Secondhand Love
I’m stuck here in this life I didn’t ask for. There must be something more. Walked away and I won’t look back Can’t be bothered now by the love you lack Saw my reflection in your cold, dark eyes You...
View ArticleIrises
Irises by Vincent van Gogh I watch from my folding chair, the low autumn sun measuring out the remains of the day. She, genuflecting in the garden, places four purple seedlings into the dark damp...
View ArticleCut Gently
Be gentle with your words they cut like knives and twice as deep if you’ve hatred to spew, just keep searching for a way to express yourself without completely diminishing everyone else around you On...
View ArticleThe Absence of You
I want you every second, every minute, every hour of the day I am flooded by an agony… a physical longing for you… brought to my knees by a craving for your nearness and your touch. Through...
View ArticleA Failed Marriage
I left bruises on her heart, not memories, but empty spaces. There is no fossilized evidence love ever existed. Her contempt folds in stages like a Japanese silk fan, while the flowers of our youth...
View ArticleGoodbye Beneath the Redwoods
If you searched the term “divorce” and ended up here reading my post, chances are you are searching, as am I, for some meaning in this painful process that will lend some comfort, some understanding. I...
View ArticleThese Final Hours
The doomsday clock to our marriage is ticking. I can hear it echoing night and day in my heart. The sands are virtually pouring through the hourglass in these are last days together. After 9 years...
View ArticleA Prayer for Her
Last night, as I lay quietly weeping next to my sleeping wife, I prayed with all my heart. In four short days, we will be separating for good, a prelude to the divorce she requested just before...
View ArticleHow Do I Say Goodbye?
How do you say goodbye to your sweetest hello? When the woman you wake up to every morning, serving as an affirmation that all is well in your world, no longer shares your bed..or your life? How do...
View ArticleTil Death Do We Part…Or Until Today
September 25, 2004 – Our Wedding in Mendocino Well, we didn’t quit make it to death. It certainly feels like death. Same darkness. Same eternal silence. Same gathering of mourners offering condolences...
View ArticleThe Love I Once Had, And Lost
I have no thought of future love – That’s a bridge I’m not ready to cross… I need time yet to heal From the pain that I feel For the love I once had…and lost. It’s not that I don’t feel the need – In...
View ArticleThe Hopeless Longing of This Day
Each night within my folded dreams You come to me, or so it seemsMy heart beats then a thousand timesIn aching rhythm, in broken rhyme But when the morning sun appearsOnce more I’m bathed in lonely...
View ArticleGoodbye Beneath the Redwoods
The redwoods swayed softly;their crowns in the planets,toes tucked below soft earthunder carpets of wet needlesbeneath our feet. This is how we said our soft goodbyes. Our love, our forever love,lay...
View ArticleBruises On Her Heart
I left bruises on her heart – not memories, but empty spaces.Soon there will be no evidence our love ever existed. Her pain folds in stages -like a Japanese silk fan,while the flowers of our marriage...
View ArticleLove Fulfilled Beneath a Dying Light
When the sun sets, when its dying rays filters through my bedroom window I get the full brunt of this powerful star. It is beautiful and blinding. I feel its warming fingers softly caressing my cheek;...
View ArticleThe Dying Sun
Painting by Charles Yates In the bitter waves of loss, Thrashed and tossed about, By the sullen winds of life that blow, From the desolate shores of doubt, Where the anchors of love once cast In search...
View ArticleThe Receding Tides of Love
It’s easy to say goodbye – to meet again is hard. Love gone like rose petals fallen on flowing waters My thoughts of her are like these flowing waters, Meandering toward the open sea on their hopeless...
View ArticleUNFORGIVEN
That I could walk in peace, though past sins grieved, Or look upon the morning sun with relative ease. My path is writ in time sharpened stones, and I cannot find my way back home; indeed found Lost...
View ArticleWindswept Love in a Poppy Field
How do you keep the wind upon your face? Like love, it lightly kisses your cheek, and is swept away. She led me into a field covered with green, where a handful of poppies had already started blooming...
View ArticleIrises
Irises by Vincent van Gogh I watch from my folding chair, the low autumn sun measuring out the remains of the day. She, genuflecting in the garden, places four purple seedlings into the dark damp...
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