I am not sure I have ever shared any of my writing with you. So here it some of it let me know what you think. I have been told that I use to many words.
FORGOTTEN REASONS
I stand grounded to the earth like a tree, swaying and bending with every breeze, but never free. As timeless as mountains I wait and watch. The birds soar though the air without a care. The deer run though the forest with the greatest of ease. The butterfly floats oh so effortlessly. These and others seem to be free, while I stand and wait so patiently. Why am I waiting I do not know. For it was so long ago that I started to watch, and wait. For forgotten reasons I stand and wait. Now though the air floats a new mystery. So full of wonder, beauty and grace that my heart beings to ack. It pulls at my soul, and says come fly with me. Though tomorrow is uncertain, and we do not know all it brings. Today and now is what we live. So it says will you not share the mystery of the moment with me. I have forgotten why I stand and i long to be free. So for only if a moment so let it be!
Sometimes I wonder where you came from,
Sometimes I tremble with the fear you will return there
leaving me alone and lost once more.
I wake up terrified, and reach for my neck.
The star rests in the hollow of my throat,
a concrete, reassuring symbol that you *are* real.
You have touched me, body, heart and soul.
You have reached inside, broken down the barriers
I built for protection, though I've fought to the last.
I have found what my soul was longing for
What my heart was reaching for
What my body was longing for.
I have come home at last.
I dreamed of you last night in fragments, in blurs of color, a
kaleidoscope of images, of emotions; I dream of you often. None are
worth seizing up your precious free time to describe in detail. They
are not dreams of the obvious, of love, of lust; salty nakedness, but
of protection. You protect me. Would you? Would you still? If
something occurred could I come to you despite everything,
despite...everything, in need, for help? Somehow I believe this is only a
dreamer's false hope. I try to forget, to scour at the lingering
memories, harshly, painfully, but I stupidly hung up your picture at
my desk so that all I have to do is glance unknowingly, boredly to my
left and there you are with your eyes of moss and half crooked smile.
That hair, that smile opens up a deluge within my mind, and I feel
what I wish to forget, what I must forget to make life simpler,
easier to bear and the lids close over my eyes as if that would stop
the movie of memories from playing open the worn screen of inner
vision.
Warmth
Wandering through the soul numbing cold of loneliness.
I reached for any warmth I could find.
Finding sometimes that what I thought was warmth was colder than the loneliness I was already in;
Other times finding the warmth came with costs that I could not pay.
Still I yearned for warmth, and I at times found warmth that tried to change who I was.
None of the comfort I found seemed to be worth the price my soul was paying for the short time of peace and warmth.
Then when I had almost given into the despair of never finding that warmth that would want me for what I was, who I was.
I came across a flame of hope a warmth I had never felt.
It was as if all the universe had put its heat into this flame.
Frightened, I ran from this unknown.
Not knowing why I was running except this heat, this warmth was so different than I had ever known.
I ran and still the warmth of this flame stayed by my side whispering, I will be here for you, I will care for you the way you are.
I ran even harder into the soul numbing cold. At least this I knew, at least this I knew how to deal with. And yet the flame followed me.
Whispering to me, Why do you run? I dont know why, I reply.
Then I realize the thing I was searching for,
The one thing in the universe I wanted more then any other, I was running from. The flame came to me, and filled me with peace I had never known.
Warmth that filled my being with joy that will last me the rest of my life.
I vowed then and there to be the type of warmth that the flame was for me.
The flame looks at me, and gently holds me as it says, You already are.
What to say to say to the woman of your life, love, and dreams!
You could try to tell her that she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and even if she is, she will look at you like youre crazy.
You say that she is so intelligent that she could do anything that she sets her mind to, and even if she is the smartest woman you know, she will look at you like youre crazy.
You could try telling her that you will buy her the world, and even though she may not mind owning the world, she will know youre crazy then.
No, the woman that is to be yours for the rest of your life does not mind hearing these things, but it is not what she wants to hear.
She wants to hear that you will be there during the times when she is sick or hurt or things are wrong. Be there for her, hold her and tell her it will be all right.
She wants to hear that you Love her for who she is, not for what you wish her to be.
She wants to hear that no matter what you love her.
We all sometimes forget that the simplest of things are the most important. If she truly loves you, and you love her, learn to love without expectations of what you wish her to be.
That is why I have to say. I LOVE YOU for who you are, and the joy that I get from being a part of your life is all that I need. May you always remember that simple, but true fact through the tough times, the good times, and even through the bad times. I will be there to hold you, and tell you that everything will be all right. No matter what!
Where to being to explain Love. Has any poet truly been able to capture the meaning of love? No I do not think so. That is why there are so many love poems out there. We are all different and we all feel love differently. It is not that we do not connect with some of the poems that are written. It is just that Love is a concept that is beyond words. When we love someone with all of our being it is almost berating and belittling the meaning of it by trying to put it into words. Although that is how we express ourselves the best is through words. Also the way we express ourselves the worst. When I think of all the things that have happened in my life to get me by your side I am at a loss for words. How do I put all of that into words? I truly have no idea. When I sit here and think of how my life has changed because of the way I feel for you. Who do I tell you? When I think of the way you make me feel just by hearing your voice or by holding you. How do I put that into words? That anyone would understand. And when I think of the future that I wish for us to build together. How do I voice those thoughts? I try to express myself in many ways other then voice thinking that it would only belittle the feelings I have for you. By putting them into words. I realize now that without those words. Without those thoughts and feelings expressed through voice, so that you may hear them. You may begin to doubt my love for you. It is one thing to think you are loved by action, but without words to remember those feelings by. They mean very little. It can go the other way around as well. You need both hand in hand. To truly express yourself when you love some one as much as I love you. So here it is in a nutshell. Here are the words to go along with the action.
The love that grows inside of me everyday is nothing less then a miracle.
It is started off slow and rocky trying to find the right spot to settle down in my heart.
Who would have imagined that it would have settled in the deepest part of my being?
Not just my heart, but in everything about me.
To grow to expand beyond all the hopes I ever had.
I feel as though the rest of my life was a training ground to make me the person I am today.
So that maybe I can love you the way you deserve to be loved
I cannot describe the feeling of inspiration I get from knowing that you love me as well.
When I think of all the loves lost in my life I have to thank the stars above that lead me to you.
I cannot promise riches or fame.
I cannot promise we will always be happy every minute of everyday.
I can promise tough times. Fun times, times of pain, and of joy.
I can promise that we will get to each other from time to time.
But through trust, love, compromise and communication that we are building day by day.
We will be there for one another to love, and cherish even when we turn gray.
The world has been hard on us both.
But I know in my heart that I have my peace in this world when I think of how much I love you, and how much you love me too.
Together we will make it through this world.
Together nothing can stop us.
These were just a few of the words that fill my mind when I think of you.
FORGOTTEN REASONS
I stand grounded to the earth like a tree, swaying and bending with every breeze, but never free. As timeless as mountains I wait and watch. The birds soar though the air without a care. The deer run though the forest with the greatest of ease. The butterfly floats oh so effortlessly. These and others seem to be free, while I stand and wait so patiently. Why am I waiting I do not know. For it was so long ago that I started to watch, and wait. For forgotten reasons I stand and wait. Now though the air floats a new mystery. So full of wonder, beauty and grace that my heart beings to ack. It pulls at my soul, and says come fly with me. Though tomorrow is uncertain, and we do not know all it brings. Today and now is what we live. So it says will you not share the mystery of the moment with me. I have forgotten why I stand and i long to be free. So for only if a moment so let it be!
Sometimes I wonder where you came from,
Sometimes I tremble with the fear you will return there
leaving me alone and lost once more.
I wake up terrified, and reach for my neck.
The star rests in the hollow of my throat,
a concrete, reassuring symbol that you *are* real.
You have touched me, body, heart and soul.
You have reached inside, broken down the barriers
I built for protection, though I've fought to the last.
I have found what my soul was longing for
What my heart was reaching for
What my body was longing for.
I have come home at last.
I dreamed of you last night in fragments, in blurs of color, a
kaleidoscope of images, of emotions; I dream of you often. None are
worth seizing up your precious free time to describe in detail. They
are not dreams of the obvious, of love, of lust; salty nakedness, but
of protection. You protect me. Would you? Would you still? If
something occurred could I come to you despite everything,
despite...everything, in need, for help? Somehow I believe this is only a
dreamer's false hope. I try to forget, to scour at the lingering
memories, harshly, painfully, but I stupidly hung up your picture at
my desk so that all I have to do is glance unknowingly, boredly to my
left and there you are with your eyes of moss and half crooked smile.
That hair, that smile opens up a deluge within my mind, and I feel
what I wish to forget, what I must forget to make life simpler,
easier to bear and the lids close over my eyes as if that would stop
the movie of memories from playing open the worn screen of inner
vision.
Warmth
Wandering through the soul numbing cold of loneliness.
I reached for any warmth I could find.
Finding sometimes that what I thought was warmth was colder than the loneliness I was already in;
Other times finding the warmth came with costs that I could not pay.
Still I yearned for warmth, and I at times found warmth that tried to change who I was.
None of the comfort I found seemed to be worth the price my soul was paying for the short time of peace and warmth.
Then when I had almost given into the despair of never finding that warmth that would want me for what I was, who I was.
I came across a flame of hope a warmth I had never felt.
It was as if all the universe had put its heat into this flame.
Frightened, I ran from this unknown.
Not knowing why I was running except this heat, this warmth was so different than I had ever known.
I ran and still the warmth of this flame stayed by my side whispering, I will be here for you, I will care for you the way you are.
I ran even harder into the soul numbing cold. At least this I knew, at least this I knew how to deal with. And yet the flame followed me.
Whispering to me, Why do you run? I dont know why, I reply.
Then I realize the thing I was searching for,
The one thing in the universe I wanted more then any other, I was running from. The flame came to me, and filled me with peace I had never known.
Warmth that filled my being with joy that will last me the rest of my life.
I vowed then and there to be the type of warmth that the flame was for me.
The flame looks at me, and gently holds me as it says, You already are.
What to say to say to the woman of your life, love, and dreams!
You could try to tell her that she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and even if she is, she will look at you like youre crazy.
You say that she is so intelligent that she could do anything that she sets her mind to, and even if she is the smartest woman you know, she will look at you like youre crazy.
You could try telling her that you will buy her the world, and even though she may not mind owning the world, she will know youre crazy then.
No, the woman that is to be yours for the rest of your life does not mind hearing these things, but it is not what she wants to hear.
She wants to hear that you will be there during the times when she is sick or hurt or things are wrong. Be there for her, hold her and tell her it will be all right.
She wants to hear that you Love her for who she is, not for what you wish her to be.
She wants to hear that no matter what you love her.
We all sometimes forget that the simplest of things are the most important. If she truly loves you, and you love her, learn to love without expectations of what you wish her to be.
That is why I have to say. I LOVE YOU for who you are, and the joy that I get from being a part of your life is all that I need. May you always remember that simple, but true fact through the tough times, the good times, and even through the bad times. I will be there to hold you, and tell you that everything will be all right. No matter what!
Where to being to explain Love. Has any poet truly been able to capture the meaning of love? No I do not think so. That is why there are so many love poems out there. We are all different and we all feel love differently. It is not that we do not connect with some of the poems that are written. It is just that Love is a concept that is beyond words. When we love someone with all of our being it is almost berating and belittling the meaning of it by trying to put it into words. Although that is how we express ourselves the best is through words. Also the way we express ourselves the worst. When I think of all the things that have happened in my life to get me by your side I am at a loss for words. How do I put all of that into words? I truly have no idea. When I sit here and think of how my life has changed because of the way I feel for you. Who do I tell you? When I think of the way you make me feel just by hearing your voice or by holding you. How do I put that into words? That anyone would understand. And when I think of the future that I wish for us to build together. How do I voice those thoughts? I try to express myself in many ways other then voice thinking that it would only belittle the feelings I have for you. By putting them into words. I realize now that without those words. Without those thoughts and feelings expressed through voice, so that you may hear them. You may begin to doubt my love for you. It is one thing to think you are loved by action, but without words to remember those feelings by. They mean very little. It can go the other way around as well. You need both hand in hand. To truly express yourself when you love some one as much as I love you. So here it is in a nutshell. Here are the words to go along with the action.
The love that grows inside of me everyday is nothing less then a miracle.
It is started off slow and rocky trying to find the right spot to settle down in my heart.
Who would have imagined that it would have settled in the deepest part of my being?
Not just my heart, but in everything about me.
To grow to expand beyond all the hopes I ever had.
I feel as though the rest of my life was a training ground to make me the person I am today.
So that maybe I can love you the way you deserve to be loved
I cannot describe the feeling of inspiration I get from knowing that you love me as well.
When I think of all the loves lost in my life I have to thank the stars above that lead me to you.
I cannot promise riches or fame.
I cannot promise we will always be happy every minute of everyday.
I can promise tough times. Fun times, times of pain, and of joy.
I can promise that we will get to each other from time to time.
But through trust, love, compromise and communication that we are building day by day.
We will be there for one another to love, and cherish even when we turn gray.
The world has been hard on us both.
But I know in my heart that I have my peace in this world when I think of how much I love you, and how much you love me too.
Together we will make it through this world.
Together nothing can stop us.
These were just a few of the words that fill my mind when I think of you.