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Midnight Scripting

Posted by Heather's Starting End on March 20, 2015

Posted in: dreams, life, poems, poetry, writing. Tagged: alone, dreams, free your mind, life, lost in spirit, midnight oil, poems, poetry, writing. 9 Comments

Desire is my midnight oil,
Push my pen throughout the night
Defying laws of nature,
Awake,
My minds lit bright

It‘s in this peace,
My mind can journey
Become acquainted,
With my of thoughts

It’s in this time
When I can be,
At one,
Alone,
In my spirit lost

To find the center,
Core of my being,
As I’m doing here this night
While you are all off sleeping,
Awakening dreams,
To hold you tight

Here I lay, in this bed,
Awake, as I dream too,
Of vivid feelings for this sheet
Scripting poetry for you

Tomorrow I just may look back,
And think what have I done
For my mind sees life much differently,
In the day, led by the sun

Dinner For Two

Posted by Heather's Starting End on September 4, 2014

Posted in: art, creative writing, life, love, poem, poetry, poetry blog, sadness. Tagged: alone, dinner for one, life, love, poems, poetry, reality, romance, searching, soul mate poem. 6 Comments

With familiar comfort two smiles meet,
As their hearts converse, eyes gaze
You feel their love and security,
Nurtured through years,
Spent together as days

Loneliness breathes down to the core of your soul,
Across watching, this table of two
The dancing candle, that missed wrinkles of life,
Letting love, be all that shined though

Tormenting your heart on its soul mate quest
It is painful, as well as,
Unbearably true,
That to see another that’s lived your dream,
And wishing just once, it was you

You’re the observer tonight,
Again
Not the observed,
Your Sadness inside cries so loud
You wish to be the one sitting in love,
The one envious of the crowd

Will you ever know if dinner for two,
Tastes better than dinner alone
Will you ever get to hear those words,
“Twas lovely my Sweetheart,
Let us go Home”

It was then that the Gentleman, elder and grey,
Stood up, lent his hand to his wife
Graciously taken, they head for the door,
Arm in arm, soul mates for life

I Am The Tree, a Musette poem

Posted by Heather's Starting End on September 2, 2014

Posted in: art, creative writing, musette poem, poem, poetry. Tagged: alone, empty, life, musette poetry, poem, poetry, poetry challenge, tree, tree poem. 7 Comments

I’m here,
You, no longer
Are near

Leaves blown,
Were swept away
From home

Dear Tree,
I as you now,
Empty

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A description of rules for Musette poetry can be found here. It is fun and welcoming to find a poetry challenge, this one from Harry at The Poets Corner, to change it up and give inspiration to try a new form of poetry. Happy short week, those in America 🙂

Empty Hand

Posted by Heather's Starting End on June 6, 2014

Posted in: creative writing, life, poem, poetry. Tagged: alone, i've never had anyone, life, paved with glass, poem, poetry, walk alone. 9 Comments

I’ve never had anyone
Reach out and take my hand
I’ve never had anyone
Perhaps just once or twice

I’ve never had anyone
To tell me that I’m good
I’ve never had anyone
To tell me I’d suffice,
To become once something worthy,
To being something grand

I’ve never had anyone
That lent a helping hand

The walk alone was painful
But a blessing in disguise
Traveling with empty hands
Life learned through my own eyes

“Thank you for the hand not given”
I can now reflect and say
Despite life paved with broken glass
I’ve found myself, my way

I’ll Be Going Now

Posted by Heather's Starting End on December 13, 2013

Posted in: life, love, poetry, sadness, Uncategorized, winter. Tagged: alone, life, poetry, sadness, winter. 3 Comments

If I retreat from this world for a little while
Would you miss my face, my attempted smile

Not sure where to go, not sure where I’ll hide
Like evening sunshine entwined in dusks stride
As I struggle to stay up in the sky
A force pulls me down to let time pass by

It is winter now and my bones are so cold
The chill has shifted, casts over my soul
My inner twilight strives to survive
Wants absence from life to keep me alive

I’ll be going now for a little while
I promise to come back soon
So don’t be sad as I walk away
I need to escape my gloom

I’ll go gather strength to rise once more
To come back and shine in life with allure