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You Are Gone

You are gone

I search
even knowing the outcome
you aren’t there.
The pain engulfs me –
ever sharper
So why do I search?

I can hardly string  words together
A disoriented soul
spawns a disorganized mind
Disbelieving
Unaccepting
Pleading to whatever god will listen.

You are still so much to me
more than the sum of your numerous alluring traits.
Always seductive, thought-provoking, stimulating.
and drawing out an other self
not known before
unable to be fully realized.

I was never more invincible
Than after contact with you – no matter how brief
Flirtatious, teasing, taunting
Tempting…. tormenting
You sent me into the clouds where
I lingered, floated and dreamed.

but you are gone…

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I Want To Write Comedy

I want to write comedy
My drama queen is near used up
Fresh out of tears
Shirking the heavy cloak
That weighs down my beat up spirit
Seeking a lighter space
A place of gladness in my soul
A spot of sunshine in the garden.

I want to make people laugh
Not to despair for me
To welcome back my steady smile
Anticipate good news
Remembering punch  lines
Delivered with clever timing
Reach out open arms
And draw in this world of beauty.
 

All the tools I need
Are lined up willing ready
Love of family and friends
Treasured memories never to be lost
Hoarding my health for richness of years to come
Generous with caring and love
Wisdom of years past
Still a work in progress.

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Fantasy

You are my favorite fantasy
And I am yours
You are my go to when curtains descend on my landscape
Blocking the sun,
transforming my Technicolor world
dulling its glowing surfaces.

No reminder needed,
your face as familiar to me as my own
offers its own illumination
lighting the way
to the dimmest corners of my soul,
restoring the luster to my tarnished heart.

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Giving In To The Illogical

And so I have discovered…

You can’t reason away feelings

and mathematics are useless.

The geography of the heart

holds surprises for an intrepid traveler

And that is why after 1000 days

I’m stuck in the same groove.

Held here by an invisible Force

laughing behind his invincible shield.

I’m reminded of a simple childhood toy

It looks harmless and innocent enough

Just insert your fingers and try to escape

The binds tighten: you are held fast.

I could fill a dozen blank pages

with a parade of reasons

that would make the average person pause

and exclaim why this can’t be real.

But no more than I myself did wonder

At last to acknowledge this immovable force

now ensconced in my life, in my soul, in my heart

do welcome and embrace what must be inevitable.

Written by The Spirit of The Goddess Minerva

October 2013

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Doesn’t Have to

                    

It doesn’t have to be this way

unless we say it does

Balancing on the juncture of

always and nevermore

Clinging to dreams

born in our hearts

tethered by fragile cords 

subject to the whims of what heartless judge

 

 

Draw me paint me mold me

Be the master of my universe

as you are the keeper of all my dreams

Write our script with words of your choosing

born of desire and longing

Subject them to a brighter light

freely given gladly received

treasured truths unveiled.

 

You gave me puzzles

now give me answers

When your heart speaks to you

what does it say?

When your eyes are closed

and the world is still

as you hover on the brink of sleep

where anything is possible in a dream.

 

It doesn’t have to end this way

Unless we say it does

we are the navigators of our way

and the authors of our script

and the guardians of our dreams.

Eschewing the ordinary

rejecting the common wisdom

for an uncommon destiny.