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Poetry, 2010
BUBBLES
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Tiny bubbles cling together
Floating in a pool of amber
Surrounded by a wall of green
Popping tiny breaths unseen
I sit here up against my mum
Playing Scrabble as you curl
Blissful in my solitude
But not without my gratitude
For when you're gone
Our love goes on
Inside a happy dancing heart
We are never quite apart
I watch TV on the internet
Never trying to forget
The happy looks that you provide
Without you, we'd not survive
The door swings wide
You walk inside
I drink the bubbles in my cup
I'll see you when I wake up
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INTERNMENT
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I'm well aware of strengths I have
And quite aware of weaknesses
I know this love I have inside
Too well I know of speechlessness
My fingers, then, are like an army
Marching in a symphony
Pouring out the things I can't
Express without their tympany
For in my throat, a struggling bird
Long imprisoned in its stir
Riding out the storm and waiting
For its freedom to occur
What if, perchance, it waits for naught?
What if it is forever caught?
Never once to truly sing?
Never once to say a thing?
This is my weakness, my desire
I cannot sing, yet still aspire
To feel the easing of release
Permit expression, inner peace
So joyful would her singing be
If only once outside this cage
Her voice could open and be free
Instead she's caught within her rage
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THE CURRENT
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Currently
Richard Marx plays on my mac
Lisa's scarfing medicine
You're upstairs reading
My everything
Yesterday
So full of emotion, I
Suppressed the overwhelming feelings
Went out to see a friend
Lest I send me reeling
Today
I waded into water
The current took me into it
I felt so weightless yet so strong
Just a candle barely lit
Tomorrow
I'll head to work again
In my heart is where you'll be
I'll talk to people 'bout a desk
But it's your face I always see
Currently
Not a weight upon my shoulders
I ebb and flow, a pond with wind
Fed by springs, both warm and cold
Outward calm, alive within
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EMPTY WINDOW
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Another empty window
I want to fill it up with glee
Shiny surface gleaming
Like you have done for me
Sometimes I'm wrought with worry
But it must be clear to see
Despite a past of obstacles
I am with you happily
The past is nothing more than that
The future isn't ours to view
But in the present, where we are,
Is this gift of you
So I reminisce
Forget to live
With he who has
So much to give
Where do I go when I'm not here
Identifying with my words
Spelling out my history
Fingers singing like the birds
Lost within my memories
Looking forward to my past
So that I can live it over
Just in case it doesn't last
Yet still an empty window
I never have that much to give
I feel an endless pool of wonder
For your staying here to live
Wrought with worry, so afraid
It isn't very clear to see
Despite a past of disappointment
I'm still with you happily
Lost within my memories
Looking forward to my past
So that I can live it over
Just in case it doesn't last
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2010 has so far been an awesome year.
I learned how to swim using the sidestroke and how to float on my back.
We celebrated my nephew’s first birthday.
Some people we know and love filed for divorce, but it was amicable.
Lisa (rat) had a couple of surgeries and seems OK so far.
I got to try some new teas.
And above all, I realized I wasn’t looking inward as much as I had been, and my growth had halted greatly.