The Museum

Welcome to this place,
Also known as my heart.
Stay awhile and have a walkabout,
A look around as you
Psychoanalyze what you see --
Do let me know your conclusions.
(That is, if you come to any)

Look, but don’t touch.
If you break it you bought it.
Keepsakes will cost you and
Trophies are not for sale.
Don’t bother to ask why --
You probably won’t be told
(Tho, exceptions aren’t unheard of)

I see your secret satisfaction,
Thinking you’ve actually stumbled
Upon a treasure hitherto unnoticed;
Though in my mind I see no such thing,
Rather only a broken piece --
A long forgotten fragment
(From a time when I actually cared)

Stealing souvenirs will not be tolerated.
As stated before, what’s in here stays here;
And no, I’m afraid you can’t move in
No matter how much you like the view.
Room only for one, and that spot’s long been taken --
So enjoy the tour, and do leave your feedback
(So I can know what not to do next time)

As you’ve noticed, admission is free,
Though donations are appreciated.
Call it charity or what have you, I don’t mind.
The guest book is in the corner
If you’d like to tickle my ears with trivialities --
Something to make me smile.
(And feel like maybe I was worth your time)

Thanks for stopping by,
I hope you enjoyed your visit.
Visiting hours are limited,
So be sure to call to see if I’m open.
Thank you and goodnight.

Happy Easter...to the One Who gave His life......

Coaxing gently, You ask of me
To give You this dearly loved treasure.
I acquiesce, albeit reluctantly
And surrender a small part….

But You gave Your life

Whispering silently, Your eyes pleading,
You lovingly wait out my stubborn indifference;
Hoping I’ll lay down my arms
And relinquish control in full……

But You gave Your life

Your patience astounds,Your love overwhelms.
Your chiding yet compassionate tears fall freely,
As I desperately cling
And fear the end result of Your asking….

But You gave Your life

You stretch out Your hand.
With the nails imprint branding Your beauty,
I see the scars radiating Your love
And fall to my knees….

For You gave Your life

Oh You who gave the ultimate gift
How can anything less than everything
Be a fitting offering for You,
My Life, my Love, my God

For You gave Your life.

Silly little something....

I'd like to find a little place
In my overcrowded mind
For you, dear love, a quiet space
To rest in unconfined

I'm hoping there's a little spot
Where you can ascertain
A fascinating word or thought
In the cobwebs of my brain

I'm thinking if you like the view
From up here in my head
You'll stay awhile and get a clue
Of the way into my bed

Make my heart like....

Make my heart like wind
So I may kiss you with my breath
Run my fingers through your hair
And invisibly envelop you in my touch

Make my heart like water
Flowing around or above the obstacles in my path
And may my rivers be filled
With bittersweet tears shed for you

Make my heart like petals
Beautiful with or without the flower
Scents heightened when crushed,
Lovely even when strewn on the ground

Make my heart like autumn leaves
Content to know their beauty is fleeting
But willing to go down
In a blaze of blood red glory

Make my heart like fire
Capable of an all consuming blaze
Or the tiniest candle’s flame
Extinguished easily when no longer desired

Make my heart like sand
One wave, one breath of the wind
And the footprints that you left
Are forever washed away

A reflective moment.....bear with me

Learn to accept that I will never be the person I thought I would become and try to love myself anyway.
Learn to wear that smile bravely when inside my world is shattered and I feel that going on is an exercise in futility.
Learn to cry and be grateful for the tears, knowing there is no shame in weeping, rather than slipping into my comfort zone of denial.
Learn to realize that I am much less important than I like to think, and yes, they really don’t care, so stop trying so hard.
Learn to appreciate that though I may not be loved by one I am dear to many.
Learn to stop, look around, take in that smile, see the beauty in the small things and memorize moments, for soon that may be all I have left.
Learn to love when I feel I have nothing left to love with inside me, and in turn learn to be loved even when I feel unworthy of it.
Learn to embrace my flaws, accept my quirks and appreciate uniqueness in others, rather than attempting to change them.
Learn to move on, close doors to the past and kiss you goodbye for good, when all I want to do is stay in this dream of us.
Learn to listen with my heart and not just my ears.
Learn that, yes, life isn’t perfect and fair, but that’s life and complaining won’t change a thing.
Learn to trust that though I may be terminally flawed, I’m not beyond hope of loving.

Amen

I wish you knew

I wish you knew how bad it hurts
To be the last to know
To play the fool without consent,
A bit part in your show.

I wish you knew how hard it is
To fake my calm and smile
When inside all I want to do
Is hide my face awhile

I wish you knew how I regret
My naive optimism
How I believed I'd be the one
To free you from your prison

I wish you knew how much I cared
And lengths I would have gone
To reach you in your hardened state
And help your heart move on

I wish you knew how much I wept
The night I said no longer
But wishing will not fix us now
And I'm not getting younger

Closure

They rendezvoused that starlit night,
An overdue exchange;
A lonely field of sparkling white
Within a mountain range

The silvery moon’s reflection
Off the landscape’s glistening snow
Gave everything it’s shadow touched
An otherworldly glow.

Finality worn on their face,
A word not breathed or sighed;
Reliving countless moments
Of a love that lived and died.

Then turning to each other,
Eyes locked in silent pain,
They traded tiny bundles
As snowflakes fell like rain.

And in his ear she whispered low
“Give closure then depart,
I give you all the memories
As you give back my heart.”