Poetry

The Medic

The right of might,
The frailty of truth,
The light in the night,
The word printed and passed.

Passing softly, unheard,
Leaving rapidly, uncaring,
The facts of the matter,
Not considered, just assumed.

The strength of conviction,
The warmth of the hearts,
All supporting the tiring,
With no shortfall of might.

What rest for your head,
Where to lay your cares,
How strong your companions,
Who won’t let you fall.

The answer unknown,
The future untold,
But remember, weary traveller,
You don’t journey alone.

The Meaning

The head doesn’t know,
It can’t compute,
The feeling I get,
When I read your words.

The heart can’t explain,
It hasn’t the voice,
It tries to express,
In the beat and the pause.

Your eyes shine bright,
Smiles span your face,
The warmth of your kiss,
And your sweet embrace.

The time that we spend,
In laughter, tears or song,
Fills me more every day,
Than I’ve ever known.

Yes please, I like it,
And I want it so much,
You’re so kind, So generous,
It’s just what I want.

The hour passes,
Our day is done,
The time for parting,
has finally come.

The sorry and joy,
Mixing yet unmixed,
And my love undiminished,
Driving me home.

The Space Inbetween Us

The words that you say,
The looks that you give,
The smile that lights up your face.

The way that you lean,
The turn of your head,
The moment that speaks to us both.

The songs that you sing to,
The prose that you quote,
The poems you read that I wrote.

It’s all in the air,
In the spaces between us,
You feel what I feel,
And I know how you care.

Your needs and your wants,
Fit neatly to mine,
The closeness we feel,
seems to grow all the time.

Whitley said it best,
But you say it all,
Your heart,
speaks directly,
to mine.

The Feeling Unspoken

Everyday I see your face,
Right here on my screen,
Everyday I feel your touch,
Right here on my skin,
Everyday I hear your laugh,
Right here in my head,
Everyday I feel your love,
Right here in my heart.

Your voice,
In my thoughts,
Your eyes,
In my mind,
Your scent,
In my dreams,
Your presence,
In my arms.

I long to talk,
But have no words to say,
I crave your presence,
Almost every day,
You captivate and astound me,
How have I come your way?

Tongue-tied by your beauty,
Silenced by your smile,
Sustained by your laughter,
Buoyed up by your words.

I feel what I feel,
Though I don’t have the lines,
My heartfelt intentions,
Hide nothing behind,
I go quiet for moments,
When you’d like my words,
But my heart shouts my feelings,
Through the silence it is heard.

Lights out

Dark,
No power,
Servers, PCs all down,
Users all bewildered milling around Looking to me.

Panic,
Fuse box,
Check breakers are closed,
Looking outside half the street lights are out.

Plan,
Seek help,
Call for the electrician,
It will be half and hour – which one?

Wait,
He arrives,
His keys don’t fit,
We wait yet longer for the right keys.

Suddenly!
Lights on,
In the server room,
Plaintiff electronic alarms cry out my worst fear.

Dead,
Power returned,
Revealing servers in disarray,
Now the work begins repairing the cut’s work.

Finally,
They live!
The steady working hum,
Settles over my small domain, my children safe.

Inspiration

I can’t do it…
I’m here.
I don’t think I can…
I’ll support you.
Perhaps I can consider…
I am with you.

I can.

The thought terrifies,
Your words calm.
The prospect is too daunting,
Your voice relaxes.

A future of challenges,
Of pledges and changes,
The road is rough, narrow and hard,
And long, so long.

You support and console,
You soothe and unwind,
The thoughts I can’t cope with,
Just melt to your touch.

You motivate and spur,
To the next threat confronted,
The peril diminished,
At the sight of your face.

And when the day is done,
All foes subdued,
I can say with no doubt,
That you inspired me.

Believe Me…

Believe me when I tell you I lied,
You know you can trust me,
so it doesn’t matter how it hurt,
I did it for a reason.

Believe me when I tell you that I want you,
After I told you that I didn’t,
It doesn’t matter how it hurt,
Because I did it for a reason.

Believe me when I tell you that I understand,
While I trash all you believe in,
Still doesn’t matter how it hurt,
Because I did it for a reason.

I’ll tell you that I love you,
Then tell you I was joking,
I’ll tell you that I need you,
Just not right now,
I’ll tell you that we mean a lot,
Just not enough to matter.

Believe me when I tell you that I cared,
While ignoring how I made you feel,
How I hurt you,
How I crushed you,
How my heal ground you to dust as I passed,
You know I did it for a reason after all.

Flowers Instead

He longed to visit,
to stay, to share,
But it couldn’t happen,
he gave flowers instead.

Not a substitute, not nearly,
but at least something of him,
Leaving the house he knew they were there,
Reminding her that he really cared.

But in the dark,
sleeping alone,
He though of those flowers,
they just weren’t enough.

A hundred gifts straight from the heart,
Couldn’t fill the void in his arms,
The scent of her skin, the warmth of her breath,
Her arms holding him tight, her voice, her kiss,
All held in his mind, as he drifted to sleep,
He dreamt of a time when she might be with him,
A walk, a visit, somewhere quiet and warm,
A cuddle, with thoughts shared,
No words, none were needed,
Hands held was enough.

As he woke, no companion by his side,
He though of those flowers, his proxy,
I may not be with her, she may wake alone,
But they will be there to witness and remind.

Confusion

What did I say,
Why did you do that,
How can I cope,
Where do I find the strength?

I was never so mean,
Never treated you so bad,
Never said goodbye,
While already returning.

I don’t understand,
Did I cause this,
Help me to see,
Where it all came from.

I know it was good,
I think we were happy,
You said something else,
And left me bewildered.

I still have those feelings,
They’ll not go away,
A constant companion,
A light, a spark, a memory of what was.

I’m confused about the parting
I’m puzzled about the messages
I’m uncertain about the future,
Not even sure about the present.

The one thing I know,
Without fear, doubt or question,
That I still feel as I did,
Before all this confusion.