Stockade


Waiting with eager anticipation
I listen for his footfalls
Closer they come with my trepidation
Drawn by my impatient calls

Blinded by my secluded need
I strive for my release
Only to be reigned instead of freed
Making me beg with a fervent please

Gagged for my costly whim
It's my desires that he stole
Binding pulling at every limb
I struggle to find some control

Heightened awareness and sensations soar
I quiver at a single thought
Fear and faith intertwine once more
As I completely give in to being caught

words of circles


words of circles
he doth speak
around and around
as he peeks
my curiosity
he doth catch
with his coyness
i can only match
never outwit
he doth appear
in my dreams
thoughts do sear
toy with me
he doth portray
and there within
my tumult lay

This is really awesome. I swear the words here are the feelings in my heart. You put this together amazingly!!!

The Oak


Swaying in the wind
I stand alone
Mighty
Fierce
And bold

You cannot find another
As beautiful as I

Twisted curves
Sturdy armor
With a misted grace
I’m sure a charmer

Watching the years come around
With their impact so profound
I’m delighted by the summer breeze
I’m aggravated by the fall of leaves
Yet my roots bind me to the ground
At this home that I’ve found
And even though I’m sadden by the blizzard’s grace
I perk right up with the spring’s retrace

Fruitful pride
Powerful meaning
With a soft air
I can be deceiving

You cannot find another
As beautiful as I

Swaying in the wind
I stand true
Faithful
Committed
And in tune

let me be


belligerent is the darkness of he
dismissing my brittle heart
stomping every piece of me
tearing my whole world apart
aching is all the pain i see
burden dodged on a broken dart
i just want to be let be
forever since that first moment start

Bad Luck Kitty


I vacuum my carpet every day
Yet my kitty always wants to play
So I chase her with my Kirby bag-less
And catch her tail to hear her hiss.
When the tail gets all tangled and twisted
I hit the reverse and laugh till I’m misted
She runs outside and tries to hide
But all I hear are her fevering cries
Low and behold the Craftsman is coming
Bearing down with its loud humming
Poor kitty got squished under the deck
Chopped up fine and spit out in flecks
Now bad luck kitty comes back to haunt me
Anytime I go on a cleaning spree

My mother, my friend, my beacon


my ship sailed free
drifting far and wide
following the current
going with the tide
selfishly listening only to me

mislaid in the seas
i was wayward bound
looking for my path
hoping it be found
eager to choose which to seize

my beacon shone bright
bringing me home
safely guiding
my wondering soul
through the dead night

she stood tall
and she stood proud
always available
this she had vowed
ready for my inevitable fall

now the light’s waned
the lighthouse stands vacant
i’m lost once more
my cries turn blatant
my cheeks grow stained

my solitude weakens
slowly i mend
my mother
my friend
my beacon

The Destroyer Am I


His eyes died that fateful night
Saw right through my wilted fright
Saw right through my empty soul
Saw the dark eating me whole

Disappointment crossed his angry face
His wrath I finally can’t misplace
Tortured by my wrong decisions
A lonely existence in his derision

Why do I feel the need to destruct?
How could I let myself obstruct?

His own happiness and dreams
They lay at the periphery seams
And I swoop in with all my schemes
To destroy the smiles as they gleam

Why do I feel the need to destruct?
How could I let myself obstruct?

the ride


movements fluid
balance measured
the bull bucks heavy

thighs tighten
adrenaline rushes
the bull bucks heavy

desire strengthens
spirits soar
the bull bucks heavy

body flying
emotions jumble
the bull bucks heavy

the earth comes unyielding
as the bull bucks heavy

Awesome loved them all but this one I know to well:


I raised my two kids for 16 years my choice to live alone during that time even tho I dated no one ever lived with me for I felt they came first. Now they are grown and even tho I know due to my choices it most likely cost me a love or two. But as I sit here today and look back I would do it all over again. My two kids are grown 23 & 25 and well adjusted we are very close. So in the end it was worth the time alone. Now its my time I feel as if I can move on and really put the time with another.

thank you.

I'm glad things worked out for you. Hard sometimes to know if you're making the right choices or not. And thank you for posting.

Thank you again.

This is really funny!
You have serious talent here! I have really enjoyed reading your words!

XOXOXO
~J~

Oh jb
A nice collection of words
And even a couple I have missed
It has been such a treat sharing thoughts with you; I think we have both come a long way. Yet still so far to travel…

Here is to the continued growth and understanding….

Thank you kc

The Soldier


Hardwired in time
The clock spins still
From news abroad
Filtered through the mill

They say God is thy Sheppard
And if it is true
I’ll pray to him nightly
To make a leader out of you

So you can guide the tormented
To their fated serene
And I can once again find you
After my heart forever bleeds

Embarrassments


Forgotten unconscious thoughts
Buried broken in my mind
Perched into the misplaced heart
Of sadly sweet unbending time
Colored with callous memories
And tempered by dark tears
The numbness sets in steady
Severing my rigid layered fears
But as the fragments set to thaw
Tempered with abounding light
Their inevitable hard resilience
Stoles through the misguided night
Finding my ravaged thoughts once more
Uninvited with their evil guilt
I look to destroy its mockery and laughter
Where deeply it has settled and built

keep it up jb
touching and insightful

i liked them both

Ahem, pardom me, but may I say I have read your amazing collections of heart felt poems and most have inspired me in great delight to see all your beautiful words flowing right from your spirit to the page, thank you so much for sharing all of these...