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Dear M...

Missing image

Here I am at 3am
afraid to go to sleep again
‘cause I don’t want to see
your smiling face.
Aching with the thought of you.
Questioning what I believed.
Realigning destiny,
like a star that’s falling
but having lost the magic
to make a wish come true.
Dear M…

You might think I have regrets.
If I’m really honest,
I guess I’d say I do.
They’re the very same ones
I think someday, you’ll have too;
Two kids, the dog, a house and yard
will never make up

for the center of your heart,

with a gaping hole.
And though she’ll try most anything,
there’s nothing to replace or ease
the part of you that misses me.
Dear M…

I talked to an old friend today…
According to what she reports
you’re doing really fine and
you never think of me at all.
It really makes me wonder if
you realize just who it is you’ve called?
Dear M…

There’s a few things you should know.
Like…
I never took for granted
any moments spent with you.
Laying with my head upon your chest,
wishing I was a magician,
who could take our time and wrap it up
to be opened when I need.
But…
I guess that’s what they call a memory.
Dear M…

I could say I wish I’d done things differently,
but what - and when - and why?
The things I wanted for you,
you should have wanted for yourself.
And leaving just because it wasn’t easy ~
tell me when love ever was?
Dear M…

You know the restlessness you work to numb?
The dark void that’s got you trapped and
hanging by your toes?
It makes you feel like
no one else could know
a pain that goes so very deep.
You can try, and try, and try again;
it’s something you’ll never,
                              ever,
                                   reach.
(It’s me)

Dear M…
Honestly, I wish you all the best.
I hope you’ve found true happiness.
And maybe you will or won’t agree
but I know I knew and loved you better
than you ever loved yourself.
So I'm asking one last question...


Does she…?

 


Author notes

Disclaimer: I write and post this only because I’ve been threatened to be spanked like a spoiled child if I don’t write something, anything. LOL

As poetry goes, it’s about as bad as bad can get. As therapy goes…well, that remains to be seen. However, feel free to be as critical as you like...

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  • Loveandblessings2u gold member
    April 12

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    OMG ~~~ Have I missed you. You done very well, for someone who was treatened LoL
    And... your poetry or anyone else for that matter words are never bad as bad can get, when it comes from your heart. These are your feelings, ( which we all have ). I remember the story behind what you have written here and you should already know that I can very much relate. I am very proud of you for writing this piece and for being honest about what is in your heart. It is always better to let feelings out. Remember that you are the better person, especially for wishing Dear M all the best. You are one amazing lady, someone I am proud to call FRIEND ... I hope this isn't the last time we all will be seeing your magic for a long time, please continue to write. It sure does bring out the best in you plus it is good for your inner soul. Let your words shine.

    Loveandblessings2u & yours always
    Love Ya,
    Joyce


  • Endeavor gold member
    April 12

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    Sweet Trista


    In that I know the thoughts behind the words
    it lends the verse, to be more compelling

    I am proud you you to write this
    better than a spanking... lol... Brat

    Your AP Husband, Rick


    • trista gold member
      April 12
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      Hi Rick,

      TY for the HM in your contest...and thank you for MAKING me write for it. Maybe, if I'm really lucky, something better will have a chance to come through now...sort of like weeding a garden...and heaven knows I'm more than ready for some "flower" instead of "weeds" to come from my pen!

      Love and s
      ~The Brat


  • Timothy Cameron gold member
    April 7

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    It's the language and spirit of the heart that makes a poem...not it's form (in my opinion). The poem I CARRY YOUR HEART is what makes me both grieve and celebrate, depending on the moment: i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
    my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
    i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
    by only me is your doing,my darling)
    i fear
    not fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
    no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
    and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
    and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
    higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

    i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)


  • michellemybelle gold member
    April 7
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    oh, glad you don't have to be spanked like a spoiled child now!!!

  • michellemybelle gold member
    April 7

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    You let it out, poured out your heart. This speaks of a soul connecting love many never find, it is true and unconditional. I have wondered at times, how does one throw something like this away, isn't this how we all wish to be loved? He was blessed, richly, whether he knows it or not.
    I love the emotion and raw honesty in this! Thanks for sharing your heart, I hope it hepls it heal, even if just a bit.
    sssss
    love you
    Michelle

  • Endeavor gold member
    April 3
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    I have enjoyed reading your submittal.
    There is a wide variety of styles and expressed emotion.
    I have read every verse, and will comment further individually
    at the end of the contest on the trophy winners.

    Thank you so much for taking the time to enter my contest.
    Good luck with your thoughts and words.

    Rick


  • Endeavor gold member
    March 29
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    Trista


    I`ll spank you like a spoiled child
    if you pull your entry... lol

    Rick

    • trista gold member
      April 7
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      Hi Rick,

      No need to spank me...I finally wrote...well, something.

      TY for holding the contest and have fun with judging.
      s
      ~J.

  • Loveandblessings2u gold member
    March 28
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    i would be the happiest person on earth, if you wrote something for this contest. i really miss reading your magnificent poetry. so make me happy and try real hard to write something, please.

    love ya,
    joyce

    • Endeavor gold member
      April 12
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      Hi Joyce


      See... she did write
      That spankin shit realy works
      Actually I never spanked my daughter
      I only smaked hands
      but it worked on Julie... lol

      She did very well

      Rick


  • michellemybelle gold member
    March 28
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    I KNOW you can do it!
    ss
    Michelle

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