who died in childbirth complications - a very strange way to die in 1986 in the US.
(Kit died the Sunday before Thanksgiving in 1986)
I saw a woman today who looked just like you:
Her hair was the same color and she wore it like you used to.
I watched her eating lunch and...
Colder air is on its way.
The arrival of winter snowstorms,
Gets closer every day.
The warmth of family kitchens,
The smells of pies and bread,
Helps to temper the transition,
And lessen winter dread.
The darkness outside the window,
Is broken by the glow.
She lies easy in my arms
This dimly moonlit night
Her body supple to my charms
She moans with such delight
I brush her hair back, find her neck
And kiss her softly there
My lips they trace her gentle curves
They make her arch and swear
While fingers brush and pinch and...
I'm sick, and it's a pretty little illness
A prefrontal bacteria that eats away my willingness
To live within the social parenthesis
I'm twisted, sick from this political annilingus.
The jacket that I'm wearing will define my disorder
I'm due to see a professional Visceral...
I knew better
I put myself in this position
Just when I think I'm winning
I start losing
This game called love
It's so confusing
A vicious cycle with no conscience
No remorse, I made my choice
I sacrificed my heart
Was torn apart by feelings I let loose
It's a noose...
needs to know why
The other part doesn't care
I always tried to be fair
I truly cared about you
Thought what we had was true
It's time to say goodbye
Wish you would just say why
Is it something I did or said
Maybe your messing with my head
I hate you not talking to me
Estranged to our own life set into the motion
Constantly trying to make them see
The perception of us they have ain't really
Growing up too fast in a world so cold
Forgotten by those who weren't supposed
Deception we could see in there eyes
Sometimes even pure despise...
i know i might just light this joint just for the touch , just for the rush
you dont even know the half of it , mad ruckess
tangled brain , im feeling like a hand puppet
cause she dont know im alone , im on my own
comatose , im feeling sick but im still posted up at...
I stand upon the epicenter of the world
I am at ultimate peace and harmony with myself
I stand where my body and spirit
Are at one with the universe and the cosmos
I gaze upwards to see a celestial
Divine of ambiance within the clouds
The clouds unveil...
The feelings we share I ride like a wave,
The ups the downs the direction they make,
On a magic carpet that we made,
From threads of ourselves,and the pattern we laid
the vessel counts as much as the map,
The carriage awaits for us to step up,
I admit Its scary as it might...
was written "for" my mother:
Fiery words shot across the room -
Bullets to the heart, bombs to the soul.
As the shrapnel settles and the dust clears,
there is a deadly silence.
We see the victim reappear - cautiosly,
from the ruins of her former self.
No human, no sensitive...
If only they spoke ...
.. Those walls .. If only they spoke ...
To tell about that hidden truth and what really goes around ..
To tell about those secretive screams that never made a sound ..
To tell about those real smiles that yet haven't been found ..
To tell how those lies...
will have crushed
When you shut the door
Each year that goes by
One less tear ....
will shed from my eye
This cold truth
Stands this chance for reason
As love changes
Like autumns fall
Bleeding leaves to these seasons
The anger may hurt
Yet time comes and goes
Like long ago...
pale tinges of mystery
dim gold and blue
mingle in cold desire.
Dreams so far away
burning secrets kept by twilight
hollow in their promises,
What is to come
in this translucent reality
between real and unreal
inside this singularity of fate...
She cries each night,Never does she show her pain,Always hiding her face,How long can she stay strong?How many more days must she play along,Raw emotion in her eyes,Fear crawling up her spine as she wipes the tears,Looking down at her scars,Looking at her reflection as she hides...
that I am afraid of, feeding into me; slipping each vessel into a tight vein. the look you give, as if you are happy with my smiling; seeking me deeper into your sickly sweet horror. many days will go with no drowned out sound. then you are there, hovering over a innocent mold...
roots probed and dredged
the sodden clay of his youth
with such heavy hands, they formed a mould
from which a man inside was cast...
and, in that fierce furnace, all green was scorched
from his melting red brick eyes
and, as his mould was crudely cracked
he fell silent and...
I cannot load my music play list
Someone left me a rude comment online
I have three loads of laundry waiting that I should have done last night
No one at work today was carrying their weight
My rent check is going to be late
The fax I sent came out blank now my...
On the platform I watched with fascination the lovers at the station
Lost in tender admiration
I had to turn my gaze away.
For the first time in a long time I missed your smile today.
Living life at a pace, agents to please, speeches to make and deadlines to keep.
The only time...
Sometimes occasions come our way,
Inspiring memories good and bad.
The occasion that is now close at hand,
Brings me memories of my dad.
The things he taught me have stayed in place,
And have become a map for me to tread.
As he told me about the things in...
Do not be afraid of life,the pain,the peril and the strife.Do not shrink with fear and dread from the things that lie ahead.
Do not be afraid to try-for no goal can be too high.You may fail but don't complain,you can always try again.
Do not be afraid to speak,to adventure and to...
I planted this seed...
watered it with my blood...
tried my best to shine...
my inner light upon it...
so it might prosper...
but as it broke through the soil...
I knew it was fragile...
maybe I sheltered it too much...
perhaps I didn't give it...
as much as I...
the door swings its motions
the air rushes through
the cycle it seems
But where is
what makes it new?
the people walk past
Below me the ground,
Above me the clouds
and asking, Why are we here?the vessel fills.the overflow so long-awaited,so striven for;the gentle overflow is so soothing,such relief compared to theempty, negative, lonely longing.the cascade finally brought to life,the ripple set free to skip lightlyand gleefully over the...
out against the water
The bottom of your coffin
Leads me to this place
Lovers have no devilish device
Just fools that take heart's only ache
Constrained within emotion
Sanity's heart disguised
So it is that I bury my mourning
Pushed down to the dead of sea
Down down to the...
As a veil in your thoughts and dreams
Image of my red lips and red hair
Is what you remember
But no life is behind those thin eyes
While the real ones gleamed that colour
Like the rest of me
Shards tearing us apart
Or perhaps we were always torn...
Broken pieces, shattered all around
We heard the sound, when it all hit the ground
Torn pages, in the book of my life
In the pain and strife, seems like a losing fight
Empty spaces, covered in clutter
My heart skips paces, and my words come in stutters
I see the places, where the...
My heart is as deep as the Hudson River. Its fresh with unpredictable currents. Once a murky barren zone is now the object of a mid summers swim.
My mind is a twisted Christmas peppermint stick. Its stale and forgotten in your grandmothers garage, along with...
(Barvo's note - I don't actually write poems. I have no urge and don't read it for pleasure. I wound up in a writing class taught by a poet, so had to write several poems. When I can't do something well, I hide behind humour. Behold the result!)
Ode to a Lost Sock
So alive amid dying light,
Embraced by the night,
Illuminate with unseen bliss.
The earth is your canvas.
Scary, yet I’ve no fear.
From afar I see slow dancing:
On haunted soil, frolicking
In ragged dress with messy hair,
Awkward steps oh, so dear.
Remove your cozy boots...
In the gloam
deep in the forest
where the faeries sleep
There is one who knows
She knows the full measure
of you; the flame your smile kindles
The ache your brown eyes afford with every stroke
And the wake you leave in your leaving.
In the gloam
deep in the forest
Lonely day today,
not even an email,
let alone a phone call (ah, bliss!)
or seeing you (even better!)
And my heart wants to contact you...oh so bad.
But I know you're busy.
I try to be mindful of that,
even as my heart and soul cry out for you...
In nighttime's sleepless hours my reverie of you takes hold
I place a kiss so gentle as not to stir a sleeping baby on the face that fills my waking hours and haunts my dreams
You alone are my Northern lights, evoking a rainbow of cascading colours, Plumes of light that fill the...
They disappear in the fog of disagreement.
I am tired of trying
There are no points to be made
No arguments to win.
The only thing left to do
Is pick a direction and drive
And disappear like the words
path I take
Goes with me too
I can work alone
And think it is fun
To start a task
And see it done
I can sleep alone
For once I'm there
My dreams will take
I can stand alone
And face the fight
I will not run
If I know I'm right
But love alone
I can not do
But i cant bring the courage to speak
No matter how hard i try
My voice becomes so weak
So i found a better way
Got out me pen to write
I wrote about the good things
I wrote about how you changed my life
First line was how you smiled
How it could shine so bright
Waking up in the morning,
another day dawns,
I rush to my computer,
I flip the cold box on.
As it's familiar sounds start,
Time to pour a cup,
I rush back to sign on,
To see if he's already up.
The "Sign In" is complete,
Today begins anew,
I gesture "Good Morning...