's before me but just beyond reach<br />and hidden in the conversations I'm faking<br />is a fear of my own making<br /><br />This cosy blanket of inhibition<br />bravery displayed in the safest of places<br />Why can't I escape it after all this time?<br /><br />Still sometimes it surfaces like this -<br />A momentary abyss<br /><br />Here at the bottom of night, a fight.<br /></span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-11537591648261977322009-06-19T18:07:00.000-07:002009-06-19T18:36:03.282-07:00She Is Life<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">She is life relentless<br />confident as a whisper never forced<br />hers is a smile like sunrise,<br />in its warmth to linger<br />as she burns within me<br /><br />She is thoughtful and articulate<br />and rarely wrong<br />a whirlwind of possibility that I buy into<br />she is strong<br /><br />She doesn’t need me<br />yet she chooses to need me<br />she is strong-willed but submissive,<br />stubborn, resolved<br />she believes in right and fair<br />and I believe in her<br /><br />Careful in words,<br />she is expressive and kind<br />the finest friend I’ve ever known<br />the best friend I’ll ever want<br /><br />She is pure though she might doubt it<br />gentle in demeanour<br />honest and sincere<br /><br />And when she reaches out to me I hold her<br />like precious porcelain<br />her body shapes to mine<br />and steals my breath away<br /><br />And she is here<br />and she is mine<br />pictures clear in a memory blurred<br />she is beautiful beyond these words<br /><br />For AC May 09</span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-36878848341221276292009-02-02T08:16:00.000-08:002009-02-10T16:48:55.728-08:00Sudden The Knowledge Of Love<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">She is radiant in surrender<br />her skin flushed with warm hues<br />Her smile disarms me in a moment-<br />eyes like oceans hide her thoughts through a thin veneer<br /><br />While I - I am tossed by a tide of emotion<br />lost in that moment<br />as words of expression tumble down<br />an avalanche of feeling<br />inadequate yet profound<br /><br />Is this connection?<br />At last soul searching's end?<br />The sweet taste of certainty<br />an irresistible blend<br /><br />Is this the warmth of morning?<br />Of sunlight splashing through<br />-at last the shadow fading<br />the futility of loneliness and fear exposing<br /><br />Summed up in a still<br />your hair spilled around your face<br />framed in blushing beauty<br />your eyes locked on mine<br /><br />Sudden is the knowledge of love<br />where all reason is folly<br />awakened and untamed by time's dulling<br />youthful and pure<br /><br />For AC Jan 09</span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-77483123910629740332008-10-05T06:48:00.001-07:002010-02-07T11:27:39.835-08:00the early morning hours<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">As I lie a</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">wake in the darkness<br />I wonder if you’re sleeping<br />time is distance between us<br />but you’re alive in the same moment as me<br /><br />I wish that I could touch you<br />or just feel you next to me<br />your breathing body rise and fall<br />see your eyes closed as you sleep<br />your trusting shape<br />your skin washed with night<br />all fear drained away<br /><br />In your embrace a feeling floods through me<br />that I can’t deny<br />Words overflow and consume me<br />but they can’t explain<br /><br />I’d need a lifetime to prove that I love you<br />the way I say I do<br />And as you cling to me its not long enough<br />It’s not enough<br /><br />How do I make my heart settle down?<br />and reign in my fear?<br />how do I miss you less or love you less;<br />just enough to breathe without you?<br /><br />When in this moment I’m lost<br />I feel love’s control<br />and this simple beauty whose hope is in me<br />is so complex and hard to know<br /><br />How do I protect you when I’m such a stranger to strength?<br />let go when I want to hold on?<br />How do I guard your love<br />When I’m captive to my own?<br /><br />I have only trust<br />fragile, innocent trust<br />faith in you, that you’ll be there;<br />so I don’t have to do this alone<br /></span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-31684281416725886212008-10-05T06:13:00.000-07:002008-10-05T06:30:06.286-07:00Morning Light<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I miss you tonight<br />amid the lanterns of the night fishermen<br />as the old pier adorns a thousand orange lights, my memory ignites.<br /><br />I walked along the seafront<br />with the stars clear above me<br />sucking in the warm air with the waves rolling gently.<br /><br />In the last embers of the fire<br />I felt a distant draw<br />I was alone in a crowd with your ghost by my side.<br /><br />I miss you and it feels so hard<br />but I know this is just a moment<br />I press the peddle to the floor, disorientating distance pulled toward.<br /><br />You'll disappear to sleep<br />disappear to night<br />disappear to the forgiving of warm morning light.</span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-73589168642716312312008-10-05T06:01:00.000-07:002008-11-02T00:58:19.659-07:00Of Stars<span style="font-size:85%;">Of moonlight walking, fingers entwined<br />Of bright morning light<br />Of singing in the early hours<br />Of a smile and eyes that light up the world like stars<br /><br />Of sunrise and sunset<br />Holding and holding on<br />Of hope and stillness and tenderness<br />Of touch<br /><br />Of laughter and curiosity<br />Of spirit and freedom and feeling alive<br />Of watching you watching me<br /><br />Of kisses and goodbyes<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">and hugs that won't let go<br />Of walking and talking and mysteries unfolding<br />Of life<br /><br />Of looking forward<br />Of letters and growing<br />Of sharing and knowing<br />Of sweetness and longing,<br />passion and belonging<br /><br />Of gazing upward<br />Of dancing<br />Of driving and songs<br />Of singing along<br />Of the way your hair smells, your skin feels<br /><br />Of the way you see the world<br />Of the way you love God<br />Of getting closer, nearer<br />Of seeing you relate<br />Of the way others admire<br />the way you communicate<br /><br />Of light and shade, quietness and noise<br />Of the way love returns to you<br />Of movement and grace, elegance and poise<br />Of manners and kindness,<br />gentleness and refinedness<br /><br />Of compassion and care<br />Of selflessness<br />Of simple things<br /><br />Of words that don't come<br />that don't need to be said<br />Of tears that I caused<br />and those that I shed<br /><br />Of everything we gave and then gave away<br /><br />Because...</span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2951181760563313861.post-33071967784581361702008-10-05T06:00:00.000-07:002008-10-05T07:02:06.115-07:00Fragile<span style="font-size:85%;">Brilliant is the light you send<br />and open the arms you extend<br />stark are the choices you made<br />brave beyond the bitter end<br /><br />Crazy the smile you wear<br />after all that you've had to bear<br />Fragile is the heart beneath<br />Fragile it's every beat<br /><br />But precious the time we spend<br />on the other side of the end<br />little by little we steal<br />our dreams back to dream again<br /><br />Bright is the distant sun<br />that will soon cover everyone<br />Fragile the voice that sings<br />Fragile it's melody<br /><br />Slowly and slowly I wait<br />patience my impatience frustrates<br />however long the journey takes<br />its not a difficult decision to make</span>Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06779590564724445627noreply@blogger.com