Sugar and spice …

World Nature3 by Danilo Rizzuti/FreeDigitalPhotos.net

My future does not reek of sorrow

The tears will not well and pool

Excitement beckons

Dreams to fulfill,

  successes to reap

Caresses to wrap myself in

A blanket of warmth,

  of safety

Tomorrow is sweet,

  but today is sweeter.

© www.mypastmademe.com 2012

 

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Rudderless ~ A Poem for My Grandmother

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If you were here now
  you would tell us to get on with it,
  to move forwards with the hands of time.
You would take charge, as you always did,
  standing at the helm,
  riding out the storm.
We would buck or follow, sulk or smile
  but loving you all the while,
  respecting you and trying to please.
For all the times I put my feelings first instead of yours,
  I am so very sorry …
But you know this,
  for the tsunami of tears rises heavenward.
If you were here now
  you would be proud of us pulling together,
  shipmates … your family.
Most of us only exist because of you …
  so now the ship has no direction,
  floating vacantly with no-one to steer, to lead.
If only you were here now.
 

Fool

Full Moon Over Water by Exsodus/FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Foolish, foolish heart of mine

  so willing to fall, so blind

Gentle he was when it suited

  hiding behind a mask

The lies thick as the dead night

And somewhere on a moonlit pond

  lies my shattered heart

  my broken dreams

  and the loss of all that I thought I had

So now the tears fall

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011