Friends are;
unique creatures,
who give advice-
like pouring water
from a glass,
and we sit-
listening,
wishing that-
their turths
would quit
the painful-
realities that
hearts feel,
sometimes
even in the guts,
raising self
doubts,
about the beauty
of unquestioned
love....
Advise is
an opinion,
of anothers
point of view,
exposing,
what they have
done
in past performances,
and expect
you to do the same-
for this I know,
advise to anothers
heart
is,
a rotten shame.

Keep it up girl,,, there is truth and humor in everything, most
generally speaking. This was right on the money.

You know my heart,
yet you remain silent-
lost to the
forever dreams,
of a hurtful past;
damn
the tears you bring-
eyes red,
confuseing issues-
while I wait,
to hold
my own dreams-
indecission,
grips and chokes
my heart,
torn between
you,
and the sanity-
in peace
that is never there,
lost again,
to him's,
that theif from times
forgotten;
And I wait
with hope-
that someday,
you will wake,
to find this heart-
has not left
but choose to be
the stead fast rock,
of what you
truely seek.

The snow has come
and gone-
as has the clouds,
the frost
hangs in the tree,
lays on windshields-
and conveys
the cold to the world.
The fire burns,
its yellow-
red as well,
soothes the mind-
mesmerizing us
deeply into a zone,
of comforts
for the long winter's
night to come.
Sip coco,
wraped in dreams-
thoughts and wishes,
and all to soon-
reality breaks this
moment of magical
disconcern:
OH GOD,
the cookies burned.

Half inch
of new snow,
covers the world-
at least,
the little I see.
It's quiet,
peaceful
and serene-
yet there is
turmoil inside,
what avenue to take;
what words to speak,
a mystery-
within my mind
and heart.
Silience,
is a killer
of thr soul-
uncertanity,
a plague to the mind.
That I seek
so much from you, (?)
questions unanswered-
not about you
but me-
that drive the loneliness,
deeper to a bone crushing
reality,
tis to be loved
like no other,
a knowledge
I do not know.

The cold,
grey light of dawn-
seeps through the
frosted panes of glass,
dreams long gone,
reality screams
because your not
here-
As always-
coffee,
thoughts,
meals,
movies,
mean nothing-
and everythings
Alone;
Reality checks
don't help,
this alone
man,
mind,
heart,
So where are you?

I have chased,
those dreams-
and followed to
the raibows end;
a migrating search
for the ultimate,
that all illusive
knowledge and promise,
from ages past-
til now
no wisdon did I have.
By grace,
not planed but happened-
you come into this life,
refreshing as the soft
and gentle breeze,
nourshing this mind
to see in truth,
that I knew not- the totalities and
yes the possibilities,
of all that lay ahead.
Born in the cold
of ignorance-
there is this light
that shines so bright,
to mely away the false-
and places hope
where none exsisted,
a teacher for this life
concealed in womanhood,
a learning careing journey-
that stops the old insanity
and thus creates
a friend.

trying for the first time and not really sure about this different
stuff.