December 29, 2012

 

 

Forlorn and freezing their hoofs off,

the sheep remain outside in bleak,

treacherous weather.

With no choice of shelter or comfort,

the poor darlings stand there chewing

the snow covered heather.

 

 

 

 

 

No means no, not yes or maybe.

No, asks no challenges to be heard.

No, means more than, not at that moment.

No, begs the final word.

 

 

 

 

 

She heard his voice,

and knew within seconds,

they would be face to face.

 

She looked into his eyes, and

watched time melt away, as

she relived her fall from grace.

 

 

 

 

One of them loved the other one more.

The other hung in there, knowing the score.

 

 

 

 

Sometimes, by chance or design,

she found herself in his home town.

Treading the pavements she imagined

he still trod, she saw his face in each

passer by, his smiling eyes, his wistful sigh,

his reluctant acceptance of their goodbye.

 

‘What was, what if, what could have been’,

thoughts jumbled into one. Time had not

diminished her longings, nor ever her sadness

gone, but on days like these she found solace,

though sadly, closure, never.

She went to her grave still loving him,

her one true love, forever.

 

 

 

December 28, 2012

 

 

From tiny acorns, oak trees come to be.

A glimmer in the heart, no eye can ever see.

A love that simmers on low heat consistently,

is worth the wait of all eternity.

 

 

 

 

 

Although he raved

and misbehaved,

when he was drowning,

his life she saved.

 

 

 

 

So much bottle,

so much front,

so much self bravado.

 

So much hard centre,

so much thick skin,

so like an avocado.

 

 

 

 

 

Today is the yesterday, when you

promised yourself the moon.

Tomorrow won’t be any different,

unless you get off your backside soon.

 

 

 

 

 

To stand in the space where she stood,

when you looked into her eyes and were

misunderstood, and wondered if you

shouldn’t or should, is the agony you still

put yourself through, for the rose never

blossomed and remained a bud.

And to yearn for her after so long,

cannot do the heart any good.

 

 

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