| Penguins? PENGUINS!!!! |
| Imagination or Truth In your voice, I hear a tremble, is it truth or just my imagination? A deep breath, to calm unsteady nerves, your or mine? Could it be true, could you possibly miss me, as much as I miss you? My mind cannot grasp the idea but my heart believes it to be true and hopes it is true and not merely my imagination. |
| Hidden Thoughts My deepest feelings are never revealed, even to those closest to me, for fear of instantaneous rejection but with you, I have no fear and readily admit everything, for I know you will stay, accepting me and loving me through everything. No secrets to behold, no surprises up my sleeves, you know everything important and then some, little things, everyday things mixed with the big things. How did I come to trust you so? How do I know you will stay and not run from my life? Some call it intuition, some call it fate, all I know is the steady beating of my heart, telling my mind, you will stay for reasons of you own, no matter what the world thinks and one reason, the most important reason, you are my best friend. |
| Dreams of Life, Dreams of You I dream and in my dreams, I see you, standing there. No words spoken, yet volumes are said, my heart and life belong to you and I fear nothing, as you hold me in your arms. An unexplainable relationship -- to some. To us, it is natural, the depth of our feelings and our lives, are not known to the naked eye or mere acquantances. How strange we must seem, to those who do not know us well. Yet, in my dreams, it does not matter because it is only us and no one is looking on or judging. |
| Mind Of You Your in my waking mind, your in my dream-filled world, even when my mind is fixated, on other tasks dealt me, you are there, hovering on the verge ofmy thoughts. Out of sight and out of mind, do not apply, not now, never to you. I try to forget -- well not forget, not dwell on -- you and the hole in my sould, filled only by you. I know you are only a few thousand miles away and will be back soon, five days or four, depending on the continent. Somehow, sometimes, I almost forget that you are so far away and then, the inevitable happens and I am reminded of you and go to pieces, releasing tears once again. But, soon, in a short while, my tears will stop and I will dream you are home, as I do most nights and for once, it will not be a dream and you will be here, in reality and not just in a dream. |
| All poems Copyright 2000 |
| Bridging the Gap You are so far away and yet you're so near. My days hover in the dark void, between real and imaginary, without you here. Lately, your voice crosses the bridge and uplifts my soul, showing me the light. The light of your love shines through the void of darkness and shows me the way. I can live for days on your words, beautiful, insane, poetic and loving. They cryout to me, vocally and spiritually. Each hour, each day, you get nearer to me and your homecoming. Soon I will see you in the dawn, in the light of the sun, no longer foreign and yet not so domestic, the light of your home. |
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