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These are in no particular order...the first is in memory of Maurice Gibb, of the Bee Gees, who passed away in January 2003. I hold him forever responsible for leading me to the love of my life. My only regret is that I never got to thank him for it. :goodjob:
For Mo Always larger than life; Yet somehow smaller. The tiny firefly And the sizzling lightning bolt, All rolled into one. Your zest for life Unparalleled. Irresistable. Irrepressable. Irreplaceable. Bursting with energy, You stole my heart. Now the spark has gone; No more thousand watt smiles. No longer tied To a body of pain, You are free to soar. Through my sorrow I see The light surrounding me. You are larger than life Once more. © MEM 19/1/03 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Happy Birthday Amy The cold December light Creeps through the curtains. I open my eyes; It's been snowing. I smile at Thoughts of angels Made in the crisp white blanket Side by side. I turn my head; You are still sleeping, Your skin warm against mine. Our bodies entwined, I can't tell where you begin And I end. My fingers feather Lightly down your cheek. You murmur, Slowly opening those baby blues Leaning forward I gently kiss your soft lips, Feeling them curve into a smile As I whisper, "Happy Birthday sweetheart." © MEM 1/12/02 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Phoenix I thought that love conquered all, But you twisted what was true; It was not love, And I don't mourn its absence. I thought you were mine, But I was just a shell That you used for your pleasure. And when your pleasure was pain, My soul was shattered. But now you are gone The fear holds me no more. Once, a raised hand would stop my heart; But now I stand tall. I think of you now And the hate is gone. Once my constant companion It no longer sears my thoughts. I don't blame myself, For it was not my fault That you could not control your rage. It was not my fault That you were less of a man. I forgive myself for loving you; I forgive, and it heals me. Once consumed by the flames, My soul rises from the ashes; Whole once more, It soars... © MEM 20/4/2002 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well, a couple I was thinking of posting, I don't seem to have on disk...maybe when I can dig out my notebook, I'll post some more... Be kind lol. ops:
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I enjoyed these very much. I also am a BeeGees fan.
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Nice, Bastet. you are a lot more forthright than I in your writing. you need a book on mythology to cut through my BS, but you just say things more outright. I always like seeing things handled differently than I do them. I, however, cannot write like that. I just sound utterly melodramatic. it's wretched when I do it, really.
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Thanks guys...it's nice to know you don't think I sound melodramatic lol. I do wonder sometimes...since poetry for me is a way to express emotions I can't otherwise get out. A form of therapy, if you will. Which is why I don't generally feel comfortable showing people lol. :goodjob:
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