more time

never a beggar, or one to plead
never a borrower or lender you see
but, and this is a big one please
I want more time for you and me

I need to spend the rest of my days
being with you in every way
I don't care if debts aren't paid
I'm determined--can't be swayed

here in the autumn of my years
I've put to bed those nagging fears
happiness without the tears
envied by each and every peer

stay with me, and I avow
to live in the here and in the now
and each night, when my head I bow
thanks for every second allowed

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At Bay

This tumultuous relationship 

With it's ups and downs 

Is wearing down my spirit 

Not what I thought I'd found 

A difference of opinion 

Not feeling the same way 

Very loving sometimes 

And then I'm held at bay 

The time I have invested 

Seems like a one way street 

Getting nothing from your side 

Indifference when we meet 

So now I reconsider 

Take back the love I gave 

I think that you could care less 

There's nothing here to save

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The Tree

the tree has been cut down 

the one we played around when we were kids

the one with our tree house 

the tree stood there for decades 

shading the lawn, the sidewalk, 

its shadow spilling into the street 

the tree was a gentle reminder 

of days gone by

of our childhood and innocence 

the tree that would shed it’s leaves 

of brown and gold and orange 

every fall 

the tree that said, 

you can go home again

although things won't look or be the same 

the tree may be gone 

my memories of you are still here 

locked in my heart, my mind, and soul 

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Genuine Haiku

I like genuine

Leather bags, boots, belts: not fake 

And real people too! 

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Your Last Hurrah

This is the last go around 

Your last hurrah 

Make it count 

One last chance 

To prove you have what it takes 

To win me over 

Time and time again 

You have failed 

Miserably 

Can you turn it all around?

Do you have what it takes? 

Prove it!

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Captive Heart

Thoughts of you keep playing back 

Resounding in my brain 

Things you said and things you did 

For ever will remain 

Times we are together 

Moments of pure bliss 

Loving, tender, passionate 

Never been loved like this 

You know just how to touch me

Like no one ever could 

Whispering words I love to hear 

Intentions understood 

When you are not here with me

I still can feel you near 

Close my eyes, reliving you 

Willing you to appear 

My heart is being held captive 

A prisoner in your care 

Surrendering all I have to give 

No effort needed here 

Come unlock this captured heart 

You have the only key 

Come and work your magic 

Nirvana waits for me

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no crying

She remembered facts. Not only the facts but the details involved, and what she was doing at the time. She had them all categorized, filed away in her memory bank, all tabs open. Not unlike the many lines from movies that she referenced from time to time in her every day life,' She was always ready, armed and dangerous. Ready to take the safety off.

She looked deep in his eyes, listening to everything said. When it was her turn to speak, she responded slowly, "There's no crying in baseball (A League Of Their Own").

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books

like a good book, though I know every line
because I have read it so many times
I know the start, and how it will end
reading it's like, a long lost friend

the story doesn't change, though I want it to
parts make me happy and others make me blue
looking for answers, here deep in a phrase
sometimes things don't work that way

still, once started, I read it through
some parts forgotten, or once misconstrued
always new meaning I find on each page
until it is done and I put it away

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Driving Haiku Part Deux

I get pulled over

flashing lights are a bad sign

not my mind that raced!

Travesty?

I got caught here in a travesty 

this game you’re playing is tough 

You're skilled at this charade

I know I’ve had enough 

Captured by your sweetness 

The attention that you paid 

Sucked in by flirtation 

I should have turned away

Now it's too late to leave you

I've way too much invested 

Heart and soul and body 

It’s too late to contest it

I’ll hold on till the finish 

See how it plays out 

This game isn't working

I still have my doubts 

You show no signs of cracking 

You play the game straight through 

Looking for your weakness 

None I see from you 

You say the games are over 

And love you do declare 

Can I trust your feelings?

Are you playing fair?

I want to love you fully 

With all I have to give 

As long as you are honest 

I'll hold on till the end

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Baggage Haiku

All my baggage checked

Not even one little tote 

No hang ups with me

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No Boundaries

Like the tide flowing over the sandy shores 

Your love engulfs me 

Touching every part 

Like a blazing fire on a cold day 

Your love ignites my passion 

In ways I never knew possible 

Like a cozy cabin in the mountains 

Your love shelters and protects 

Keeping me safe 

Like a bird that soars 

Your love sets no boundaries 

And yet there isn't anywhere I want to go 

Not without you

sleep

you knew, once gone, I would be fine
never crossing over the fine, thin line
each and every freakin' time
I am fine...I am fine

you closed your eyes, but not in sleep
happens quick; the reasons deep
up the mountain tall and steep
you closed your eyes, but not in sleep

angels take you high above
leaving all you truly loved
on the wings of snow white doves
angels take you high above

do you visit from the clouds
stirring breezes all around
did you think we let you down
do you visit from the clouds

wondering about what could have been
in this smoky liars den
trying not to commit to sin
wondering about the could have been

one child walks in celestial light
the other wonders in the night
tried to keep them in my sights
one child walks in celestial light


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tinnitus

white noise in my ears
locust noise that I can hear
I hate tinnitus

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someone

I moved on to greener pastures
that stretch for miles and miles
sun shines bright upon my days
nighttime makes me smile
no longer blue, no hidden hues
that creep into my soul
you may not understand this
but he has made me whole

no longer do I fit in
that little, tiny peg
more to me than meets the eye
an overflowing keg
if you had looked much deeper
if it wasn't all about you
all that I presented
was God's almighty truth

someone saw the light in me
how brightly it does shine
someone saw the love in me
and knew it wasn't a line
someone wanted everything
all that I could give
someone gives it back to me
here, where I now live

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gone with the wind

every now and again
when the wind is blowing just right
I hear the music playing
like it did our very first night
maybe it's just the mesquite
or the call of the nightingale
but I know I can hear it
and I think I always will

when the clouds are forming
in the morning sky
I think I see you looking
with those crystal clear blue eyes
and if I squint mine tightly
I think I catch your wink
maybe it just the sun's glare
or you're closer than I think

I can smell the raindrops
and all the flowers that bloom
I can hear the music
that I first heard with you
I can hear you singing
in that perfect pitch
I still get the feeling
that there's much more to this

no longer are there messages
that you once used to text
my phone no longer ringing
and this I truly miss
while you're slaying your dragons
mine won't leave me alone
you don't miss what you don't have
'cause you're not coming home

many things left incomplete
the papers are stacking up
no longer sharing coffee
you took your favorite cup
dust settled on the floorboards

with all you left behind
I could see our future
but I think you were blind

I can smell the raindrops
and all the flowers that bloom
I can hear the music
that I first heard with you
I can hear you singing
in that perfect pitch
I still get the feeling
that there's much more to this

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my BFF

we've been friends 

for so many years

shared lots of laughter

shed many tears

told each other stuff

for only our ears

coached, when we needed

raised glasses in cheers

you are my Thelma

and I'm your Louise

and when we're together

there's never unease

seems like we've always been

thick as thieves

always fun

up one of our sleeves

whether near

or miles apart

you are buried

deep in my heart

counting on you

right from the start

you my dear friend

are a true work of art!

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trick

The kiss was of passion
Desire, hot and strong
painting a  memory
Long after you're gone
And when we parted
I thought nothing had changed
Our hearts seemed bound
For something long range

We talked of things
Long into the night
Holding and caressing
Exploring delight
But a kiss of deception
Still holds a lie
abruptness of the ending
cuts deeply inside

A kiss of betrayal
a bond came unwound
The last kiss received
was you letting me down
not even gently
but deadly and quick
your sleight of hand
was not a good trick

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fraud

the author, a fraud, in many ways
stealer of will, in fortuitous craze
for many nights and as many days
he went out in one big blaze

he would say, a teller of truth
not about him--all about you
he left many singing the blues
I was just another muse

laughing, as he tells his tale
one that I knew very well
I didn't win but didn't fail
heading out when it turned stale

I hung on for far too long
while he sang his country songs
was I right or was I wrong
like cologne, he's much too strong

and so this fraud reaps what he sewed
now it seems like long ago
I thought I loved him, I don't know
he just wanted away from snow

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lost sins

you ran the border, hurdled the wall
an alien intruding sacred halls
pillaging, looting, much ignored
breaking down the padlocked door

taking it all but wanting still more
knapsack full of all you scored
not quite ready or about to to leave
you had more tricks up your sleeve

you played a queen and yet I trumped
my ace more like a small speed bump
try as you could to wedge your foot
you thought that I would always stay put

I defended my walls the best I could
my fortress strong, my words made good
try as you might, you can't come in
still paying for your long lost sins

I told you once, we would all go
you ignored what I foretold
truth wins out, as the lies wane
and you fade into yesterday

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al that I need

I believe in sunsets
dawn of new days
phases of the moon
hedging my plays
too many tabs
open in my mind
the time I wasted
that made me blind

I believe in coffee
many, many cups
erasing the grogginess
when I first get up
filling up with petrol
when a quarter tank low
shedding the past
a new life in tow

I believe in miracles
and all that you are
whether you're here
or have traveled afar
you make me the best
that I could be
together unstoppable
you're all that I need

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never look back

she smiled the kind meant only for him
returned by what is now a blur
she looked into eyes  both vacant and cold
what he saw spoke volumes in hers

her thoughts were plentiful, all of them rhymed
his were his own, disingenuous at best
he wrote ideas that excluded her love
she wrote wishes that were not blessed

when last they parted, she knew they were done
he speculated that they'd always go on
to continue a future as friends with a past
she went her way; never looked back

unsigned text sent to keep her confused
not how it works, she is more amused
she told him all would abandon some day

but she was first to get clean away

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another time

in the woods by a large lake
amongst grey wolves and rattlesnakes
with heavy rocks that make your bed
where you'd want to lay your head

buried deep without remorse
it really was my only course
it's where you said you'd want to stay
wouldn't want it another way

your head lays soft on leaves and pine
it's rather like a lost love shrine
I visit once in a great while
feeling the breeze which is your smile

trout swim happy in their pool
you can see the many schools
unable to drop that one last line
that was from another time

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love looks good on me

my friends say I look different
have I changed my hair?
is that a brand new shirt?
or am I dressing with new flair?
they don't know the half of it
if they looked deep they'd see
it's the love I feel inside
that looks so good on me

it's not my Calvin Klein
or my new Michael Kors
it's not Vera Wang
it's the heart that once was yours
shining from deep within
with everything I wear
your love looks good on me
and that's what makes them stare

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olly, olly oxen free

we rattled the windows
then scared the dog
running naked
in the hall
playing games
of hide and seek
but what we hide
ain't for the weak

laughing so hard
we almost cry
I touch yours
and you touch mine
olly, olly, oxen free
I love these games
'tween you and me

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