What you see isn't always......

I bare my soul, and it's a little too much to bare.
I watch what I say, but then that's not my way.
'This way to a downfall!' Is that the way I tread?
Ignoring all convention, I'll do it my way instead.
Starting where I finish, finishing where I start,
Following my senses, not always my heart.
I'd have to stop and listen, then what would I hear?
Echoes of lost loneliness, accumulation of fear.
What of love? That huge responsibility,
That puts your happiness at the will of others' destiny.
If honesty is the best policy, then why so many liars in the world?
And it's the lies we tell ourselves that are the worse.
So I carry on regardless, up the Khyber Pass,
Stepping over landmines, determined to have the last laugh.
Giving just a few glimpses, of my soul's very core,
So I'll finish where I started, not quite baring all!

Moondreams

If I look at the moon and raise my hand
It catches in its beam.
Would that I could catch
And hold my dreams as easy.
I lie down on the blanket,
Looking up at the breathless
Starlit night,
And pull memories of you
Down next to me.

Missing you

The night wraps around me
Like a cold wet blanket
I'd prefer you.......!

Learn Direct

I saw an ad today,
'Learn Direct' it said.
So I did,
I learnt about life,
And love,
Pain and hurt,
Loss and grief.
And hope.
Hope and faith
In the future.
When's the next lesson?

Empty Heart

Empty Heart
Originally uploaded by floots.

Rantings of a middle aged women

Let me entertain you, with these thoughts inside my head.
I promise they won't give you nightmares, when you're lying in your bed.
If I could put a few together, then they might make some sense,
And if I could relax, then I wouldn't be so tense.
I think my guardian angel, is a devil in disguise,
And my rose coloured glasses, have just hoodwinked my eyes.
The snow is black, when I know it should be white,
And the moon is out in the day, and the sun at night.
I know I should be feeling, but what I'm just not sure
And I can hear the bell ringing, when someone is knocking at the door.
My heart it has a sign up, saying 'danger , keep away!'
'Gone to lunch-back soon-try again another day!'.
It's not that I'm not friendly, or want to get too close.
But I tried love once, not sure if I want another dose.
I'm back on my feet again, after being knocked down
And I'm quite enjoying, painting red the town.
So hang on in there baby, I'll even throw you a line.
Even a heart can mend, given enough love and time!

Full Mooon

The full moon
Hangs in the night
Like an unspoken promise
Keeping softly spoken secrets
Of lovers at bewitching hour

temppixie

I feel like a stone,
Skimmed across the water.
How you toss away so carelesly.
This heart of mine.