the secret spaces of her heart


there are parts of herself

she keeps bottled up within

hidden on an internal shelf

best to keep these hidden

fears and insecurities

that are to raw to share

acknowledging her vulnerabilities

is something she can not dare

her own private little insanities

that are hard enough to bare

within the secret spaces of her heart

how sad but one many can relate to, love the honesty of the piece, the visuals it ispires, many of us have felt this

oh the longing is so tender here

At times we grow weary
Of this search for love
Those of us who have known it
Those of us who have lost it
May grow even a bit teary
But what is life without love
So we continue to seek it
Praying we find it
Some seek with a fury
Crying out to heaven above
Some may try to force it
Others may try to steal it
But to some it may be a duty
So many do not comprehend love
Like a puzzle piece it cannot be forced to fit
It cannot be earned with humor or wit
Some may never experience it
For true love is a rarity
A gift from above
So we continue to seek it
For we truly crave it
A few may actually find it

Boston dances across my memory

A time when life had fewer angles

White clouds float through my mind

To censor these thoughts seems impossible

They gnaw at me like a terrier with a bone

Eskimo kisses are remembered

When I should be listening to a boring speaker

Case notes should be jotted to trigger memory

But my thoughts are lost in a romantic tangle

You are a light to this weary mind

Though the chance of seeing you again impossible

Tonight I will again be alone

Our life has been permanently dismembered

But for the moment my heart feels weaker

These memories are so sensory

Like a horse I would wrangle

Overwhelmed by a heart that is blind

I can not make my thoughts be sensible

My spirit so hates that you are gone

And Boston dances across my memory

if this would format correctly it shapes a heart sorry can not do it here hugs all of you

No present is essential

No card no gifts
Not chocolate not roses
No present is essential
Just your warm loving arms
To make my heart skip
A few quick beats
Your tender love
Is everything
I need

I have epilepsy and it does make the search more difficult as I can not drive and I will not go out with someone without them knowing. I reveal it very early even in email or spoken talks because I do not want to like soemone and have them back off later though even then that stil happens. My prayers are with you and I pray we both meet our partners in life.

have been there hugs

Falling to my knees
I beg for clarity
My heart cries
At the darkness
Tears overflowing
I send up pleas
For my sanity
My feeble tries
Of emotional distress
So very wearing
Feeling like flotsam on the seas
Tossed about angrily
My fury flies
Feeling I digress
I send missives flying
Seeking some ease
To help me overcome the pity
To find bluer skies
To acknowledge what I have to bless
I force myself to thanking
To quit thinking of me
After a time I find some solace
In his ultimate grace

which is why we keep trying to meet people on here but many of us are in the same boat

oh the whistfulness the hope love it

Two lost souls treading in a sea of indifference
Collide amidst their shipwrecked lives
Wade in … until awakened by tender healings of repentance
Allows them to consider new lives
To shed the bindings of past dependence
Allowing them to jumpstart their lives
Feelings of amour soaring amid the silvery clouds high in the sky
Where thoughts and hopes and love abounds
Reawakened from within their desire to try
Freed from the chains of despair to hear new sounds
As they soar to new heights like hawks they fly
Gazing in wonder at the beauties they have found\
Two lost souls becoming lovers found
Together they sing a new song
Having found love after so long
They know this is where they belong

beautiful as always

are we not all still looking but I can dream

Walk with me in this amber sunset

Talk with me amidst the breeze

Feel the water on our feet

This is as wonderful as life can get

These cherished moments of ease

For a few moments problems we will cheat

Grab this beauty for a minute

Act as if it will never cease

It is a lovely precious treat

Occasionally
Actually quite rarely
Things fall into place
All the pieces mesh
Like exquisite lace
Even the air seems fresh
You want to freeze time here
To stay in this wonderful moment
But would it be so very dear
If they were not so rare a moment
So when they happen
We hold them close to our heart
Thanking the heavens for them
Clinging to the memory from the start

they are just being cats but they also chose who they like and are not ones to be ashamed of what they are they remember humans used to consider them as Gods and remind us of it daily

My jaded heart

Still hopes for a new start

Just it does not fall

Like a star anymore

It takes a bit more than a call

For me to open my door

Sweet nothings whispered

Are just pleasantries

My heads no longer turned

With such entreaties

I must see a bit more of your spirit

I must see how deep is your soul

No longer charmed by quick wit

I no longer fall so quickly down that hole

But compassion and intelligence

Are now the keys to this heart

Kindness and good sense

Are a good way to start

More likely to gain entrance

To my jaded heart

It shines in the eyes of the children

It glows with every kind deed

It exudes love

Christmas Spirit

Some try to scoff at it

Others demean the existence

There are those who attempt to squelch it

Every year someone says it is gone

But it withstands all attacks

Reuniting each year

Many try to capture it

But it can not be contained

Though it can be shared by word or song

Were that all could experience this wonder

Were that all would capture this light

Would not the world be more bright