Like an Oceans Tide |
Like the wind blowing through my hair on a strandInvisably moving me, lifting me, freeing meLike an orchestra slowly reaching its crescendo note by noteSilencing everything without a wordLike an extra... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 19:50:00 GMT |
My Heart Weeps |
It hurts thats its circumstance that seperates us,For I know what my heart wants,To have you with me is my one desire,That will ultimately be my one regret.Do I wish we never met?That I never set eyes... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:15:00 GMT |
To the one I look up to... |
One of my first memories is of you dad,Pressing what I called the black and whites-The keys on your piano.You never needed staves or notes,You played as you heard,Which still amazes me and makes me so... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:14:00 GMT |
Margaret |
I surround myself with inspiring people,But as I sit with my pen,I struggle with what to write.I keep my emotions right at the surface,It helps me feel for others, It helps me write,It's my creation.I... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:12:00 GMT |
Tears |
Loneliness is not a crowded room,It's when you lie in bed at night,And the cold sheets remind you,Of all of your most loved,Spending their time with peopleMore loved by them, than you.Its the kind of ... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:10:00 GMT |
My Laughter |
I wanted to write words for you,But i'm strugglingStruggling in a good wayI dont think words can define you,Or me, Or us.I thanked God for you last night,He knows i dont pray muchSo he probably ignore... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:09:00 GMT |
Thought |
Holding the pen above the paper,Hoping the ink would flow,Creating beautiful words,To express the feeling.Letting the tip touch the white page,Wondering what the first word would be,Anticipating the e... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:06:00 GMT |
Happy in my Solitude |
I draw back the curtains,To watch another sunrise,Through teary eyes,And a misty window.In the dead silence,Between the incessant chirping of swallows,I hear my heart beating,And the soft wave as anot... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:05:00 GMT |
Youre my Middle C |
We used to sit at this piano,Side by side,My stomach turning, nervous,Eager to learn.Watching your strong freckled fingers,Delicately touch the black and white keys,You eyes would close,Letting yourse... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:04:00 GMT |
Piano amid the Waves |
The most beautiful sunsets are made by cloudy skies,The worlds most beautiful moment happens every day,We don't take the time to notice.We move along on our own journeys,They take us where we dream,I ... Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 17:01:00 GMT |