SADNESS FOLLOWS ME

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Sadness follows me

wherever I go.

It haunts me

in all its forms.

There’s no escape

from its long arms.

I close my eyes

but feel its long shadow.

MISSING YOU

I miss you,

dear brother.

So many years

have passed

without you.

Without you to

share my adventures,

my happiness,

my sorrows.

Life has been lackluster

without you.

It’s been missing a 

vital ingredient.

It’s been missing you.

GOODBYE OLD FRIEND

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GOODBYE OLD FRIEND

The world is changing.

Forests are dying.

Animals are becoming extinct.

Nature has taken control.

Days are warmer.

Rain falls harder.

Earthquakes rock the planet.

Hurricanes bring the winds.

Ocean waves dance to the deadly tune.

Bow to our new foe, Mother Nature.

Crime does its share,

But nature cleans the slate.

Towns and cities topple

Beneath the rubble.

The salt water hits my face

As I watch the waves rise.

I wait for the beautiful sight

To turn deadly and reckless.

The laps at the shore

Become heavy slaps.

Rocks and debris are

Thrown to the wind.

Soon I am drenched.

The ocean has come ashore

To wreck havoc on our lives.

My eyes tear as I search for

the ocean’s lost beauty.

I search for the camaraderie of 

My old friend who’d soothed my fears.

My friend is long gone.

All is gone.

And so will we.

A GHOST OF ME

A GHOST OF ME

I sit on the bench,
watching the sun take flight,
and the moon move to position.
The stars begin to shine 
in the darkening sky.
All is well with the world.
The night will soon be here.

But all is not well with me.
I feel light.
I feel empty.
I feel transparent.
A ghost of my former self.
What has happened to me?
How will I go on?

One day life changed for me.
And all I had taken for granted
was gone in a second. 
How will I go on living?
There is no one here on the bench,
but a ghost of me.

ABANDONED

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Books sitting on shelves.

Abandoned and deserted.

Knowledge lost.

Potential buried.

The wind sneaks in.

The sun peeks in.

Animals walk past.

Discarded pages.

That no one will read.

No one who cares.

The wind gives a moan.

MY TRUE LOVE

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A demon from hell.

Is this Wolf?

Who loved me so well.

My one evil love.

I miss him dearly.

My life in ruins.

You can see clearly

The evil inside.

I bow down my head.

I say a prayer.

He has made his bed.

For eternity.

THE DEAD GAME

THE BARRIER

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e n e r g y

A fence for protection.

To keep out the storm.

To keep us safe and dry.

But the winds growl in return.

Raising their heads in fury.

Rising to new heights.

To break the barriers.

They come with brute force.

THE DEAD GAME

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HE CALLS TO ME

HE CALLS TO ME

A duel to end all duels.
A battle to the death.
The winds raise the waves
To heights of ecstasy.

They tease the shore
With their pounding fury. 
The sand reduced to dust
From their unrelenting force.

I’m torn in half,
Tempted by the ice storm,
Where cold flesh brings passion,
And games are the rule of the day. 

Heat still flows through my veins, 
Drawing me back to the light,
Where human flesh brings love
And easement from the storm.

Wolf rises from the water,
His body melting in droplets.
He exists no more.
He has lost the battle.

How could have I not known?
How could I have forgotten?
The cold waits no more for me.
Emptiness fills the void inside.

I can still hear his voice,
Feel his presence in the wind.
His icy fury slices into the shore,
Calling for me to join him.

THE DEAD GAME 

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my insides

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You can feel his pain.

His sadness.

For a life not lived to the fullest.

For a life almost over.

Sitting by the fire.

All alone.

Not even a dog by his side.

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NO SECOND CHANCES

I reach for you.

I can’t touch you.

You are gone.

I must accept this.

There’s no coming back.

No second chances.

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FOREST OF MY DREAMS

Lost in the forest of my dreams.

To roam forever in the darkest night.

Never to feel the sun’s kiss my face.

Alone to face the worst of my fears.

Wolf will come for me in this forest.

To take me on his journey down below.

I will become one wth him and his kind.

Never to see my one true love ever again.

THE DEAD GAME

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MISSING YOU

I miss you,

dear brother.

So many years

have passed

without you.

Without you to

share my adventures,

my happiness,

my sorrows.

Life has been lackluster

without you.

It’s been missing a 

vital ingredient.

It’s been missing you.