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The depth of love; part 3
Splatter art? I read an article about a man who used boxing gloves covered in paint to hit canvas. What an amazing idea. As I’m doing a little research about the right way to throw paint? Is there a right way to throw paint? Water (squirt) guns, balloons, hand fulls of paint. I’ve even usedContinue reading “The depth of love; part 3”
An empty love tank
I have discovered, I’m running on fumes. An empty love tank? It’s not all about gloom and dooms. So with myself, I need to be frank. ~ What would fill my empty tank? What traits do I seek from a romance? There are things I’ve learnt from past relationships I can take to the bank.Continue reading “An empty love tank”
Burn
Burn I’ve had to drink nasty stuff because of you. Burn I’ve been strapped to a table and spun around because of you. Burn Thought I was having a heart attack 3 times in my life because of you. Burn Over the course of my life, I’ve had 2 stress tests because of you. BurnContinue reading “Burn”
A spot
There is a spot on my heart. Not a hole. Not a blemish. Just a spot. ~ A dark spot. Dull. Black. Just there. ~ It exists to remind me of something. A failure. A missed opportunity. A something. ~ Something I can’t remember? Something I don’t want to remember? Something I choose not toContinue reading “A spot”
Broken Hearted 72
Ever had a broken heart? Brute force ripped my heart out , clogged danced on it in the mud, then returned it. Newly baptized. Zeal for God on fire. I weaponized the Bible. Saturating it with blood and sweat. My feeble arms ached. SHOW no mercy! As my Christianity has matured, it was NOT RIGHTContinue reading “Broken Hearted 72”
Cry
I want to cry. I don’t know why. Shall this bleeding- heart ever die? True blood my heart, does not bleed. But something I can’t explain, does flow from within. this breast of mine. I can’t place it. Or put a name to it. However, it is there. But I can’t explain. April 4, 1994Continue reading “Cry”
Stone So Cold
Blood of ice. Heart of stone. No tool sharp enough, to crack the rough, jagged wall around your soul. No smile can penetrate your fire. There is no emotion from your face. The gentle flutter of a silk blouse. The flow of soft wavy hair. Does the chase even spark an interest? No! For youContinue reading “Stone So Cold”
Unaccustomed
Unaccustomed to loves whisper Naked memories of silence This woman’s heart was lost Found by a lovers desire Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s. Not a published book.
Desperation
Seething desperation Endless pain Empty Like my heart Hollow Like my soul A stone falling Into a bottomless well Screams never heard Crying never comforted Love never received Free falling through life Meaningless Pointless Empty Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s. Not a published book.
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