Lover’s Lament
I need you to settle in next to me Hold my hand Put your head on my chest […]
Tom
The Leaf (Poem)
But now you’re letting go
In your release I cry shades of red
Of yellow and hues somewhere in between.
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October 16, 2012 #1
I don’t need you to fix me, I simply need you there belaying the rope so that as I climb this mountain I can count on you to break my fall should I slip. I would do the same for you. You are free to choose your path, choose your footholds and handholds, and I will be there to break your fall should you slip. You will not hit the ground when I’m there .
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A Snapshot of Eternity
I sat there, under the glowing street light waiting. A few flying insects buzzed past me as I sat, reminding me that I was there and time was not truly standing as still as […]
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I’ll Stand By You
So the song goes. A beautiful expression of true love, a woman vowing her allegiance to her man. Equally beautiful is the man seems to have suggested a need for such help, for such devotion. His Angel has responded, and now he can heal without fear that she is abandoning him or judging him as so many others have throughout his life.
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So the Dream Goes (Where you find Hope)
Yes, as I type that the release is tremendous. Tears flow like a waterfall. Cries come from somewhere within me. I realize I hurt there more than anywhere.
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Agony 10-11-12
I feel it… Right now In my chest In my eyes As the tears begin to spill again. Brave face… Lost soul Feeling lost Alone and rejected As my feet are kicked […]
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In A Moment of Complete Despair
No, those eyes will not grace yours again. Those hands will not grasp for you, wanting and needing you ever again. Those lips will not breathe life into your soul. She has made her choice and you now must make yours.
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State of Confusion
From the tired mind: I know I am not worth it You have better things to do Better people to struggle with Or to […]
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Through the Veiled Glass Door
Φ Through the Veiled Glass Door I see her… As a painting of the Divine She speaks to me through time and […]
