never really gone

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START
ITS HARD TO WRITE WITH A BROKEN HEART
SO MUCH MORE I WANTED TO SAY
BUT OUR TIME WAS SHORT
AND YOU WENT AWAY
AND A PART OF ME DIED WITH YOU
AND I CANNOT GET THAT BACK
BUT YOU STILL LIVE ON IN MY HEART
SO THERE IS NO LOOKING BACK
AS LONG AS I HAVE YOUR MEMORY
AS LONG AS I CAN SEE YOUR SMILE
I CAN FIND THE STRENGTH TO CARRY ON
AND WALK ANOTHER MILE   
I CANNOT SAY GOOD BYE TO YOU
AS YOU ARE STILL WITH ME
AND AS LONG AS MY HEART KEEPS BEATING
YOU ARE NEVER REALLY GONE. 

https://rachelmaynichols.blogspot.com/2017/07/never-really-gone.html

days that end in why

I only think of you
on days that end in y
sometimes i have to stop
and wipe the tears from my eyes
you were my little girl
no one can replace
i like to think that we
will meet again some day
your smile lit up the room
youre always in my heart
and as long as i have your memory
we are never far apart          

8.15.17

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Eternity of Joy and Sorrow

Eternity of Joy and Sorrow
The joyous snow, the grieving sea
Are all a part
Of your love to me…
The light skies, the dark trees
Are all signs
Of our eternal bond, you see…
And when you’re cold,
I’ll melt the snow
To make you warm
Right up to me…
And when you laugh,
I’ll turn the seas
So you can sail
Away with me…
And when you fade,
I’ll light the skies
As you disappear
Right into me…
And though the light skies, the faint breeze
All play tricks on my mind, you see
The way you smile
Will always shoot
Both joy and sorrow straight through me…

Why the Angels Cry

Why the Angels Cry

The angels cry in solemn skies, while I pray our love never dies.
The Fates weave the fabric of our lives…
And all too sudden turn the tides.
While rain falls like teardrops from the sky,
Our cruel fortunes forever intertwined,
Reverberate throughout in time-
Which once had stopped for you and I-
Now keeps ticking aimlessly as it reminds
That we are doomed and destined till the end of time
To be apart, not side by side…
As misfortune drives
The heart grows weary, cold and wild…
And from above they hear our muffled cries
They see a life full of wonder and surprise,
But heavy fall in it’s demise…
And this is why the angels cry.

Till the End of Time

Till the End of time
The tide will turn,
The sea will rise,
And I will drown
In your sorrowful eyes…
The snow will melt,
The leaves will fall,
And I will fade into you
As the sirens call…
The storm will peak,
And time will stand,
To wait for us
Or slip through the sand…
The tempest will cease,
As the clock’s hand looks for a sign
That we’ll never part,
Till the end of time…
dicey
  • duxrow

A Question of Time

Question of Time, Ecc3
The question that is asked the most: we hear it every day,
"What time is it?", they want to know, and then they go away.
It's time for bed or time for work or time to feed the fishes,
It's time to take your medicine, or wash and dry the dishes.

Time in seconds, time in hours, so many freckles past a hair,
Depending on the Zone, or whether Daylight Saving's there.
Time is measured many ways, from minutes to the months,
Time is what keeps everything from happening at once!

A time to live, a time to die, a time for having fun,
Clocks and calendars alike, all scheduled by the sun.
Intervals that can't be hurried, will not be denied,
A season that we know is coming, as surely as the tide.

If there ever comes a time when time will be no more,
I wonder how we'll know to quit, or when it was before.
Do we hurry? Do we loaf? It depends upon the time...
Had we started earlier, we'd be finished with this rhyme.

Medusa






I too, am subject to her fantasies
Flinging things around,
Leaving in their wake impediments of gloom.

I too, am subject to her frowns
And paralyzing tides
Clattering chaotic in their underwater shelves.

I too am subject to her whims -- those rancid
Thoughts that unify her dreams,
Those siren swells

And scenes of rabid light
The gray goddess weaves
And furiously imparts into her mind!
sailor
  • duxrow

Letting Go

Living life to the full on the slippery bank,
Excitement and danger like a tiger in the tank!
The adrenalin full flowing, the wind in your face,
Try anything once, and don't let up the pace..
On a gut wrenching high, always out on the town,
But knowing for sure what goes up must come down.

When your candle of yearning is lit at both ends
and you earnestly struggle at making amends..
To regain control of your life and your fate
To vomit forever what looked good on the plate.
You find out the monkey for sure isn't frail,
And the part of the tiger you have is the tail!