samharty's Letters
I am a glass of water
she sees right through me
yet nothing to her is
crystal clear.
I thought she knew me
but all my depths are
shallow to her, I fear.
I drown
in my own feelings
gasping her name,
but she cannot hear
that it’s her
I’m calling out for
all the same.
I ache from words
forced to stay unspoken
until the space between us
spans out of…read more
you can take my money
you can take my aid
you can bankrupt me
you can even throw shade
but you can’t take
my mind,
my soul,
my beliefs,
those are ingrained within
they’re a part of my every fiber
through thick and through thin.
you stand against me battle ready
but it’s a fight you cannot win.
you can’t kill ideology no more
than you can abolish…read more
I wrote this years ago… I think it’s somewhere between an elegy and a stream of conciousness poem.. LOL!
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i cannot lose one more thing
i’m out of belts, pulleys
& there’s not enough string.
i feel the carousel slowing down
slower, slowing even more
too slow to grab the ring.
Get up?
Stay down?
Step off, stay where i’m at ?
how…read more
Dear friend,
As a young child you played with me comedies, adventure, but too young yet for tragedies. We flew planes and fought pirates. I travelled the world because of you. Together always, our love affair strengthened as my vocabulary grew.
Now that I’m much older, words, phrases, and soliloquies now seep from my cells, knowing exactly w…read more