I write to get my thoughts around my feelings..........a chance to be honest with myself. Sometimes I write and I think , oh wow, that's how I'm feeling? That's what is going on with me. Call it my very own, personal therapy session (and God knows us moms
+ more bio informationIt Was Meant to BeI lay in bed and analyzeThe last seven years of my lifeFrom the other woman's written poemSomehow I've never felt so aloneShe wrote of the man that I hold dearMy heart now aching with a hopeless fearShe wrote in detail of sexual interludesThat leave me feeling the lovesick foolAn aging player, she wrote of m... More..
Remember WhenRemember whenI was your everythingReassuring me of your loveWhen we meant everything to one anotherRemember whenWe were best friendsWhispering secrets late into the nightWhen talking meant everything to usRemember whenIf I had doubts of your loveYou'd hold me closeWhen comforting me meant everything to youRemembe... More..
The Seduction of a TeaseWe talked on end for hoursThoughts filling my todayOf a night soon to be oursGratification of our wantsPassion raging from withinThe not so subtle hintsNights to be held in blazing sinFlesh tingling for nights eternalImages fleeting continue to buildVisions swaying of bodies entertwinedThe passion thes... More..
The Morning TideLike the day and like the nightAs black is to whiteLike the sun and like the rainAs love is to painLike the earth and like the skyAs low is to highLike the stars and like the moonAs midnight is to noonIncomplete one is without the otherJust like you and me seeking one anotherAs different as life and deathI nee... More..
Almost OneWhen I felt your touch for the first timeI instantly wanted you for mineTingles of electricity leaping through meUnspoken promises of things to beTime spent in heavens handsDays and nights on beaches sandLike the water with the rising tideI loved you with everything insideA love to never be undonePassing days souls ... More..
LostI 'm not sure I can lay my headOn your shoulders on any more nightsBecause when you're not beside meI can no longer sleepI feel so lostI'm not sure if I can talk to youFor endless hours on the phone any moreBecause when there are no ringsI find it harder to smileI feel so lostI'm not sure I can hold your handAnd walk hand... More..
Living with the Past: Packing My Baggage and Tossing It AsideWe are born and as we travel through life, we collect baggage. Some of it we leave littered along the highway as we travel along, some of it we carry with us through life. Sometimes we think we discarded it in Montana, only to see it tailing us in Washington. I have... More..
Sister Hearts EnchantedWhat bonds our sister heartsThe flow of blood in veinsOr time that echoes over yearsMemories strong of joys and painsIs it being there no matter whatIs it secrets shared in the dead of nightWhat is it that binds our sister heartsThrough darkness and hours of lightCould it be past laughs togetherOr maybe... More..
I Am Who I AmI sat on a bench in the park nibbling on my sandwichThe man without a home sat down beside meHe took a gulp of his beerA slight grin, a lift to the corners of his lipsHe started talking of how he had just came from the Veterans hospitalHopeful they would after all this timeApprove his monetary benefitsI listened ... More..
The Nut Doesn't Fall Far From the TreeI feel compelled to start with the following to give a glimpse of the true me. To let you know of the things that lift and soar my heart to heights never imaginable. It may surprise you at how simple they are..My daughter got her braces off last Monday. She smiled at me. I realized what a... More..
Aprils Destiny
Bothell, Washington US
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