Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Blank Pages

looking at the white of this page
is like looking out across the fields
of never ending snow
white... 
with exception that this 
page is blank
waiting for all that is in my heart to 
finally give way to words
the fields tell a story of
 trees,fence posts and drifts
~~
This past year was one of loss
not the never healing kind that comes with death
but the kind that comes from betrayal
the kind that comes when a friend (or two)
 that you call a "best friend" or bff
suddenly shoves you out of her life
returning all of your things - 
costing you a job you loved
 - with no word 
you don't have to be married 
to know the feeling of 
divorce
~
the kind of loss
 that comes when someone
that you have only tried to love
to be there for 
and to help
SLAMS the door in your face
cuts you off without a trace
~
so you ponder 
every aspect of your friendship
over the last few years and wonder
what lead you to this point
and you ask questions of her
you ask questions of those that you have mutually in common
you ask questions of some that you thought would have your back for sure
still the questions remain 
unanswered
~
you ponder
over your lifetime
has anyone ever
stood their ground for you
knowing that it would cost them something
stood up and said
NO YOU ARE WRONG
you don't know her at all
I think back over the times that 
I have had friends backs
I was adamant
I was vocal
and no matter what
I WAS RIGHT
the accusations were false
I take time to get to know my friends
inside and out
and when push comes to shove
I will HAVE THIER BACKS!
but in pondering
I realize that in reality
I have never known 
ANYONE
to have ever
HAVE "MY" BACK
its heart wrenching
I put great value on 
"friendship" 
and when its 
tossed away like trash 
I can't just let it go! 
It eats at me
"what did I do", "what did I say" 
"what didn't I do", "what didn't I say"
and on and on
so if I seem reclusive 
its because
of loss
and even loss in the faith
of humans as a race.
I know I shouldn't care so much
but I have a big heart
too big
I'm not sure how to fix that




Thursday, April 26, 2012

Chains

Penciled words...
trembling letters 
Flowing from a heart that once loved 
Petals of skin quivering 
memories
 Of us
Heart, mind, body soul... 
Captured Sweet torment ...
when you turned... 
Walked away ... 
Pictures before my heart in her gown of flowing waves... 
Tore hope from my grasp... 
Might have been ... 
You didn't stay 
Now your back Stilted words leave emotional Questions train wrecking my mind
 ears hearing "I love you"
echos from Long ago... 
 Chains my being...
Never letting go. 
GEL 4/2012
KIW

Monday, April 16, 2012

Little Things

A glancing touch
Grazes ones skin ...
Memories rush in
A sentence spoken with
Careless ease
Take my breath away 
Buckle my knees
Words I love you 
spoken into the phone
With you're eyes on me
words meant for my
Heart alone 
Memories etched forever
In our minds 
Those and little things
Are the ties that bind GEL2012

Friday, March 16, 2012

...followers

if you are following me here... patience... the best is yet to be

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Its been awhile

Poems... sentences... half phrases 
run thru my head...
Happiness...Elation...sadness
run thru my heart...
So much to say and yet 
I sit down to write my pen is still
I gaze in wonder at the beauty of the
creation that surrounds me... 
anxiously waiting for 
the ink to flow again...

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Summer Solstice


summer scents seep
 thru my senses
sail away...
pine needles dewy, wet
bay breezes glisten 
sail away...
beckoning
wanting to caress my skin
sail away...
my mind trips to
a time 
when life 
simpler
meant days ...
warm sand, waves teasing toes
strolls along moonlit way
sail away...
humid smoke rings 
guitar songs
sail away...
chocolate melting
marshmello glow
sail away...
plaid blanketed bronzed bodies
midnight skies
star night lights
misty kisses
sparkling eyes
sail away...

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Given you everything

Sometimes life throws a sucker punch that 
rocks you to the core....
takes your breath away
and leaves a pit in your stomach the size of Texas....


Each day I wake up... my first thought is of you...
I turn to you - caress your skin... 
assurance you are mine... you are still here....
we have our "time"  we talk....
we discuss the day.... 
As the day  goes on I ponder...
little things
what to make you for lunch... dinner....
keeping your house in order so theres never any chaos
...neat and in order.... the way you like it....
clean socks, clean clothes...
what can I do to make your life easier..
the chores, weed the gardens, mow, rake dishes, 
shovel snow....
Never once would I ever consider "ME" frst
that is not how I am that is not how I roll
Yet you have had an offer you can't refuse....
and offer that was part of 
OUR DREAM...
yet you are going without me... 
To say I am hurt does not even begin to 
describe the pain I feel - - 
this was OUR dream ....
but because you can be bought... 
its your dream now....

Monday, January 3, 2011

I

Snow falls gently
caressing the ground with its cold white feather
gently thoughts of you touch my mind
taking me to another place, another time...

Life wasn't simple then ... it was quite complicated in fact
but I felt beautiful... loved.... worshiped and adored
Winters didin't seem long, summers were way to swift...
Falls and Springs were just another romantic season... 

Though you are gone - I learned from you ...
What true beauty is, that I am still,,, loved... worshiped and adored
I learned that in this life long committed relationship that in giving...
I am given... I loving... I am loved... in taking I am taken... 

Now in this place I am content...
Gently as the snow falls and winters aren't so long... 
DLW 1-3-10

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Autumns Visit


She was up before dawn 
with all  hues of fall...
so many trees to paint... 
she had to paint them all
So she started with the maples painted them all red...
she had to paint quickly before all the leaves were shed
She colored up the birches with 
splashes ... canary yellow...
the hickories and elms were a  bit more mellow
She painted all the ferns in tones of brown...
then without a whisper
she quietly left town...
DLW, October 3, 2010

Sunday, July 18, 2010

somewhere

in a box hidden
 somewhere
is a book full of memories
that I want to share...
in that book you will find
musings and writings of
another place
another time
some of the words just
flow in black and white
others  colorful
filled with incite
some  wet with
ragged tears
some  jaded with
sarcastic fear
some  awestruck
filled with passion
others  tumbling
in an angry  fashion
some just lyrics from
... the right song
others are heart-wrenching ...  long
penned words from
... Green Eyed Ladies
soul ... (if she found them
again would she then be whole?)

Friday, May 7, 2010

RAIN SONG



Listen to the thunder...
as it rolls on by...
Voices of  clouds 
speaking from the sky
Listen to the birds
down in the lane
they are singing songs
 ... in spite of  the rain
So when your feeling pain
Listen to the rain song
natures playing you
making pretty flowers
 & 
the pastures new.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Missing me?

So you have missed me...

Missed words like
perscription glasses
letting you see clearly
glimpses of the real me
Life
halted poetic pen
 thoughts avalanche
spiraling, overwhelming
...

Friday, February 12, 2010

True Friend

I feel your eyes on me as I talk to him
I turn to see … that all knowing grin
Why can’t you see he is only a friend?
A confidant when I’ve reached the ropes end

He never has once the border crossed
For fear of our friendship to ever be lost
He listens with ears that never falter
Steady as the rock known as Gibraltar

Yes he loves me it’s plain to see
…he thinks that’s blind to you and me
He is always there to listen, to care…
Turn away… please don’t’ stare

Walk away, leave this alone
your true feelings are better not known
to me is more than “just a man”
he is a true friend….
Something you will never understand!

GEL - Feb122010

Thursday, February 11, 2010

The Real Me


So you stand there looking at me…
From what I can tell you like what you see
But I wonder if you could see with in…
Would it wipe from your face that shallow grin

If you could see beyond green eyes …
beyond the voices, beyond the lies
Into the deepest realms of my soul
Would you onto the fire heap mounds of coal

Or would you pretend to be someone you’re not
Opening the door… picking the lock…
Leading me on… the perfect one…
Till the ropes on my heart were all undone

When finally secrets of my being …all exposed
would you stare in wonder behind that door I closed
Or would you turn away with a shrug and sneer
as the depths of green eyes began to tear
or
Would you gather me to your warm embrace
Caressing drops of fear from my face
Would you ponder in wonderment all that you see
When you take the time to find… The real me -
- GEL Feb 11, 2010

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Pictured Poetry

She speaks…
not always with words… but in pictures
Her camera the pen capturing moments her heart no words can speak
Moments…
When the sun glistens on the snow as tears on a wind a burned cheek
Moments…
When the red sky dawns warning of the storm within in her soul
Moments…
When swirling clouds …like the thoughts in her head no sense, no reason
Moments…
When the sun melts the snow from the pavement as ice from around her heart
Moments…
When the light breaks thru the trees as the sparkle from blue eyes brightens her day
Moments…
When the cold winds howl across the land as the past rears its ugly head
Moments…
When the soft morning dew glistens on rose petals as love from green eyes
Moments….
When snow blankets the ground as forgiveness covers her past
Moments…
When crashing waves signify the passion of her being
Moments…
When still waters… bring a quiet reprieve
Moments….
When as a breeze sets leaves in motion… her hand is moved to pen…


gel2010