Life's Poetry

Michele's Poetry

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Life's Poetry

Circle Round

Life is a circle round

Birth and death are bound

Joy, laughter, sadness, sorrow

Who knows what happens tomorrow

Life begins with a pain of joy

A little child, a girl or boy

So precious a beginning

To a life full of sinning

Where do we end?

Back to where the Goddess sends

Back to where nature found

Back to the Circle Round.

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FORGOTTEN

The sadness I feel right now is overwhelming

I can't forget the hurt I am feeling

You say you love me

But what do I see?

I see you laughing and joking with her

I see you glaring at me for being there

I see the lust in your eyes for someone else

I see the horror on your face at my touch

The sadness this envokes is encompassing

I can't forget the love we once had

You say you love me

But what do I hear?

I hear the giggles and the soft words

That are no longer mine

I hear the sound of laughter as she walks away

I hear the disgust you sound at being with me

The sadness is overtaking me

I am being forgotten and ignored

You say you love me

But you are no longer near.

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Sea of Thought

Reddened sky sparkling on the horizon, the sun ebbing into the sea

A cloudy reclining lady floats by, her long white hair flowing behind

The waves caress the shore, before back to sea they flee

Footprints fade as sea and sand entwine

A gentle breeze drifts through the long strands of her golden hair

She walks with the darkening sea lapping at her flowing skirt

With her thoughts, alone she seems to walk on air

Nothing intrudes in her thoughts

Seagulls, gracefull in flight, squawk overhead, unheard

Laughing children run past unseen

Along the shore, seaweed is spread like a blanket

She walks without taking in this wonderous scene

The skies are sparkling with sprinkles of stars

As she turns to walks the length of the beach again

Back she wanders through the coming night to her car

The beauty of the sea and the pain in her heart remains.

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THE OGRE

What is wrong with me?

Am I an ogre or something?

Do I smell or am I ugly

What is wrong with me?

I might be overweight but I am cuddly

I could be plain but I am a nice person

Perhaps I have two heads

But I don't think so

If I am good enough to look at once

And be considered with a second glance

Why am I always left for another woman

Or eventually ignored as part of the furniture

Maybe I am too kind and giving

Perhaps I should live alone

That way I will feel no pain

Or be rejected or ignored until something is wanted

AM I COMPLAINING

Once my hair was fine, thick, wavy and brunette

Now it's streaked with grey,fine,wavy and thin

Once I could let it be windblown and still look good

Now I have to tie it up or cut it short to look even neat

Am I complaining?

My answer, maybe yes and maybe no

Once my body was slim. lithe and well toned

Now its podgy and gone to rack and ruin

Once I could dive elegantly of high board

Now I can only dive of the side and bellyflop at that

Am I complaining?

My answer, maybe yes and maybe no

Once I could walk miles and miles without pain

Now I can't even go to the corner without my knees aching

Once I oculd dance all night without a worry or rest

Now I look like a baby hippo when I dance and am in bed by ten

Am I complaining?

My answer, maybe yes and maybe no

Am I complaining? It might sound like it

My answer yes, because I am no longer young

Am I complaining, of course I'm not

My answer no, because I am aging as graceful as I can

Once I was young now I am mature.

Please if you use my poetry please credit me. All my poetry is original unless stated.