Tag: poetry

I do not ask
I only seek
for there are times
I cannot speak

for I pass through
this world alone
and loneliness
holds no conversation

it is a cloak
you try to ignore
as you wonder what
you’re wearing it for

a coat of paint
that is slowly peeling
and shedding itself
in the process of healing

i whispered your name
so I could feel it
come alive on my tongue
I whispered it
in such a way
that it was not quite
discernible
so quietly
that even I,
the whisperer,
could barely hear it
it was as if I had
but thought it
for
I do not want
the sound waves
of your name
to ever leave my mouth
who knows
where they would go
and if I could ever
get them back?
and if I were to SHOUT
why they would leap out
and be gone
before I could even
taste
them

I will paint
with the colors
of my soul
the colors
of innocence and
pureness of virtue
the colors of a heart
that has no guile
the colors of a
warm and trusting smile
I will paint with colors
unsullied my humankind
that have not been tainted
by a mistrusting mind
I will paint until
these colors run out
then I will forget
what innocent
is about…

Fate

By Carolyn Wells

Two shall be born the whole world wide apart,

And speak in different tongues, and pay their debts

In different kinds of coin; and give no heed

Each to the other’s being. And know not

That each might suit the other to a T,

If they were but correctly introduced.

And these, unconsciously, shall bend their steps,

Escaping Spaniards and defying war,

Unerringly toward the same trysting-place,

Albeit they know it not. Until at last

They enter the same door, and suddenly

They meet. And ere they’ve seen each other’s face

They fall into each other’s arms, upon

The Broadway cable car – and this is Fate!