My Blue Sky Days

"Unmasked" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2012-01-27T13:28:00.000-06:00

I thought you were a superman,
Who could see through mask and wall,
Someone to look up to,
A blessing to us all,

But your cape is kinda wrinkled,
And your suit has formed a tear,
Super powers have worn right off,
If ever they were there,

Now I see you, as you are,
A selfish , cowering fool,
Always doing as your told,
Yet thinking you're so cool,

You never stepping outside the box,
You're by others' chains,
Telling all that you're so smart,
Never using your own brains.

A cookie cutter copy,
Of what you're told to be,
Never helping those in need,
People who looked up, like me,

I thought you were a superman,
I wanted you to be,
But maybe when you let me down,
I found the superman in me.

"Empty Hearts" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2012-01-24T08:38:00.003-06:00

Deceit can grow by accident,
Yet others seeded lies,
Planted on their lips,
They pray on meek, not wise,

They rip apart the innocence,
As their shadows grow,
Twisting truths, breaking hearts,
Expanding as they go,

Like a sticky spider web,
Made of tar and glass,
Snaring weak, and wounding them,
As they try and pass,

It scrapes them from the inside,
Gutting them right out,
'Till there noting left to give,
All there insides, running out,

Empty hearts lay waiting,
To fill you with there lies,
They don't care for who they break,
Or count tears from your eyes.

"Opposites Attract" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2012-01-24T08:36:00.002-06:00

You never understood me,
You could not see my rain,
My sunshine was your dark clouds,
My happiness your pain.

You, were like an oil spill,
I was like the sea,
We were close, but did not bond,
You killed the best of me.

Yet if I could relive the past,
Delete, record, re-play,
I know I'd keep the parts with you,
Reliving every day

"Renewal" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2012-01-24T07:58:00.000-06:00

Another phase has passed,
Another curtain drawn,
Another me has set,
Another year is gone,

I don't know were I'm going,
But I do know were I've been,
I don't know what I'm seeking,
defining that again.

Last year was filled with wonders,
Last year was filled with pain,
Last year was filled with laughter,
With sunshine and rain.

Another me's emerging,
Another chapter's begun,
Breaking on this new years morning,
Rising with the new years sun.

"Mother's Ribbons" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2011-12-06T10:09:00.001-06:00

~For my Mother who always did the best she knew how~

My mother was blissful, the day I was born,
and out of her hair, came the ribbon she'd worn,
Tied to a rattle, it stayed while I grew,
Looking so pretty, all silky, and new...

When I began walking, my mom sewed a dress,
and under the collar, in a bow, on the breast,
She attached that silk ribbon, no longer brand new,
But still my pride, all pretty and blue.

School days came, as I had grown tall,
I wanted my ribbon, but the dress was too small,
Mother lovingly snipped my ribbon, in two,
And attached each to it's own shoe.

To many new shoes, my ribbons I tied,
And then to my new bike, I was given to ride,
As I'd pedal faster, my ribbon would whirl,
tied to the handle bars, the blue silk would twirl.

College passed quickly..., and I met a boy,
Who's happiness was my every joy,
Before I knew it, I was his shy bride,
Wearing my ribbons, as I stood at his side.

When I became Mom, of not one, but two,
Twins opened their eyes, all silky and blue,
The love of a mother, two fold, had been passed,
And I knew, Mother's ribbons, in their souls... had been cast.

"Magical Magic Me" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2011-12-01T11:59:00.001-06:00

Oh magic, magical me,
Unwind your golden tail,
Why must you hide away,
Unfurl your wondrous sail,
Dance on mystical oceans,
Walk on make believe seas,
Sail the dreams I wake for you,
Wake inside of me,
Open up my inner eyes,
Close those doors of doubt,
Spin for me a tale of tales,
Let your magic out,
Touch me with your fairy dust,
Douse from head to toe,
Lace me with your golden touch,
Let your magic flow,
Carry me so far away,
That I get lost in thee,
Weave for me a magical world,
Magical, magic me.

"Black and White" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2011-10-20T23:03:00.000-05:00

Im not the smartest person,
I didnt go to school,

Maybe Im not stylish,
Maybe I'm not cool.

I cannot say I am rich,
Or beautiful, or wise,

maybe I don't hold respect,
In your parents eyes.

I know that I'm a dreamer,
and rarely dreams come true,

and maybe I'm not sensible,
and that seem strange to you.

I don't hold any status.
I don't have a degree.

I know your friends have teased you,
for even being seen with me.

But what if I was all these things,
What would that define?

Would that make me generous?
Would that make me kind?

Would you really love me more,
If I I could read or write?

If, instead of dreaming,
I only saw in black and white?

Would I be a better person?
Would it make me great?

Would it make you happier?
If numbers I could calculate?

If others thought me ravishing?
Or I held a PhD ?

Would I be more worthy?
Would it bring you dignity?

I do not know the answers,
only questions to ask you,

But I know that I am special,
...and that my love is special to.

"Fly Away With Me" poem and illustration by Abigail Alexis~

2011-09-15T17:01:00.001-05:00

I saw this little bird,
who was sitting in a tree,
and I asked the little bird,
if he would fly away with me.

He said that we could fly away,
But that the year was late,
Yet in the spring, he'd come for me,
So by the window wait.

And so I waited patiently,
as the days passed by.
Grains sparkled on the distant hills,
and love bugs filled the sky.

Red and amber leave did fall,
Twirling past my face.
Chilly winds swept my hair,
as fall took summer's place,

Winter winds, did bight my nose,
as snow blew cold and fast.
Icicles began to melt,
as to, the winter passed,

Then on a wondrous day of spring,
when first buds start to bloom,
a little bird, landed on,
the window of my room.

And on his back,I flew away,
but if you ask me to,
on a sunny summer's day,
I will come back for you.

Poem I wrote in my dreams...

2011-08-08T19:00:00.001-05:00

"Oh Little Rose" poem by Abigail Alexis~

Oh little rose, who grows on a vine,
My heart is like, that gate you climb,
Leaves, and petals, my hearts entwined,
Oh little rose, who grows on a vine,

Oh little rose, lips so red,
Dreams of your kisses, do dance in my head,
Blossom with joy, say you'll be thine,
Oh little rose, Who grows on a vine,

Oh little rose, which way will you grow ?
Do you need me?, like water ? Do tell me so.
Tell me you want me, that you will be true,
Oh little rose, so lovely and new,

Oh little rose, let not your thorns stick,
My heart may burst, If they do prick,
Your touch, like petals, your soft embrace,
Like fresh morning tears, kissing my face.

Oh little rose, beyond all compare,
Dreams hang like dew, pearls in your hair,
Come on and kiss me, say you'll me mine,
Oh little rose, who grows on a vine.

"Blue Bird Pie" Poem story by Abigail Alexis~

2011-07-25T10:45:00.000-05:00

~Dedicated to my brother, Sabbath, who's smile could be seen from the top of even the tallest trees.You will always be in my heart. I love you. ~

One day, little Amram,
Climbed up a tree,
To see all around,
All the world he could see,

Up, up through the branches,
Through the tangle of leave,
while the wind, wiped his hair,
with a warm summer breeze,

He climbed with a purpose,
For never, had he,
Scaled to such heights'
As this sycamore tree,

As his little legs pushed,
And his little hands pulled,
On his chubby round face,
a smile took hold,

Satisfaction was great,
But his heart gave a stop,
As he pulled himself up,
to the tree's tippy top,

For their, on the branch,
All shiny and new,
Was the biggest of eggs,
All speckled and blue,

He let out a yelp.
For he never did see,
An egg of such size,
In a sycamore tree,

But to Amram's surprise,
The egg yelped, right back,
With a peep, and a pop,
The blue egg gave a crack,

Out came a foot,
All speckled and blue,
Then came a head,
All fuzzy and new,

But a bird? It was not,
Least not one liked he'd seen,
The head, had no beak,
but two ears, of bright green,

Two big shinny eyes,
and little sharp teeth,
and fuzzy blue hair,
Above and beneath,

Big eyes stared at Ram,
And Ram stared back,
unable to run,
should this creature attack,

So he tried to hold still,
like a stick on the tree,
But is his legs were shaking,
so he bent to one knee,

Amram, backed down,
But the blue speckled feet,
Followed Ram,
As he tried to retreat,

He's heart was racing,
As he looked up to see,
Speckled blue feet,
Coming down the tall tree,

Ram scurried faster,
The feet scurried too,
They were very fast feet,
with claws sharp and blue,

Then a branch gave a snapped,
He could feel himself fall,
Down, down he went,
from the tree, straight and tall,

With a loud thud he landed,
A pain in his side,
He gave a sharp yelp,
As he scrabbled to hide,

He could hear the bark falling,
As it came down the tree,
And he didn't have time,
To rise up and flee,

So he curled himself up,
In a round ball,
and he covered his head,
and made himself small,

Then, PLOP !,something landed,
On top of his back,
soft and fuzzy,
But it did not attack,

Instead it puuuuuurrrrrrrd,
A long steady pur,
And rubbed up beside him,
With it's soft gentle fur,

Amram uncurled,
and rolled on his side,
And the blue fuzzy fur,
gave out a small sigh,

Ram curled his legs,
in the dry leaves he sat,
with the fur in his lap,
curled up like a cat,

It's green ears wiggled,
and it's eyes gave a blink,
Ram sat confused,
Not sure what to think,

Were ever a baby,
Blue fuzz, could be found,
Surely a mother,
Would soon be around,

So Amram stood up,
And he started to climb,
back up the tree,
to return his big find,

But how could he get,
this blue fuzz to stay,
He couldn't stay up in the tree,
All the day,

So Aram backed down,
Blue fuzz closely pressed,
In the nook of his arm,
Against his warm chest,

Ram was sure,
His mother would freak,
If he brought home a blue bird,
With green ears, and no beak,

But with no other choice,
Blue fuzz in his arm,
Amram headed home,
To his small country farm,

His Father had died,
The summer before,
So Amram's house,
Was simple, and poor,

When Amram reached home,
It was late in the day,
His mother had known,
He had gone out to play,

She was busily cooking,
The house smelled of pie,
His Father's favorite,
and Ram new why,

Her desserts, were amazing,
No one could deny,
His favorite being her,
Her blueberry pie,

Ram peeked in the kitchen,
Blue fuzz peeked in too,
His mother was busy,
sturring her stew,

Ram held his prize tightly,
but blue fuzz wanted down,
He wiggled away,
And jumped to the ground,

Amram turned pale,
And let out a cry
As the blue ball of fur,
Headed straight for mom's pie

Onto the pie,
Blue fuzz landed (splat)
And his Mom turned to see,
What she thought was a cat,

Her face red and flustered,
Her eyes fiery black,
Her mouth crinkle up,
But blue fuzz, just stared back,

Pie on his green ears,
Pie in his fur,
he licked off his blue speckled feet,
with a purrrrrrrrr,

Ram's mom stood speechless,
Unsure what to do,
She was holding a spoon,
That was dripping with stew,

Then her lips smiled,
And she giggled with glee,
At the blue speckled cat,
That had hatched in a tree,

Many days past,
And blue fuzz grew and grew,
Fat with pies,
And thick country stews,

He ate, and he ate,
And blue fuzz grew big,
Bigger then the neighbors,
Award winning pig,

It turned out,
Not only, did blue fuzz love pie,
But Blue fuzz liked all,
Of other food that he tried,

Blue fuzz ate more food,
Then Ram's mom could afford,
So Ram hatched a plan,
To pay his friends board,

They opened a dinner,
They and named it "Big Blue"
Were mom served up pies,
With her fresh country stews,

People would travel,
from far and wide,
To see big blue,
and eat food by his side,

Everyone loved,
Too have Blue around,
They loved his blue fur,
And his soft purring sound,

Year past by quickly,
Then one summer day,
Blue went out,
To the woods to play,

He never returned,
But Amram wasn't sad,
When he told people stories,
Of the tree cat he had,

Of course people ask,
What became, of his friend,
He laughs and replays
All birds fly... in the end.

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"With You" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2011-06-30T11:16:00.001-05:00

There's a place I go to be happy- with you,

There's a place I go to be free - its with you,

And I really cant say why I love it so much-

Except, that it's when I'm with you,

There's a song I sing when I'm happy-with you,

There's a song I sing when I'm free- with you,

And I really can't say, why it sounds so sweet-

Except that I'm with you,

There's a dance I do when I'm happy-with you

There's a dance I do when I'm free- with you,

And I really can't say, why my feet feel on air-

Except that I'm with you,

There's a world that has no more sorrow-with you

There's a world were love is for free- with you

And I really can't say, why I love you so much,

Except that you love me too - with you

"Self Imprisonment" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2011-06-29T18:48:00.000-05:00

I want to scream out,
I am SOMEONE, I'm ME,
and I know I'm not perfect,
But just leave me be,

I know that that's silly,
Cause you're not really here,
And chances are,
You don't even care,

It's me who's the driver,
and holding the whip,
But whatever I do
Insecurities grip,

I'm giving you power,
I've bled myself dry,
Hating my self,
'till I just want to die,

Some days are harder
And my wounds bleed more,
That you couldn't love me,
Burns straight to the core,

Cause I feel like I'm nothing,
I feel like I'm crap,
How you made me inside,
Time can't unwrap,

I need to believe,
Who I am is O.K.,
That it doesn't matter,
What you do, or you say,

Loving myself,
Is ultimate cure,
Respecting myself,
Feeling worthy and pure,

It matters so less,
What you think or you do,
Cause I've built this prison...
...and the key is not you.

"The Beggar" by Abigail Alexis~

2011-05-16T13:22:00.001-05:00

A silent turning inside,
grating as it rolls,
Clawing at my subtle skin,
Leaving me bare and raw,
Raked and riped,
Somewhere, you are out there,
Maybe I don't even cross your mind,
Or bring it pause,
Just a distant memory to be flushed away,
Like old bath water,
It pains inside me,
The not knowing,
The wondering what if,
it drags me down deeper and deeper,
Till I feel crushed,
Crushed under the weight of my own despair,
A dry crust of bread left for mice to chew,
A pit, or rind,
I am but that,
I caress my naked bones and beg of them to fly,
Urge them to feel the wind beneath them,
To rise once more and walk,
I have fallen,
Dust beaten and broken I lay,
No one to console me,
No one I will let through my door,
All trust crumbled and fallen to dirt,
Like the dry brittle leaves of years past,
I beg for sleep,
endless sleep that will hold me forever,
Comfort me in its arms,
And take me away from this endless throbbing.

"Castles in the Sand" by Abigail Alexis~

2011-05-01T23:36:00.000-05:00

Pillows damp with tears,
I don't want you to see,
How much I still miss you,
Or what you've done to me.

I don't want your pity,
Even though you left me dead,
You said that you loved me,
But you loved yourself instead.

If you loved me, you would not leave me,
You would never leave my side,
Till the day, I took my last breath,
Or until the day you died.

I know you think I'm foolish,
That, I do not understand,
But this fool, will ever dream of love,
Building castles in the sand.

‎"I AM" poem by Abigail Alexis~

2011-05-01T22:57:00.001-05:00

I am a window,
I am a door,
I am a roof,
I am a floor,
I am a house,
I am a bed,
I am alive,
I am dead,
I am a book,
I am a toy,
I am a girl
I am a boy,
I am a "yes"
I am a "no"
I am stop,
I am go,
I am here,
I am there,
I'm in everything,
I am everywhere.

" The Traveler " poem by Abigail Alexis~

2011-04-14T06:40:00.000-05:00

There once was a lonely young traveler,
Who's holes in his pants matched his shirt,
His face was dry from the sun,
And his shoes were all filled with dirt.

But he sang to himself as he traveled,
Along the dusty long road,
For tough he was poor, he was happy,
And the smile on his dry lips showed.

He whistled a tune, when his mouth went dry,
His throat too sore to sing,
Still happiness pooled in his heart,
Like an ever clear crystal spring.

Miles he walked, as the day grew bright,
Following the sun to the west,
With his sack on his back, he traveled on,
Though young legs ached for rest,

The sun rose high, it was nearly noon,
So deciding to stop for a bit,
Under the shade of a banyan tree,
He took off his pack to sit.

The moment his burdens hit the dust,
An old woman stepped into sight,
So suddenly had she appeared,
She gave the young man a fright.

Her back was bent, her fingers too,
And her hair, like old moldy hay,
The scarf on her head, was mended and patched,
And bleached by the suns hot ray.

It was clear to the young man, she could do him no harm,
So he bent and touched her dry feet,
"Mother" he said, "From were have you come.
And with what fine pleasure we meet?"

"I have come a long way."
The old woman replied, "And I've even father ahead,
But shoes, I need, for these feet are bare,
And I've walked 'til the bottoms have bled.

The young man looked at the old woman's feet,
Then at his old ragged shoes,
Slipping them off, he placed them in front,
Of the elderly feet that were bruised.

"Mother" he said, "Take them in trade for the blessing I need for this day,
For I too have a long way to go, ahead,
And a prayer I will need for my way."

The old woman smiled, as she slipped on the shoes,
Then turning she hobbled away,
The young man watched, 'till her shadow was gone,
And burned by the heat of the day.

The traveler sighed, then barefoot he sat,
In the cool spot beneath the big tree,
He leaned on the trunk, took off his hat,
And sat the pack on his knee.

His young back hurt, his poor stomach growled,
So he loosened the strings of his sack,
Knowing little, was left inside,
But he needed now a snack.

As he looked, in his bag, his cracked hands shook,
He couldn't believe what he saw,
For what was held, inside his pack,
Filled him with great awe.

The young man rose, dropping his bag,
Stunned he stumbled back,
For gold and jewels, diamonds and coins,
Lined each stitch of his sack,

"What is this" the traveler yelled,
Wondering of this trick,
He kicked the bag, picked up a branch,
And hit it with the stick.

The tattered bag let lose it's load,
Jewels scattered around,
Golden coins glistened bright,
Sparkling from the ground.

Half in shock, the young man stood,
A kings wealth at his feet,
A child's laugh, sang the words
" With what fine pleasure we meet? "

There before him, dressed in white,
A stately woman smiled,
Though her braided hair was gray,
She looked as if a child.

Not single a patch or hole,
Yet the traveler knew her face,
His shoes were there, upon her feet,
Though looking out of place.

The young man stared, at the change,
For now she looked not weak,
She bowed her head, smiled again,
And then began to speak,

"A blessing asked, is a blessing received,
Now traveler, go on your way"
With many long years, life your life,
In happiness I pray"

She picked up the treasure, tide the bag tight,
And handed the young man the sack,
Turning around, she hobbled away,
Never looking back.

The traveler did live, for many long years,
With many blessings of life,
He built a house, started a school,
And made a young teacher his wife,

When his children would set, upon his knee,
were he had opened the sack,
He'd teach them of happiness held in your heart,
When you give, and don't dwell on lack.

"A blessing given, is a blessing received"
His children chimed in to say,
And inside our traveler, Smiled and laughed,
As the sun set down on the day.

"Life's Seasons" by Abigail Alexis~

2011-02-16T20:07:00.000-06:00

Each season has it's laughter,
each season has it's pain.
For every season, there's a lesson,
that makes you grow again.

Distant memories flicker,
like fireflies at night.
Sometimes bright and haunting,
Then black.. slip out of sight.

But what Ive lived, is in me.
and makes me what you see.
What I hide inside me,
and what I want to be.

Struggles make us wiser,
Cuts, and bruises sting.
But stronger they will forge you,
And confidence they bring,

And everyday I'm changing.
Shaped by what I know.
So many lessons I have lived,
So many left too know.

Some seasons go unnoticed,
Subtle, like the breeze,
A warm ray after winter,
A ripple on the seas.

Other changes come on sudden,
Tumultuous affairs,
Turbid like a waterfall,
Will humble you too prayers,

Whatever way the seasons come,
Whatever way they go,
We're left feeling different,
No choice but to grow.

Today, I woke up different,
Today I woke up free,
I felt a different person,
Except that I'm still me.

"So far away" by AB~

2010-03-31T14:46:00.000-05:00

I sit in the shadows,
Alone in despair,
I feel you don't listen,
I feel you don't care,

I've broken inside me,
A bell with no chime,
A train with no whistle,
A clock with no time,

Memories fading,
But love still remains,
Turning in silence,
Too deep stabbing pains,

Neighbors in life,
Yet so far away,
I wake for my night,
As you start your day,

Lonely nights drifting,
Across the wide sea,
Do your thoughts ever,
Drift towards me?

" Loves Doldrums"

2010-03-27T12:22:00.000-05:00

They say in time I'll forget you,
The throbbing grow less everyday,
the tears, I cry, will dry up,
and in time, the love, fade away.

I want to spend my life rejoicing,
to let go, and let my heart free,
but I'm stuck in these terrible doldrums,
and I'm drowning, in mystery,

For each day I wake, up I miss you,
and each night my eyes bleed with pain,
how many years, will love linger?
and my heart flooded with rain?

you say life isn't a movie,
happy endings, we are not to see,
but what if my life, ends with regret,
of the love, that could never be?

I want to go back to the day we met,
To save myself from this pain,
To never hear music, couldn't feel worse,
Then this no ending song of refrain,

For so many years, I have waited,
will I wait twice that, to see,
if you'll marry another?
or bring your love back to me?

"Ta-ni-kite" poem by AB~

2009-11-02T13:16:00.000-06:00

Ive come to give a warning,
To all young girls and boys,
Concerning eating pizza,
and leaving out your toys,

For there's a silly monster,
They call him Ta-ni- kite,
Who sleeps 'till 3pm,
And stays awake all night,

Once a boy like maybe you,
He was forced to be a man,
But angry Ta-na- kite,
Had another plan,

He didn't want to grow up,
And so he ran away,
Never growing old,
Forever young to stay,

Inside his heart is magic string,
And dabs of sticky glue,
And if you don't watch out,
In daydreams he'll find you.

He'll take you on his paper plane,
Over hills and seas,
Searching for the perfect place,
To take you out to tea,

He'll eat up all your pizza,
And play with all your toys,
So listen up all children,
All you girls and boys.

He'll make you draw with colored chalk,
And keep you up all night,
Singing silly songs,
Until the morning light,

You'll have to reading him storybooks,
And then he'll beg for more,
If you don't, he'll tickle you,
Until your sides are sore,

His jokes aren't always funny,
But even if they stink,
You'll laugh for Ta-ni-kite,
No matter what you think.

I've heard he has a temper,
Although I've yet to see,
When I'm around, he's very shy,
Because he's scared of me.

Yet if I was a little girl,
And him a little boy,
I think that he would pull my hair,
And steel my favorite toy

So if you see him coming,
Make a sure to pout and fuss,
Tell him you like sad, sad books,
And crying is a "plus".

Never laugh, or sing or grin,
Because,if you do,
Ta-ni-kite will want to play,
And come and capture you.

"The Forgotten" Poem by AB~

2009-09-03T16:58:00.000-05:00

Their colors are fading,
but nobody cares,
thier days shortly numbered,
frail bones and white hairs.
They sit sad and lonely,
their memories wain,
their bodies are failing,
their hearts filled with pain.

She's stuck in a wheel chair,
too weak to walk,
the nurses bring pills,
but don't want to talk.
Her daughter had cancer,
and didn't survive.
With no other children.
She is mad she's alive.

He tells lots of jokes,
on the bus every day,
the people change,
but all act the same way.
He feels he's invisible,
he's hurt they don't see,
the charming youth,
he used to be.

She talks to her husband,
although he's not there,
she smiles sweetly,
and pins up her hair.
that's how he likes it,
she quick to say,
she always pins it,
the exact same way.

Somewere there is joy,
a baby is born,
Photo in hand.Greatgrandma's forlorn,
She can't go to visit,
she's ninetyfour.
Nobody calls or
writes anymore.

A tear on his cheek,
she isn't to blame,
she's shrinks from his touch,
she knows not his name.
The next day he dies,
but she doesn't know.
The funerals given,
But she doesn't go.

He waters his flowers,
and hopes they will bloom,
they sit in the shadows,
of his dark lonely room.
She was the gardener,
and he really tries,
too nurture her plants,
but another one dies.

They slept side by side,
till they took her away,
now he's alone, and
cries everyday.
He can't sleep without her.
He's already tired, but
it's just not the same,
when she's not at his side.

Alone and forgotten.
Waiting to die.

Wondering who
Would even cry.

~ In loving memory of all those whose passed through my care, and touched my life ~

"Newborn" by AB~

2008-10-14T10:43:00.000-05:00

I feel like a blanket unfolded,
Tasting the clover and rye,
Laying softly, on grassy green hills,
Staring way up at the sky,

I feel like a cloud in the blue sky,
Sailing open and free,
Worries and troubles, so far below,
Nothing can bother me,

I feel like an April rainstorm,
Like dancing barefoot in the rain,
Droplets kissing my eyelids,
Washing away all my pain,

I feel like a ribbon of moonlight,
lacing the clouds in the sky,
Brushing the stars with a velvety touch,
Gracing the heavens so high,

I feel like a leaf on the water,
Afloat on a winters cold day,
Swirling down turbid waters,
Nothing can stand in my way,

I feel like a kite as it lifts off,
Catching a warm summer breeze,
Into the bluest of blue skies,
Over the tallest trees,

I feel like a bloom in the dessert,
A cool breath on sandy hot seas,
A quiet oasis, hidden away,
The feeling of you and me,

I feel like a baby resting,
So close I can hear your heart beat,
Even my eyes are smiling,
To my lips, your name tastes so sweet,

I feel like a robin on tree tops,
I feel like a walk in the rain,
I feel like a picnic in springtime,
In your arms I am newborn again.

"Ever in Love" poem by AB~

2008-10-14T10:41:00.000-05:00

The birds they sing of sunlight,
After a summers rain,
Shining down, upon the fields,
Of buttercups and grain,

Glimmering in the sunlight,
Leaves twist in the breeze,
Dancing on a brisk breath,
Blowing through the trees,

The sky is like an ocean,
Blue, as blue can be,
The clouds high above,
A float the windy sea,

My heart feels like a kite,
It lifts as if to say,
Let me go, I need to fly,
Into my blue sky day,

In the stillness of this day,
I let my heart fly free,
It tugs upon my heartstrings,
To break away from me,

I pull it back,then let it go,
Far above the trees,
Above the tallest mountain,
Into the bluest sea,

My heart is soaring,dancing, laughing,
Troubles, far away,
Among the clouds, bathed in light,
Happy just to play,

When it will set,I cannot tell,
There's just no way to say,
Ever in love with life,
I'll chase my blue sky day.

"The Stoning" Poem by AB

2008-05-08T11:16:00.000-05:00

Hate is cloaked and disguised,
It matters not your face,
Hate has no color,
It's target has no race,

I'm bared to my neck in shit,
and rocks are raining down,
I can't run away,
I can't make a sound,

They choose their words so coldly,
And toss them at my head,
Maybe just to kill the fear,
Thats filling them with dread,

Black,blue and bleeding,
My heart is raining down,
Silently breaking,
Gagged,tied, and bound,

Maybe when I'm older,
I won't give a shit,
If people pass and don't care,
Or even turn and spit,

But when your young and fragile,
When your glass and bone,
Every smirk has daggers,
And every word has stones.

"Mirror Image" Poem by AbiJo~

2008-02-24T20:44:00.001-06:00

Shes a Mother,
Proud to be,
Holds the child,
In you and me,

Shes a sister,
Shes Didi,
Love's her siblings,
Wholeheartedly,

Shes a baby,
On my knee
Shes the girl,
Growing free,

Shes a lover,
Entwined is she,
Not you, and her,
But "we"

Shes the woman,
That I see,
Smiling back,
Back at me.

"Everlasting Love" Poem by AbiJo~

2008-02-24T20:40:00.000-06:00

When was the day that I realized?
Really I haven't a clue,
But now our hearts are entwined,
Now they are one, not two,

All I can see is your love,
I've froze like a deer, in headlights,
Memorized by this feeling,
My heart has soared to great heights,

Far is the ground, I am flying,
Over the pain I had known,
And though my pain was consuming,
Far more, is the love you've shown,

I want to capture this feeling,
To keep it, to hide it away,
That I will have it always,
And can hold it, when blue skies turn gray,

But moonbeams will fall in the daylight,
Stars can't be held in one's hand,
Rose buds will fade and fold dear,
The ocean will pull from the sand,

Nothing in life is forever,
Nothing in life stays the same,
Even the heavens are changing,
And in time only love will remain,

So I give you this promise now dear,
That no matter, what life, God has planned,
My love for you will not faultier,
Through time, life and death it will stand.

"Love's Redemption" poem by Abbey~

2008-02-24T07:32:00.000-06:00

Dreams are rose buds,
Thorns may prick,
But blossoms,
Never will they stick,

Your the fool,
Who asks for night,
Choses darkness,
When theres light,

I'm the person,
Who loved you,
Still my love's,
Forever true,

Love's undying,
Lies die quick,
Flames burn out,
But not the wick,

Love's not reason,
For your shame,
My love is not,
A shallow game,

My heart sings,
Yours hides away,
Love will shine,
And light my way,

You run scared,
In time you'll see,
What we had,
What you can't flee,

Love's redemption,
Sets me free,
Love's alive,
Alive in me.

"Lubna the Faithful" poem by AB~

2008-02-12T18:17:00.000-06:00

Lubs the faithful,
Or so I should say,
Because shes still there,
When skies turn gray,

When she is happy,
You will know,
When she is sad,
Her blood she'll show,

Her feeling exposed,
For all to see,
Her heart is taken,
But her soul flies free,

Not to sweet,
Not to sour,
A book smart chick,
With feminine power,

Beauty on the inside,
Beauty on the out,
A beautiful girl,
Without a doubt,

Lubna smile,
For when you do,
You'll have the whole world,
Smiling with you.

"Lullaby" Poem By AB~

2008-01-21T18:31:00.000-06:00

Lullaby ,
lullaby,
Wipe your tears,
Don't you cry,

Baby's dreams,
Have gone away,
But love's alive,
And here to stay,

I'll hold you tight,
I won't let go,
Trust me not,
In time I'll show,

How strong, my love,
Has grown to be,
Baby,
Close your eyes for me,

Rock you gently,
Back to sleep,
Kiss your forehead,
When you weep,

I'm here,to comfort,
All your fears,
Dream your sweet dreams,
Dry your tears,

So baby smile,
Let nightmares go,
Because sweet babe,
I love you so.

"The Kill" poem by AB~

2008-01-13T19:10:00.001-06:00

A pit in my stomach,
An aching in my heart,
When will it end,
Why did it start,
The days drag on unending,
Sorrow falls like rain,
I want you in my life,
I want you back again,
I'm lost in this confusion,
Drowning in my tears,
Days , minutes, seconds,
All creep by like years,
Time has no purpose,
The future has no day,
Children have no laughter,
Sunrise has no ray,
People walk around me,
I barely know they're there,
Traffic passes slowly,
I don't even care,
Life is going forward,
I am sitting still,
Praying for my happiness,
Waiting for the kill.

"Awake" Poem by AB~

2007-10-25T18:49:00.000-05:00

Here's a story,
True as thy,
Holding not,
A hint of lie,
About a girl lost in pain,
She couldn't tell,
Her tears from rain,
In sad refrain,
She'd spend her nights,
Watching stars,
And distant lights,
Praying for,
Her dreams to fly,
But in her heart,
She felt she'd die,
And when the sun,
Came up to play,
She'd pray to bare,
Another day,
Days flew by,
And tears grew cold,
Dreams were dime,
But never sold,
She walked through life,
A ghost with eyes,
But then one day to her supprise,
She woke as if,
From in a dream,
And came to life,
A brillient beem,
For she found love,
And love embraced,
It shown upon,
Her fragile face,
Her eyes grew bright,
Her cheek rose red,
And dreams once more,
Filled her head,
Pretty notions,
Laughing mind,
Blowing were,
The river winds,
So carefree,
She thought she'd fly,
And as her days slipped,
Swiftly by,
The tears dried up,
And Joy replaced,
The pain that caused her heart to race,
And laughter caught her pretty eyes,
And shown beyond,
Her pale disguise,
Her beauty sailed and dreams took flight,
And now she calls the moon,
Each night,
To wake the stars,
That shine anew,
And welcome morning bright and blue,
You see this girls,
Found love within,
This story ends,
Let life begin.

"Let Sorrow Break" Poem by AB~

2007-10-25T18:44:00.002-05:00

Laughter dances,
Souls awake,
Dry your tears,
Let sorrow break,
Sounds of sadness,
Dead they lay,
Free your heart,
That joy may stay,
Calm your body,
Rest your feet,
Hands connect,
As minds meet,
Beads of hope,
Prayers to hold,
Clasped firmly,
Pure as gold,
Happy chatter,
Singing cheers,
Wash away,
Endless fears,
Caught in minutes,
Measured breath,
Holding time,
Safe from death,
Feelings stopped,
Pain earased,
Giving hearts,
May darkness chase,
Running backwards,
Falling free,
Blackbird fly,
Away from me.

"Clay" Poem By AB~

2007-10-25T18:44:00.001-05:00

Sitting in a pool of thoughts,
A tranquil distant dreaming,
Cool with widening ripples,
Glassy swirls are gleaming,
Colliding into chasm,
Sharply boldly crashing,
Upon my gentle mind,
Rising up and clashing,
Feeling the dawn of shame,
Losing it while I'm waiting,
Greedily hanging back,
Lost in distant hating,
Caress these retched demons,
Steely cold and beaming,
Hot there fiery eyes,
beady red and steaming,
Melting into peace,
Falling wide and asking,
Holding onto truth,
Torn while still unmasking,
Chasing into tears,
Pooling were I'm laying,
Pouring into dreams,
Quietly clasped and praying,
Floating in this sewage,
Hanging up the washing,
Thoughts are flowing back,
Turning black and tossing,
Return their proper placement,
Clay thats soft but setting,
Glad I'm holding back,
Feelings bound with netting,
Loosen free the ropes,
Hopes undone and flying,
Composure sweats away,
Fears are softly dying.

"Bleached" Poem By AB~

2007-10-25T18:42:00.000-05:00

Unmask this illness I'm feeling,
Wash the blemish from my mind,
Unload this guilt I am caring,
Leave this tension far behind,

Pale I feel, weak and broken,
Mend these seems I have stressed,
I am walking ,forward motion,
muddy stains upon my dress,

Indeed a print, hides its secrets,
But on pastels, they stand out clear,
Still on white, they are blaring,
Every sad mistake and fear,

And so I see stains so boldly,
Black as night, on light as day,
Dare I fill my world with colors,
When this filth won't clean away,

Bound I feel, in murky waters,
A ringing bell, can't be unsung,
So in puddles I am wadding,
All my hopes in sunshine hung,

I can't have life sit wasted,
Like a white dress with a stain,
I'll wear my shame and all unspoken,
And let the sun bleach out my pain.

"Boomerang" Poem by AB~

2007-10-25T18:40:00.000-05:00

I feel this whole deep inside me,
Like someone has drilled in my soul,
And the harder I try and fill it,
The farther I feel from my goal,
Today I felt brilliantly happy,
But behind all the joy, I felt pain,
And although I tried to erase it,
I felt it come back once again,
I don't want to feel all this sadness,
I wish I could just close a door,
And know it was gone forever,
But something inside me has tore,
And I don't know what part I have broken,
I don't know what piece I have lost,
And although I'll never stop searching,
Feeling this way has a cost,
It's shameful to never be happy,
To feel like you don't love yourself,
It batters the core of your being,
A takes a toll on your health,
In my mind, I feel rather crazy,
I know I'm not bad, like I feel,
I need to find love for myself,
And stop hating me, so I heal,
It sounds so simple and easy,
And I wish I knew the right way,
But this tare,inside me, isn't mending,
And this coats growing colder each day.

"She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not" Poem by AB~

2007-10-25T18:38:00.000-05:00

She loves me, she loves me not,
A silly game to play,
How could daisy's read your mind,
And know just what to say,

For even I can't guess your heart,
What thoughts you hide away,
Behind those gorgeous eyes,
Locked up tight to stay,

Let down your hair,come walk with me,
I want to hold your hand,
Laugh in the waves,dancing down the beach,
Our footprints in the sand,

We'll stay until the sun sets low,
And shadows touch your cheek,
Glassy moonbeams wipe them off,
And stars play hide and seek,

I want to know your every dream,
I live to hear you breath,
So tell me love, what threads do catch,
What tapestry you weave,

You eyelids close,like fairy dust,
What magic spells they cast,
Stopping time, they bind me tight,
And hold me firm and fast,

As they wake, I feel the sun,
Has risen just for me,
An angel dressed in moonlight robes,
Standing by the sea,

In that blink, both night and day,
My futures, in disguise,
So tell me what do daises know,
That hides behind those eyes.

"Our Garden" Poem by AB~

2007-09-10T16:36:00.000-05:00

I'm thinking I need you forgiveness,
For all of the things that I do,
Even though I'm asking,
It's not like I set out to hurt you,
I know sometimes I'm childish,
And tomorrow, seems far away,
I really I need to plan better,
And not just live for today,
I know our futures golden,
Your building it to be,
And though I too have hardships,
All your struggles, I know, are for me,
Maybe you think I am selfish,
That I can't see all that you do,
But if you could see my thoughts,
You'd see how much I respect you,
I totally think you're perfect,
Because you're, just what I need,
Everyone has flaws,
And every garden has a weed,
But what your planting special,
It's sprouts are pruned and planned,
And you know that it won't flourish,
If it's planted in all sand,
So your trying nourish the soil,
That our flower may blossom and grow,
And even though your still learning,
Your doing the best that you know,
Maybe you can't see its raining,
And the sun is shining bright to,
That when I seem to be selfish,
I'm really trying to show you,
Our gardens sprouting a rainbow,
It's growing right out of our tears,
The soil you think is sand, is rich,
And you need to let go of your fears,
Our flowers already have blossoms,
There in all of the things that we do,
And I guess when I ask your forgiveness,
What I'm trying to say is, I love you.

"Mermaid's Delight" Poem by AB~

2007-09-02T23:19:00.000-05:00

Light is seeping in my windows,
Behind the blinds I hide away,
Though the sunlights gladly calling,
I won't go outside today,
My bodys weak, and I am shaky,
My face is flushed my cheeks all red,
Sleepless nights, alone awaking,
Today I'll rest and stay in bed.
But in my head my thoughts do wander,
Wander far beyond my doors,
To differant times, and differant places,
Differant lands, differant shores.
Salty air, my boat is sinking,
I'm sucked down, beyond the light,
Under waves I am falling,
Down were it is black as night,
Yet a shimmer,I grown closer,
What is it, and who are they,
Undersea, the sunlights breaking,
Now the waters bright as day,
Dasling fins, silver scales,
I look to see my legs no more,
Under water I am breathing,
Like I did upon the shore,
Wrapping 'round my face and breasts,
My hair tangles in seedweed,
Little fish around me flicker,
Showing off there grace and speed,
Tiny bubbles gentaly tickle,
Carress my arms as they rise,
Jelly fish float like bloosoms,
I cannot belive my eyes.
Like a fish I move my body,
Pushing towards the shining light,
Undersea a world is waking,
Breaking forth mermaid delight,
Now amoung them I am swiming,
Flowing hair,glistning tailes,
Singing sweety under water,
Sun reflecting off there scales,
Faster, faster they are swirling,
Around and round my dizzy head,
I awake and I am sitting,
All alone, and safe in bed.
Gone the mermen,
Gone the mermaid,
No more Jelly fish or reef,
Rescude from the chilly waters,
I breath a sigh of sweet relief.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath,
Back to sleep, I drift away,
Still I hear the mermaids singing,
Concshells calls, guide back my way.

"Open Your Wings" Poem by AB~

2007-09-01T13:38:00.000-05:00

Sing little birdie,sing your song,
Sing about the sky,
Sing with all you vioce,
The tears, you could not cry,
Open up your wings,
Catch a lonley breeze,
Sail into the heavens,
Don't look back for me,
Find a gental place to rest,
Sit apon a star,
Sing of all the dreams,you dream,
Sing of who you are,
And when the moring blossoms,
When the sunlight breaks,
Breath your song the morning dew,
And in your mind awake,
Thoughts wet with clover,
Frangraced wet with dew,
Little bird,hold dear your song,
For it's unque to you,
It flows apon your heartstrings,
It vibrates in your soul,
And on your lips it finds its way,
It's vioce will make you whole,
And when your sung your last note,
Come swiftly back to sit,
Apon my tiny window,
Were first your dreams were light.

"Let Tears Fall Like Rain" Poem by AB~

2007-09-01T13:35:00.000-05:00

I want to be a child,
To cry and not feel shame,
That I can't fix the sadness,
That I have come to claim,
Because youre not the reason,
I find it on my own,
And even when your with me,
I feel so all alone,
I know it's not your fault,
I hide myself away,
And even if you asked me why,
I know I couldn't say,
It's something deep inside me,
I'm broken clean in two,
The me that you see,
The me I hide from you,
Even when you think you know,
You really have no clue,
Smiles don't tell a thing,
It's a mask I wear for you,
I'm not a happy person,
For me to laughs a lie,
Because when I laugh,
I really want to cry,
I know it sounds so immiture,
So pittiful and lame,
And even as I cry,
I'm building up more shame,
Shame I can't release the pain,
Shame I can't break free,
That I am not in control,
My emotions have the best of me,
So let me have my blanket,
Let tears fall like rain,
Let me be alone,
Let me feel my pain.

"Lost" Poem By AB~

2007-08-19T10:02:00.000-05:00

Sometimes darkness creeps into the day
And nothing I do
Seems to chase it away
And deep in my sorrow
I sink like a stone
To a deep distant place
Were I am alone
And although I can see it
I cant reach the light
And were ever I turn
All I feel is the night
In trenched in my sorrow
I fall further down
Spiraling deeper
Around and around
Until I hit bottom
And I wish I could die
Because life without love
Is truly a lie
And If someone loves me
I push them away
Because loving myself
Must come first,as they say
I need to believe
And trying so hard
But you can't love yourself
When you hate who you are
So I'm trying to change
And find the right me
Someone I love
The one I can be
In the dark I m lost
And I cant see the light
And I really don't know
If it daytime or night
But if there's a shimmer
I will rise on that day
And pray for the sun
To chase darkness away
And for that loved me
To stand in my shoes
And pull myself up
To the life I would choose
Were I could be happy
And never see hate
Because hating yourself
Is hideous fate
searching the darkness
I'm grasping for hope
For me to be strong
And throw me a rope
To pull myself up
To heal my sick mind
And until I do this
You must leave me behind
Because you too will fall
If you don't turn away
For the bags that I carry
Are my bills to pay
Your credit is good
But you cant win a fight
When my tears wet the wick
Of your candle at night

"Tears of the Past" Poem By AB~

2007-08-19T09:54:00.000-05:00

The sun is quickly setting
Another day has passed
Fallen to time
Time thats going fast
Once she was so little
Sitting naked on the ground
Playing with dirt
And small sticks
That she'd found
That child turned to four
Realized she was alone
No one seemed to notice
She was shatter to the bone
That little girl turned six
And her tears fell like rain
Not a single person guessed
She was burdened deep with shame
As she turned eight
She was salaam, she was grown
The little girl inside
Had grown wings and had flow
Elven passed quickly
All tears were hidden deep
Though inside the pain was rising
Not a moment did she weep
Fourteen stands before you
A woman to the eyes
Only inside she was frozen
And a child in a disguise
Sweet sixteen brought troubles
And her heart forever cried
But the tears that she was weeping
Were falling safe inside
Eighteen years to suffer
She wanted free from pain
Crying still forbidden
She felt she'd go insane
Twenty, twenty one
A child no more
Living on her own
Her clothes
Thrown out the door
Twenty three, twenty six
The years quickly passed
A family of her own
The twenties speed by fast
Twenty eight twenty nine
At last shes feeling free
But all tears shes lost
Are coming back to me.

"Sunakshi" poem by Abbey~

2007-08-19T09:50:00.000-05:00

Alone she sits crying,
Her heart in her tears,
Alone she is dying,
But he doesn't care,
Shes knows that she loves him,
But why can't she see,
If he doesn't love her,
She's better off free,
She's vibrant and youthful,
She's everyone joy,
But she is a woman,
And not someones toy,
She needs to stand up,
And feel her embrace,
Love who she is,
And not give love chase,
For love that is true,
Love that is pure,
Will come to you freely,
And stay evermore.

"Nature's Gift" Poem by AB~

2007-08-01T21:07:00.000-05:00

Oh beautiful world I love you,
Everything under the sun,
From the shoreline to the mountians,
Your cup has over run,
You've everything to offer,
All I'll ever need,
I simply ask it's given,
No need to beg or plead,
On a sandy beach I find it,
Or on a mountians side,
Reflected back in blue lagoons,
And in the oceans wide,
It's hidden in your forrests,
And dancing in starlight,
Baking in the desserts heat,
Or in cool breeze at night,
It's rolling in clover fields,
And under a moonlight sky,
It's found in every leaf and branch,
And in watching a daisy seed fly,
Magic is all around us,
In every thing I see,
Nature has a gift to give,
And it's given it's gift to me,
Just look and you will see it,
If nature is something you prize,
A world of gifts is waiting for you,
It's right here....open your eyes.

"Paint The Rain" Poem by AB

2007-07-21T18:48:00.000-05:00

Lightning crashes,
Through the sky,
In the wind,
Leaves fly high,
I am cozy,
Safe indoors,
While out my window,
Thunder roars,
Fragrant smells,
Fill the air,
Moss and mushrooms,
Soon appear,
Outside the raindrops,
Sing and play,
I watch it fall,
On a stormy day,
Through the panes,
Like in a trance,
Mezmorized by,
The droplets dance,
Down the glass,
Like glossy eyes,
The rain stares back,
As heaven crys.

"Tommarrow's Dreams" Poem by AB

2007-07-19T20:44:00.000-05:00

I want to hold tommarrow,
To know that it will be,
That everything I've dreamed of,
Is waiting there for me.
I want to know you love me,
And by me you will stand,
Pulling me closer,
Holding tight my hand.
I want to know you hear this,
To know that, I love you,
It's not just a thing I say,
But in everything I do.
I want to know you feel me,
Because I feel you,
Loves pulling on my heartstrings,
It's musics pure and true.
I love you in the mornning,
I love you still at noon.
I love you in the evening,
And under the bright moon.
Even in the twilight,
When the sun slips out of sight,
My love for you has stary eyes,
That guides my love through night.
And when the moonbeams kiss you,
Dancing on your face,
Rember that tommarrows dreams,
Are not an endless chase.

"Chasing Rainbows" Poem by AB

2007-07-12T20:58:00.000-05:00

I need you to be,
All you promised to be,
To feel your breath,
Close to me,
To look in your eyes,
And feel your heart,
To hold me tight,
And never part,
To be the one,
That rocks me to sleep,
Kiss me awake,
Stay stronge,when I weep,
To grasp what I can't,
And rise when I fall,
To break down my door,
When I put up my wall,
When the suns going down,
To stay at my side,
And into the sunset,
Togeather we'll ride.

"Suburban Mermaid" Poem By AB

2007-07-09T22:15:00.000-05:00

The sound of running water,

Like a luliby,

Soothing as a rainshower,

Falling from the sky,

Floating in a warm bath,

My hair like seagrass,

Daydream my day away,

As the hours pass,

Bubbles in my ears,

Water creeps around,

Covering like a blanket,

Blocking out the sound,

All I hear are trickles,

A soundtrack in my head,

Lost in my daydreams,

In my watery bed.

"Cast Away" Poem by AB~

2007-06-16T15:42:00.000-05:00

I wrote a poem in the sand,

The waves met my tears,

Caring away my words,

Lost at sea for years.

Like a message in a bottle,

Kissed by sunshine,

My thoughts traveled far away,

Bobbing with the brine.

And on a distant beach,

They washed up with the tide,

Along with my tears,

The waves had sought to hide.

There I'm waiting for you,

I'm calling out your name,

Oceans can't dilute my love,

Nor extinguish loves flame.

My heart beats with the water.

My tears wet all the land.

My passion rides the waves.

Loves touched each grain of sand.

"Story of a Butterfly" By AB~

2007-05-31T19:54:00.000-05:00

There was a little butterfly,
Who lived among the flowers,
Sipping dewdrops from the daises,
And passing by the hours.
Her wings were brightly colored,
Like a rainbow after rain,
And all the other butterflies,
Compare to her looked plain.
They very often teased her,
And sometimes she felt alone,
But she liked the green valley,
And the daisies were her home.
The one day she started thinking,
What was out beyond the trees,
Near the skyline of the valley,
Home to butterflies and bees.
So the butterfly went flying,
To see the world below,
She left the little valley,
But she knew not were she'd go,
She didn't want for nectar,
All the flowers lost there taste,
And there colors lacking something,
Though there petals she had graced.
So she started on her journey,
Out of valley green,
Over field,lakes, and cities,
Something she had never seen.
Her dreams they spurred her on,
So she flew into the night,
Until the sun came up,
Beautiful and bright.
The sun was warm and comforting,
The sky a vast blue sea,
And the butterfly realized,
That there she felt carefree,
For though she loved the flowers,
And the green fields held allure,
The blue skies made her feel,
Something beautiful and pure.
So she flew even higher,
Into heavens bright blue hair,
And she never did come down,
She's still flying way up there.
Now she lives among the clouds,
And drinks the morning's dew,
And she found something better,
Friendships rare and true.
For all the birds they love her,
They bring her flowers sweet,
And every other thing,
That a butterfly would eat.
She sleeps upon a feather,
On top the tallest tree,
And you know that little butterfly,
Is happy as can be.
When the sun begins to set,
You see her colors bright,
They paint the pale blue clouds,
As the day gives way to night.
And as the sun begins to rise,
She wakes and flies up high,
Spreading colors with her wings,
Across the morning sky.

"Missing You" Poem by AB~

2007-05-31T18:49:00.001-05:00

I wish we could talk,

I wish we could kiss,

When you are not here,

Oh, the things that I miss,

I miss your kind words,

I miss your sweet voice,

You would not leave,

If I had a choice,

I keep you right here,

I'd not let you go,

I stay by your side,

'Cause I love you so,

I would kiss you all day,

I would kiss you all night,

I would not let you sleep,

We'd make love 'till the light,

We could walk in the rain,

And sing in the sun,

I know we'd be happy,

We always have fun,

We could order in pizza,

And stay home all day,

We don't need to talk,

'Cause I know what you'd say,

We could cuddle in winter,

And kiss as we do,

And in the spring time,

We could kiss then to,

We could go for some coffee,

And sip it all day,

I'd stare in your eyes,

'til you looked away,

I wish I could keep you,

But I'll let you go,

I know you'll be back,

For you love me , I know.

"Kaeidoscope of Memories" By AB ~

2007-05-18T09:59:00.000-05:00

Making a kaleidoscope,
Of scenes captured,
Distant memories,
Time has fractured,
Not forgotten,
Not intact,
Tastes, and smells, and dreams,
Bring back,
There colors bright,
As sun shine through,
Holding tight,
My memories of you,
The way you smiled,
The games we played,
Warms my heart,
Every day,
Fragmented reflections,
Meld to make,
Pictures strong,
That time can't take.

"In Your Arms" Poem by AB ~

2007-05-01T21:38:00.000-05:00

In your arms I feel happy,

In your arms I feel free,

In your arms I'm all woman,

In your arms I am me,

Soft embrace, your heart is beating,

I feel your breath upon my cheek,

In your arms I am stronger,

But in your arms, I feel weak.

Your body's heat, it draws me closer,

Our body's meld, to yours mine pours,

Though in your arms, I'm am separate,

In your arms I'm all yours.

And when you whisper, that you love me,

My soul forever sings your name,

For words of truth, bells have motion,

Our love is not a shallow game.

So doubter pass, do not begrudge us,

Leave doubts at our door,

For in these arms I am taken,

We'll hold this love forevermore.

"Dreamy Eyes" Poem By AB ~

2007-02-22T19:27:00.000-06:00

Dreamy eyed one,

Alone you sit,

Quite and still,

Eyes alight,

A mind on fire,

Your souls a blaze,

Your thoughts puzzle,

A intricate maze,

Lost in dreams,

That never die,

Even as,

The world rolls by,

And in the shadows,

Cast by night,

Your eyes lids close,

And dreams take flight,

Morning breaks,

Dreams are new,

May dreams in dreamy eyes,

Come true.

"I Had a Dream About You" Poem By AB ~

2007-02-18T08:59:00.000-06:00

I had a dream about you,
We were walking hand in hand,
The oceans waves were beating,
As our feet sunk in the sand.

I had a dream about you,
We were lying in the grass,
Watching clouds, high above,
As the time did pass.

I had a dream about you,
We were sitting in a tree,
Talking 'bout our childhood,
And the times to be.

I had a dream about you,
We were nestled in some hay,
I tickled you with straw,
And you wrestled it away.

I had a dream about you,
In a small cafe for tea,
I was starring in your eyes,
They were staring back at me.

I had a dream about you,
We were reading in the shade,
The birds were singing to us,
As together their we laid.

I had a dream about you,
Rain running down your face,
I went to wipe it off,
And we kissed in sweet embrace.

I had a dream about you,
The sun was sinking low,
We both new what the time was,
But neither cared to go.

"Lost in the Leaves" Poem by AB ~

2007-01-03T21:06:00.000-06:00

As a child, Id climb to the top of a tree,

And rest on a limb ,way up high,

Alone I would sit, quite and still,

For hours I'd stare at the sky,

Perched in the branches, I'd let troubles go,

Like dry leaves , they'd all fall away,

Replaced by my dreams, I'd create a new world,

Were sky's would be blue everyday,

In my dreams I'd ride dragons, and carry a sword,

In a sheath that was covered with jewels,

Protected by magic, I could never be killed,

I'd defeat all the demons and ghouls.

I lived among fairies , and for me they 'd dance,

I too knew the steps in my dreams,

From a cup made of leaves, I'd drink morning dew,

And with faire's dance on moon beams,

Even when raindrops, slid down my nose,

And too my wet back my shirt clung,

Lost in the forest, nestled in leaves,

High in trees daydreams hung.

"Untitled" Poem By AB ~

2006-11-27T17:34:00.000-06:00

She gazed from her perch on her saddle,
Over a yellow gold sea,
The wind playing games with her hair,
She sat looking wild and free.

Her eyes sparkle bright with wild pleasure,
Her lips tasting the air,
Lost in the voice of the meadow,
Feeling the breath of her mare.

Her clothes were dingy and worn,
Her hands were hardened by strife,
But her spirit shown hopeful and vibrant,
She beamed, overflowing with life.

So I watched her as if I was frozen,
Mesmerized by her sight,
Wanting to talk to this beauty,
And not have her flee out of fright.

But her horse brought her quick to attention,
And through the grass and dry brush,
Her eyes darted boldly across me,
And I felt my blood give a rush.

She flashed a fierce look of defiance,
As she beaconed me into her view,
Her childish voice sounded shaky,
And I felt my own hands shaking too.

Forward I stepped with my burdens,
Setting them down at my feet,
I'm just passing through I said shyly,
Not wanting our eyes to meet.

She searched 'til caught my demeanor,
Then she brushed back her silky dark hair,
I was skinny, and tired and weakened,
By no food, sun, and dry air.

She soften and lowered her voice,
Murmuring ,Well, there's nothing around,
I nervously shuffle my feet and nodded,
Kicking, the rocks on the ground.

Her mares hot breath drawing closer,
I saw that the girl had no shoes,
The saddle she sat on was weathered,
And her legs were all battered and bruised.....to be continued

"The Box" Poem by AB ~

2006-10-15T01:47:00.000-05:00

It was dark,and his eyes, in the shadows,
Glowed like hot charcoal,
And his words cracked, as he tugged on his beard,
As smoke from his rough mouth rolled.

It is magic he said, worth more than gold,
And its likes you never will find,
It will make dreams come true,and it's up to you,
But it is one of a kind.

I felt my heart shiver, and my cold fingers shake,
As I pulled from my purse what I had,
For his beady eyes gazed, and he didn't seem sane,
So to leave with my life, I was glad.

I was sure he'd run off, when my money he had,
But he pulled from the shadows a box,
It wasn't much,and it weighed in my hands,
Like a chest, filled fully, with rocks.

Then he pocketed my coins, dropped his cig,
And he quickly slipped out of sight,
The stillness brought chills, for evening had passed,
And the moon, overhead, glistened bright.

Not a second, I lingered, for the streets were not safe,
And the next meeting might wield a knife,
For the beggars, and thieves, were hardly polite,
And I'd no gold, to barter my life.

My quarters weren't far, not a palace I had,
But a room at an old run-down inn,
And although, it was damp, and shared with rats,
It was paid for, and hardly a sin.

I had worked in a yard, loading ships late at night,
But now, worked a small shop by day,
Selling trinkets and cloth, and though it not much,
And the owner was kind with my pay.

The light from the inn chased back the night,
And I felt ,safe at last, close to home,
I promised myself, that never this late,
In boredom, the streets would I roam.

I'd forgotten of my buy, tucked in my coat,
Safety was first on my mind,
But the smell of sweet snuff,and it sheer weight and size,
Was more than enough, to remind.

My room was lit, with a rusty old lamp,
And I cursed at my own foolish mind,
For walking at night, losing my rent,
And leaving a light lamp behind.

I loosened my coat, and I took out the box,
And I shut tight my broken slat door,
In my one room I knelt, close to my bed,
Setting the box on the floor.

What a bargain, I thought, not worth my week's rent,
With my eyes feeling quiet close to tears,
Too manly to cry, I wiped my cheek,
And tried to push back my fears.

I lifted the lid, and jumped back with surprise,
The box was not rocks, like I'd thought,
I did nothing but stare, my eyes must deceive,
For I couldn't believe what I'd bought.

All my hopes, the box held, all my dreams had come true,
I could see my children, my wife,
My future was all I had wished it to be,
What I had was a wonderful life.

In a flash, it was gone, sucked back in the box,
But a feeling of peace I now owned,
In silence I stood, too dazed to move,
Once again, in my room, all alone.

What magic, I thought, or is this a dream,
It's visions still stuck in my head,
But I was awake, on the floor was the box,
Near my feet, at the foot of my bed.

Empty, it sat, there was nothing inside,
As it's shadow danced plain on the wall,
And I lifted it up, and now it felt light,
Like a chest, with no rocks at all.

I pulled tight my coat, flung open the door,
And fled my tiny, stale room,
Into the night, with no fear at all,
I plunged, like thread through a loom.

Down to the docks, where I'd worked many nights,
When life had been worse than this day,
And near the thick ropes, where boats were tied,
I tossed the box far away.

As it disappeared, beneath the dark waves,
The waters flashed bright with a glow,
The sea splashed my face, and the wind bit my bones,
The box sank in the depths, far below.

Standing in disbelief, of what I had done,
I heard a laugh, break the night,
In the shadows, he stood, with his cigarette lit,
And smoke curling thick through the light.

His eyes growing thin, he bent to the ground,
And pulled my wage from his boot,
Tossed back my coins,and gave me a grin,
Like a pirate, sharing his loot.

As the shadows consumed him, I heard his voice say,
Don't worry, your dreams will come true,
I too looked inside, and indeed, you were there,
You see, now your box, is in you.

"Sing Your Song" by AB ~

2006-10-03T21:40:00.000-05:00

Sing your song, I'll listen,
It's your unique, to you,
Everyone, has their own version,
To them, their song is true,
As we grow are songs change,
Deeper, steady, strong,
No one's song is perfect,
No one's song is wrong,
All have imperfections,
Beauty has it's flaws,
Roses have there thorns,
Kittens have there claws,
One alone's, a solo,
Two's duality,
When the whole worlds singing,
We'll live in harmony.

"That, Wich They Teach Me" By AB

2006-09-29T18:02:00.000-05:00

Blue is the sky,
Green are the trees,
Fresh is the cool morning air,
Children playing,
Children laughing,
Like, they've never a care,
Merry their laughter,
Just like sweet music,
Gladly they chatter and play,
Running and jumping,
Dancing and singing,
Blowing bubbles away,
They are my teachers,
They teach resilience,
Every days precious and new,
Too keep on believing,
Too keep on loving,
It matters each day what you do,
Even in sorrow,
They lift my spirits,
Just like a feather on air,
What I teach them,
Feels so little,
To what they teach, in compare,
They are golden,They are magic,
They keep me young as they are,
A panacea,A fountain of youth,
They have more power by far.

"That of Dreams" Poem by AB ~

2006-09-20T20:54:00.000-05:00

I want to be a princess,
With gorgeous flowing hair,
Walk around my gardens,
With all my lady's fair,
I want to be a mermaid,
And swim around the sea,
Have all they pretty fish,
Adore and envy me,
I want to be a fairy,
Among the mushrooms sing,
Dance around the flowers,
And float on silver wings,
I want to be a robin,
And find the tallest tree,
There I'd sit for hours,
Were no one would find me,
I want to be a butterfly,
And visit every bloom,
Flowers, pollen, nectar,
My every taught consume,
I want to be a shinning star,
That hangs in heaven bright,
Glowing stronger, than the moon,
Each and every night,
I want to be a bubble,
The brine, oceans lace,
Floating were it takes me,
After waves, I'd chase,
I want to be a fuzzy seed,
That catches in the breeze,
Higher,higher,in the wind,
Over all the trees,
I want to be a snow flake,
Falling from the sky,
I'd find a rosy cheek to kiss,
And there I would fly,
I want to be a flame,
Dancing in the night,
Filling hearts, with desire,
Charming with my light,
I want to be a petal,
Plucked from a rose,
Touched to a lovers lips,
As loves proposed,
I want to be a babe again,
On my Fathers knee,
Listen to his heart beat,
As he comforts me.

"The Day We Meet" by AB ~

2006-09-13T20:31:00.000-05:00

Sometimes I sit, and dream,
Of the day we'll meet,
About, how you'll look at me,
And how my heart will beat,
My eyes fixed, shinning bright,
They'll hold, a warm embrace,
Bluer then they've ever been,
A smile upon my face,
I know I will be trembling,
As, I take, your hand,
The world, revolve around us,
As together, we will stand,
In your arms, I'll melt away,
And shyly hide my face,
From your loving glances,
That cause my heart to race,
I'll rest my head against your chest,
Your breath will draw my near,
All my pain will melt away,
And joy replace my fear,
Looking up, I'll see a smile,
On your sweet brown lips,
And from your precious mouth,
I'll take some precious sips,
I love you now, I'll love you always,
Forever yours I'll stay,
And in my thoughts, I'll hold this dream,
Until that distant day.

"The Dream" Poem by AB ~

2006-09-02T18:36:00.000-05:00

I have previously flipped,
I have previous lingered,
Through the pages,
Previous fingered,
But this time was different,
And the words, filled my head,
With vivid pictures,
Of my book, as I read,
Then under the shade,
Of this old twisted tree,
Gently resting,
At it's knee,
I slipped into trance,
And fell in a heap,
My mind swept away,
I slipped into sleep,
I was standing alone,
Wind on my face,
Holding a feather,
In a distant place,
Sand under my sandles,
Water touching my toes,
The warmth of the sun,
As it shined on my nose,
I was watching the skyline,
As waves tossed at my feet,
Waiting for something,
Or someone to meet,
Then, I let loose the feather,
And it swept out to sea,
Just like my dreams,
Had taken me,
As I watch it go,
I bent to the sand,
And in the warm earth,
I wrote, with my hand,
As waves, consumed,
Whatever I wrote,
I saw what I thought,
Might be a boat,
I glimmer of silver ,
Were the sky meets the sea,
And in my dreams knew,
It was you, coming for me,
I woke from my dream,
As my heart gave a leap,
I called out your name,
As I rose from my sleep,
In my hand, was my book,
On my lap was a feather,
It was worn and aged,
By time and weather,
It's tip, was all blacked,
Because it was a quill,
Lost in the pages,
Over time, it stayed still,
Where it had been hidden,
In the binds of the book,
Lost, and forgotten,
Were no one would look,
And there, in black ink,
Their was scribble a note,
It said, you are gone,
The sea stole you're boat,
But I'll wait for you, always,
My pen in my hand,
I'll love you, forever,
On the shoreline, I stand.

2006-08-24T20:53:00.000-05:00

After midnight,

Alone I sit,

Still and quit,

I relax a bit,

All day long,

I've had something to do,

To busy to think,

But I still taught of you,

I wish you were here,

'Cause I am awake,

I've still work to do,

But I'm taking a break,

Wherever you are,

My heart tags along,

Whatever you sing,

My heart knows that song,

I finish your sentences,

You finish mine,

Your voice melts my heart,

And makes my eyes shine,

So when your away,

I wish you were here,

But though you are not,

I'm still with you dear.

"No Rain in Sight" Poem by AB ~

2006-08-24T20:33:00.000-05:00

The air so heavy,
My hair sticks to my cheek,
It feels like a sauna,
For the second week,
The heat is unbearable,
The sun beating down,
The ground is so dry,
Sand blows all around,
It's still by the lake,
The water receded,
The frogs are in hiding,
Rainstorms are needed,
Baked by the sun,
The mud's dry and cracking,
But overhead,
The clouds we're still lacking,
The sky is all blue,
Just a hint of white trim,
But nothing to boast of,
The forecast looks grim,
More sun on the way,
Relief only at night,
As the heat sinks in,
With no rain in sight.

"Crimson and Blue" By AB ~

2006-08-22T21:04:00.000-05:00

The curtains glow gold, as the sunsets,

Then rose, then the blackness of night,

I sit by my window, thinking,

Until the sun slips out of sight,

Still, in repose I do liger,

Lost, in a storm, in my mind,

I try to focus and regroup,

Try, to relax and unwine,

I hear, all the sounds, in the distance,

And closer the babes in there beds,

I'm thinking, of all, we've been through,

And all ,over time, we have said,

This last year has been like a dream, love,

We have come, so far, since that day,

I do not know why you liked me,

And why, over time ,you did stay,

But I know, ever day, I have loved you,

And every day, that love, does grow,

I can't say I know the whole future,

But I'll love you more, each day, I know,

Clouds have silver linings,

But tonight they were crimson and blue,

The crimson was for me, dear,The blue, well, it's for you,

Are riches are not found in diamonds,

Are Jewels, are not set in gold,

Are wealth is not counted in rupees or dollars,

But in all of the love that we hold.

"I'm Still With You Dear" Poem by AB ~

2006-08-20T07:30:00.000-05:00

After midnight,
Alone I sit,
Still and quit,
I relax a bit,
All day long,
I've had something to do,
To busy to think,
But I still taught of you,
I wish you were here,
'Cause I am awake,
I've still work to do,
But I'm taking a break,
Wherever you are,
My heart tags along,
Whatever you sing,
My heart knows that song,
I finish your sentences,
You finish mine,
Your voice melts my heart,
And makes my eyes shine,
So when your away,
I wish you were here,
But though you are not,
I'm still with you dear.

"Friends Are Like Flowers" Poem by AB ~

2006-08-20T07:27:00.000-05:00

First the bud appears,
Then the petals show,
As they slowly open,
Their colors, you will know,
Friends they are like flowers,
Unique in every way,
And they will show there colors,
Brighter ever day,
As you get to know them,
You see their colors true,
The frailest of friends,
Will wilt in front of you,
Other friends are stronger,
And spread their vital seeds,
Vigorous, as a daisy,
They grow among the weeds,
It matters very little, their variety,
Like flowers, ever friend you find,
Is special as can be.

"To Be Me" Poem by AB ~

2006-08-17T19:22:00.000-05:00

Towards, the sunset I drift,
Sliding into the light,
Fading into the shadows,
Quietly out of sight,
Bold only when needs do arise,
Shyly the peace I seek,
I want to revive in the twilight,
Were I can expose and be meek,
Too long I have pushed to my limits,
I need that soft place to fall,
The mountains and woods look inviting,
And to my lost soul, they do call,
I long for a quit surrounding,
To sit in a field , a wheat sea,
Stare up at the clouds high above me,
Uncover my thoughts, and be free,
To float in a spring, a pool of blue tears,
To climb to the top tree,
To dance on a hillside, to feel the earths breath,
Fall, into myself, to be me.

"I Must Be Dreaming" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-24T20:34:00.000-05:00

The universe has kissed me,
Blessed I am to no end,
The karma I have sown,
I am reaping,
I pray that this dream never ends,
In trenched in my darkness, you shook me,
Then I stepped into the light,
The courage and joy I was seeking,
Was hidden by sorrow and fright,
Our love, will bind us together,
But love will free us too,
I feel my spirit lifting,
And sending my love to you,
Dreams are songs of lovers,
And my songs sung for you,
I know that you to are singing,
Your song is pure and true,
Its melody you taught me,
In harmony we'll sing,
But if you ever pinch me,
I wont awake from this dream.

"My Flower" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-24T20:31:00.000-05:00

Daisy's,
lily's,
daffodils,
Is it true,
You love me still,
Pansy's,
Orchids,
Roses too,
None of them,
Compare to you,
Hibiscus,
Jasmine,
Honeysuckle,
Gardenias,
Iris,
Periwinkle,
All of these,
Are nice to see,
But your,
The passion flower for me.

"Loving this Day" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-24T19:59:00.000-05:00

When you said "love you",
I taught I was dreaming,
But when I woke up,
You were still here for me,
I am so happy,
I feel like a child,
I still can't believe,
That you want us to be,
Blissful emotions,
Are swirling around me,
The feelings are like,
No others before,
Your voice is so calming,
It makes me surrender,
When I see your smile,
I melt to the floor,
Lonely no more,
The restlessness settles,
The feelings of joy,
And hope in my life,
I wish I could claim,
This magical feeling,
You have erased The grief, pain and strife,
The future is brighter,
My days have more meaning,
I am in love,
And loving this day,
I want you to know,
That I'll love you for ever,
This feeling I'm having,
Is with me to stay.

"Saving my Kisses" by AB ~

2006-07-24T19:38:00.000-05:00

As we say good bye,

I try to laugh,

But my cheeks, cannot stay dry,

I try to hold the tears,

But I love you so,

My dear,

You will be on my mind,

My thoughts,

Left behind,

I hold a genital smile,

Even thaugh,

I'm crying all the while,

I'll save for you a kiss,

Your words,

I'll dearly miss,

But when you go away,

Your love,

With me,

Will stay,

Make me feel safe,

And sets my soul free,

Your love the rarest find,

Your laugh healths pain,

Your voice so sweet and kind,

I walk aloe, as in a trance,

Forever your's,

Our love my final dance,

My love, come swiftly back to me,

Your safe return,

To God, my final plea,

And every morning,

when the day is new,

I will rise, and look for you,

The day I see, your smiling face,

With my eyes, I'll hold,

And will embrace,

Left hanging here,

Suspended, stuck in time,

My heart,

With yours entwined,

"Unbreakable" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-24T19:34:00.000-05:00

Simple,
Sweet,
Unbending,
Unbeatable,
Unbreakable,
Unending,
Within,
Without,
With purpose,
Undividable,
Unforgettable,
Mysterious,
With me,
With you,
Content,
Watch me,
Love you,
Omnipotent,

"My Child" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-24T19:23:00.000-05:00

Peaceful ,
Angelic eyes,
Never telling,
Any lies,
Silently you lay there,
Without ever a care,
Your soul is open,
And free,
How we all wish to be,
Little and small,
Queen of us all,
Princess of love,
My little dove,
Just happy to be,
Asleep next to me.

"Frozen" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-24T19:20:00.000-05:00

As the darkness sleeps around me,
Waiting for the day to break,
I am sitting here, in silence,
Quietly, no one to wake,
The chilly air, is clear, and piercing,
It bights my bones, and numbs my toes,
And as I sit alone and thinking,
I wonder if your heart has froze,
I think of days, when you were with me,
You always had, something to say,
About the way the world is changing,
Another theory ever day,
You could tell your dreams for hours,
Explain inventions that you made,
Draw a picture, here beside me,
But then the memories do fade,
So what has happened to this dreamer,
Have dreams turned, to hate and rage,
Or have they frozen in the cold wind,
Lost in time, Or bounded or caged,
Time will wait for no ones feelings,
We all grow old, as time ticks by,
And frozen hearts lay wait in silence,
Happiness to them a lie.

"A Seed Left Planted" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-24T19:16:00.000-05:00

When I go back, and view, my life,
I hope that it will read,
like this poem I leave behind,
Planted like a seed,
This person loved to live,
And lived to love and pray,
She dreamed of peace for everyone,
And of a better day,
Were wars were never waged,
And Mothers never cried,
Were baby's didn't starve to death,
In hunger left to die,
Were brothers didn't kill, there brothers,
And never beat there wives,
Were people found simple ways,
To fulfill and love there lives,
Were all the creatures had respect,
Each found there place on earth,
Were children grew to love themselves,
Knowing of there worth,
And if I died tomorrow,
I hope someone would say,
She shared her dreams with others,
And helped me find my way.

"On the Other Side of the Night" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-24T19:10:00.000-05:00

In the morning when I wake,
I think of you,
In the night,
And in the evening to,
When it's dusk, and the sun , is going down,
It's only hours,
'till for you it's coming 'round,
And when the morning light,
Is almost here,
Your day is almost over,
Evening near,
We live in different places,
Different times,
Our lives have different rhythms,
Different rhymes,
But, like me, you have the same amazing sun,
It is yours,
When my days fully done,
And we share the same yellow moon,
When it gone here,
It will be there very soon,
All the stars that shined for me, so clear and bright,
They will soon be yours,
To shine their dazzling light,
It doesn't matter that my night,
Is your day,
We find the time to be together anyway,
And together we can dream of the night,
We'll hold hands until the sun comes into sight,
Lying , side bye side,we'll watch our first sunrise,
That we've always seen before ,
With different eyes.

" I Have Seen a Place of Beauty" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:45:00.000-05:00

I have seen a place of beauty,
It is far beyond today,
But in my mind I see it clearly,
And in my dreams I know the way,
I see you standing there beside me,
I hear your voice,
I see your face,
Even when you may not know it,
You are with me, in this place,
When the nights are dark and cloudy,
I close my eyes, and drift away,
To this place were I am happy,
Dreaming of a distant day.

"Reaching For the Light" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:42:00.000-05:00

I reach for the sun,
And it sinks through my skin,
Basking in warmth,
As the light flows in,
It shines through my windows,
And through glass doors pours,
I'm hiding inside,
I wonder what for,
The sun is inviting,
It calls out my name,
But I sitting inside,
Feeling insane,
I have no idea,
What holds me inside,
Or what is the reason,
That I want to hide,
Invisible chains,
Hold me indoors,
As light streams through my windows,
And knocks on the doors.

"Breaking Hearts" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:34:00.000-05:00

What do you do when they are waking,
What do you do when they are in school,
Were have you gone when they are sleeping,
Do you feel happy,
Do you feel cool,
Are you with her, when they are crying,
When they are sick,
Do you even care,
You say that you miss them,
But are lying,
If you miss them,
Why aren't you here ,
If she loved you,
She wouldn't ask you,
To leave your children,
To cast them away,
They have missed you every second,
They have cried for you,
Every day,
Were is the love,
In the pain that you cause them ,
Why did you do this,
To them and to you,
You say your in pain,
But it's of your own making,
If she really loves you,
She would love them to,
You ask if I'm angry,
You ask if I hate you,
I don't even know,
What you want me to say,
I think, you are asking,
To clear you own conscious,
If you want some redemption,
You must find your own way,
I look at there faces,
I see your resemblance,
They are part you,
And they are part me,
But everyday,
They are changing,
Becoming more ,
Of what they see,
I am the one,
Here to guide them,
I am the one,
Who wipes their tears,
And when your away,
They truly miss you,
But I am the one,
Who comforts there fears,
So live you life,
And let us be happy,
Let us have joy,
Back in our lives,
If you want them to know you,
Then you must be present,
Come back to them swiftly,
Or sever all ties.

"Contradictions?" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:29:00.000-05:00

Chasing stars in daylight,
Sunbathing at midnight,
Swimming in the dessert,
Crying at your sight,
Talking with my mouth closed,
Seeing with no eyes,
Dancing when I'm crippled,
Tethered with no ties,
Swinging from no axle,
Spinning while I'm still,
Hunger when I've eaten,
Finding time to kill,
Naked with my clothes on,
Dead but still alive,
Laughing at my heartbreak,
Stabbing with no knives,
Wandering to a purpose,
Loving to an end,
Giving to acquire,
Lying to a friend,
Goals that have no propose,
Inmates that have no crime,
Feeling, no emotion,
Riddles with no rhyme,
Are these contradictions,
Words that make no sense,
Or is they hidden meaning,
Stained, in the contence.

"The World Through Colored Glass" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:26:00.000-05:00

Everything is colorful,
Everything feels right,
My worlds made up of colors,
Painted with the light,
Adventures are, the wings of dreamers,
Time will seek to tame,
But everything is brightly colored,
Through my window pane,
Colors dances in unison,
Their mystery's untold,
Watching through a hazy glaze,
They magically unfold,
Swirling through my daydreams,
And dance before my eyes,
Each individual color,
Holds a story, in disguise,
The colors come together,
To paint a rainbow cast,
Through my magic window,
Made of colored glass,

"Reflections of the Past" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:20:00.000-05:00

Reflections of the past,

keep stealing my time,

Robbing my sanity,

Robbing my mind,

I push them back down,

Deep down, they hide,

But they've taken there toll,

And broken my inside,

I am exposed,

My feelings, denied,

I try to run,

But lost my pride,

Torn apart,

And left to die,

I pick up the piece,

As the pain subsides,

Clinging to my future,

As the past collides,

Feeling so dead,

Yet so alive,

Tossed upon a life raft,

Asking of my inner guide,

Searching for my dignity,

No were left to hide,

Letting go my shame,

As I swim against the tide,

I crossed the mighty ocean,

But, shame met me on the other side.

"Cracked" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:17:00.000-05:00

I am cracked,

I am torn,

Ripped apart,

Make me whole,

Make me feel,

Let me love,

Take me scarred,

Take me bruised,

Take me beaten,

I will heal,

I can feel,

I can love,

Give me hope,

Give me peace,

Give me solace,

I will breath,

My last breath,

Just for you,

Though I'm bruised,

I'm hurt,

I am bleeding,

With your love,

I will find my way through.

"The Day She Killed You" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:12:00.000-05:00

The day she killed you,

I died,

Not my body,

But my inside,

I looked alive,

But I was dead,

Because of all the things,

You've said,

The love is gone,

Now let me free,

Don't you know,

That we can't be?,

I am straight,

And you are gay,

You won't go,

But I won't stay,

I have a heart,

I have a mind,

I deserve the love,

That I find,

You made your choice,

Now live your life,

I wish you well,

I am not you wife.

"When Dreams Hit Reality" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:07:00.000-05:00

When dreams hit reality,

Something has to give,

I wish that I could never wake,

My dreams that I might live,

But when the morning light arrives,

And I am still alive,

I wonder when that day will come,

My dreams will have to die,

Each second passes without stop,

The clock keeps ticking on,

My life is flying by this way,

And now my dreams are gone,

I left them by the wayside,

A struggle to survive,

and if I ever find my way,

my dreams are not alive,

Why did I do this to myself,

I gave away my soul,

I taught that I would get it back,

but cant afford the toll,

And If morning never came ,

And I did not awake,

I think I would be happier,

In the dream world I would make.

"Thier Screams Were Never Heard" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T23:02:00.000-05:00

When is it right to injure,

We are killing them every day,

If I inflict, than I am a torcher,

And that is not my way,

What is the differance between us,

If I don't speak my mind,

If I can't stand for myself,

Then let me stand at there side,

They are still and quite,

Thier lives they did not give,

Thier lives were taken from them,

Thier lives no more to live,

They screamed, and begged and pleaded,

They cried, but with never a word,

And so they screamed in silance,

A plead that no one heard,

Thier love ones died before them,

Sometimes they watched them die,

Thier eyes were sick and pleading,

For someone to hear thier cry,

They don't speak our language,

But I could understand,

And if you to would listen,

Beside us you might stand.

"A Whisper Stuck in Time" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:57:00.000-05:00

I am playing hide and seek,

And I am left to find,

I open every single door,

And window in my mind,

Wondering when I'll find my way,

The past I've left to hide,

Looking for the perfect me,

But me I can't divide,

Searching trough this emptiness,

Through this world of crime,

Trying to find a wave to catch,

A whisper stuck in time.

"Life is a Bubble" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:54:00.000-05:00

Life is a bubble,

Who knows when we'll pop,

The wind picks us up,

And who knows were we'll stop,

If you catch the right breeze,

You can soar far,

And high,

But what ever goes up,

Must fall from the sky,

At some point,

We all have that day we will die,

I just hope that I pop,

While up in the sky.

"Dancing with Snowflakes" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:50:00.001-05:00

Through the trees,

A cool wind blows,

It lifts my scarf,

And chills my nose,

I look around,

I see the snow,

The white flakes shimmer to,

And fro,

I try to catch one in my hand,

As on the river bank I stand,

I gaze across it's broad expanse,

As the flakes perform thier dance,

If I could skate,

I'd go and see,

If the snow would dance with me.

"Vaccant Love" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:47:00.000-05:00

Some one touched my shoulder,

I turned, it was you,

But then you slipped away,

Oh what am I to do?,

I taught I heard you call my name,

Your voice rang loud and clear,

But I was all alone, in bed,

And no one else was near,

Someone kissed me softly,

I felt a kiss from you,

I know that I was dreaming,

But I wish that it was true,

I know I heard you whisper,

I love you, in my ear,

I know that it was not you,

But I wish that you were here.

"Heaven's Tear's" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:38:00.000-05:00

Out my window,

Pouring rain,

Falling from,

The stars domain,

Heavens tears,

To bring us life,

Drowning sorrow,

Pain and strife,

Washing all my fears away,

Drenched in happiness,

I' ll stay,

Drops of wisdom,

Sinking in,

Through my ever lucid skin.

To cleanse my soul,

And set me free,

Heavens tears,

Sent just for me.

"Daydreamer" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:34:00.000-05:00

I'm the one,

Who draws smiley's on fingers,

Daydreams out windows,

And quietly lingers,

I like walks in the rain,

And rolling in snow,

Ice cream Sundays,

And talent shows,

Skinny dipping,

(When no ones around.)

Picnics on Tuesdays,

And the winds gentle sounds,

I like to wake early,

And I'm never late,

I want to go dancing,

And learn how to skate,

You'd probably find me,

Someplace vary still,

Quit and peaceful,

Vary tranquil.

"In Pieces" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:23:00.000-05:00

I wanted to scream,

I wanted to cry,

I don't understand,

I can't even try,

I won't be like you,

I can't live like that,

It wouldn't be me,

I can't wear that hat,

You need to step down,

You need to step back,

You said that you loved me,

Now treat me like that,

You shouldn't be selfish,

You shouldn't have lied,

You ripped out my heart,

And destroyed my pride,

Broken in pieces,

Our relationship lies,

Do we pick up the pieces,

Or sever all ties.

"My Son" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:21:00.000-05:00

Baby, baby,

Little boy,

Little man,

Full of joy,

You lift my soul,

With every smile,

God has made,

A perfect child.

"Send Me a Whisper" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:16:00.001-05:00

Send me a whisper,

Thats all I need,

You wont have to beg,

You wont have to plead,

You know from the past,

That I'm right at your side,

If you need me,

then call me, let go of your pride,

No one is perfect,

We all make mistakes,

We fix them, and groom them,

If that's what it takes,

If I could be perfect,

I would not, oh no,

'cause life would be stale,

If we weren't all so-so,

It's our struggles in life,

That make us strong,

I like you, I love you,

When right, and when wrong.

"Were is the Love" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:12:00.000-05:00

Where is the love,

In this world today,

Where is the love,

We have given away,

In our homes, in our schools,

At our work, on the street,

Where is the love,

For the people we meet,

Have we forgotten that God is in all,

In every thing,

whether large or small,

And if you spite your fellow man,

You're cutting of your own right hand,

For rich or poor, young or old,

If you treat them all like gold,

They will notice that you care,

And good will follow you everywere.

"Plastic Man" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:09:00.001-05:00

With his plastic goals,

And his plastic soul,

No one will ever find him,

And he'll go on his way,

With his plastic day,

With his plastic thoughts to guide him,

He is safe , he will say,

In his plastic way,

'cause no one will ever know him,

But he likes that OK,

When he wakes up each day,

With only his toothbrush beside him.

"A Dessert Dream" Poem by AB ~

2006-07-23T22:06:00.001-05:00

Sometimes I dream of a far away land,

Of cactus and tumbleweed,

Sage brush, and sand,

Where prairie dogs play,

And the sidewinder lies,

And the dessert , it stretches way out to the sky,

Where the air is dry, and the days, are hot,

And the weather is sunny, more often than not,

There I'd build a home, by day,

Of adobe bricks, stones, and clay,

And by the light of a silvery moon,

I'd drift off to sleep, by a coyote's tune.