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Trailing RosesThere was a special place that I'd ride by,
Down the winding path to the beach.
On the wall of a house on a dune quite high,
Hung lovely trailing roses just out of reach.
An aqua blue sky was their background,
Making their soft petals of pink stand out.
Little fair maidens dressed and gowned,
Dancing in the sun, beauty never in doubt.
Winding around in a trail they weaved,
As memories of summers they make.
Reminding me of love in once I believed,
Lingering thoughts now too hard to take.
A haunting memory that just blows in.
It is always when you least expect it.
Do you remember my touch on your skin?
Embracing each other in a room candlelit.
Do you catch my scent on the winds that blow?
Are you hearing my voice in your dreams?
Do you see my face, does the love still grow?
Or feel me in lightening and moonbeams?
Love once spoken can never be taken.
Its memory ever waiting to be faced.
With a whispered kiss you awaken,
And a feeling of something misplaced.
Some come to play and only pret
Death of A MuseWhere are all of the words?
They used to come so easily.
Corralling them now like wild herds,
Instead of floating in quite peacefully.
Now, I am left in this vacant void.
A mindless drifting out to sea.
It was not me being paranoid,
Drowning in the lies you left me.
Numb and devoid of real feeling.
My heart is broken wide open.
Inside from pain I'm still reeling,
Not even a splinter left for hoping.
Love so fleeting could never be real,
Dismissed without even a thought.
You can't even tell me what you feel.
The lies sold to me not what I bought.
So easily you lie, talking a smooth game.
Only for your convenience or your gain.
Mark my words, you'll remember my name.
Darkness will come, and so will your pain.
You cannot treat me like I don't matter.
What you give out will find you threefold.
When the words ring louder than chatter.
As your life of lies spins out uncontrolled.
For you were once my everything.
Your whispers of love filled my soul.
But you aren't worth the pain you bring.
Trade WindsWhat is this love we've found?
So fragile, and yet so strong.
Drawn to each other like magnets.
With a pull so strong, it is undeniable.
Lost within each other's eyes,
Lost without each other apart.
Ever changing like shifting sands,
Washed away to come back again.
Eternal lasting love of two undying souls.
Reunited bodies of hearts never separated.
We've traveled universes across time,
Only to come back to each other again.
It blows in like a gentle breeze in the night,
Or shatters with the forces of trade winds.
At times, so cold, it can leave a chill.
Until again, serenity returns after the storm.
Always knowing, we will survive,
Finding our strength within each other.
Pushing and pulling with each ebb and flow,
Catching and lifting each other up again.
Trading the gifts we bring to each other,
Accepting the shimmer with the tattered.
We are and have all that we both need.
Feeling blessed and thankful for this wonder.
So we hold out our hands, and we embrace it.
Weaving the strands
Waiting for LoveThere was a day you loved me.
I could feel it strong and true.
But something now has changed.
It's not me you choose, but you.
Distance stays between us.
The tides no longer pull.
I'm waiting for you, love,
Do you think I am a fool?
When I love it's true and deep,
Sharing all with lots to give.
Needing to spend time with you,
Days and nights by which we live.
With you, all else comes first.
You work, you play, you date.
That I should be so grateful,
While you leave me here in wait.
I don't think that I ask much.
This is not how love should be.
How can you say you love me,
Yet not want to be with me?
I've given you my love,
In my heart, you'll always stay.
But only you can cherish it,
Or choose to throw away.
©2014 Carol Gregoire
Love's ChanceI let go of it all, giving my heart to love's chance.
Things should feel happier when on this ride.
Do I leave on the blinders and stay in my trance?
Or dive deeply head first into the darker side?
Time to be honest and glance in the mirror.
Find what is broken without any fear.
That in the glass is always much nearer.
Hold my head high and don't shed a tear.
I gave my heart freely without holding back.
I can't make you take all the love that I bring.
Maybe it scares you, or it's something I lack.
It could just be another tune you prefer to sing.
Do you pull away now to wrestle your own demon?
Are we pretending everything will be alright?
In dreams, do you hear the crying and screaming?
Wishing for just a little more sleep this one night.
Whatever your reasons, you choose not to share.
Keeping me at a distance and alone once again.
Lovers want to be together and their souls to bare.
Maybe it's time to withdraw and find my own zen.
You tell me your life is hard, and you will be back.
Encroaching DarknessLike a mist of fog, it suddenly appears.
It's always when you least expect it.
Even if it has been gone for years,
Awakening to find you can't reject it.
Why did you have to come back now?
Did you think it was something I miss?
Were you lying in wait just to see how,
As I listened to promises with a kiss?
Something now feels quite different,
Without words, nor rhythm nor rhyme.
Am I loved, or am I simply irrelevant?
Senseless doubt, or just killing time?
I try to shake it, but it's an arduous task.
Kicked down, so I have to climb back.
I fight back tears, and put on my mask.
Indifference, betrayal, it all leaves a crack.
Is it easier to let no one near my heart?
I close my eyes to remember your charms.
Heavy is the loneliness of many days apart.
Still wishing you will catch me in loving arms.
The encroaching darkness I cannot fight,
Or banish it with a wave of my hand.
Hoping it leaves peacefully this night,
As tides scattering shells on the sand.
©2014 Carol Gregoire
The Artist's MindEnjoying the breeze on this near perfect day,
Making me feel I've got something to say.
A spritzer of rain, some drops, not just one.
Somehow, they all forgot to tell the sun.
Clouds puffed and proud, piled double high.
White grey marshmallows in a blue azure sky.
Doves retreat to where they've been nesting.
I'm among the flowers, where I lie resting.
I absorb it all in, to help nurture my ideas.
My own playground, creativity without fears.
For I find there is art, no matter where I look.
In nature, on walls, or in pages of a book.
Especially now, with the colors of Spring,
It makes it so easy for me to do my thing.
Taking its essence to a drawing or photograph,
Or writing poetry to bring a smile, tear, or laugh.
A shade or a hue might inspire a collection.
Shapes and patterns find a whole new direction.
Embroidered with beads, woven into a bracelet,
Transformed into beauty by an artist's inner outlet.
For here in my world, it's never just black and white.
I can find inspiration watchi
For DianaMy heart is now breaking.
This day has turned too sad.
Life was once ours for the taking.
Some thought we were quite mad.
So ambitious and we were fearless,
Growing up in more ways than one.
Dancing till the night was starless,
And continuing far into the sun.
Leaving trails of broken hearts,
Hard-pressed to find the one.
Never worried, for we had smarts.
It was Peter who your heart won.
Watching as our children grow,
All beginning lives of their own.
Wishing they would always know,
All the love to them we've shown.
Love is all we really need to live.
It fills our hearts and all our needs.
We share all that we have to give,
Both in our words and in our deeds.
Time passes, with miles in between.
We had dreams to write our memoirs.
Dear friend, it's now your parting scene.
Forever loved, you'll now dance among stars.
©2014 Carol Gregoire
Grateful MorningUp again, much earlier than I planned,
I wipe away sleep and tame a wild strand.
The dog is barking; it's time for a stroll,
To chase brown lizards, or a green anole.
I can't go back to bed on this beautiful day,
So I water my garden and decide to stay.
As I watch a butterfly, along comes a dove.
He sings to me sweetly, and always of love.
Neighbors are scurrying to rush off to work.
That's no longer my world, and oh what a perk!
I can sit on my porch and watch cars go by,
With coffee, a waffle, and blueberries piled high.
A rogue paper bags bounces along the walk,
Where lies the remnants of hopscotch in chalk.
Then things become quiet, except for the breeze,
Just the swishing of fronds in tall palm trees.
Here on my bench with lots of pillows quite soft,
Tucked away from view in my own little loft.
Surrounded by orchids in many colors bright,
I think I may read, but instead choose to write.
Wanting to remember the beauty of this day,
Some words will stay, while others fly away.
I died todayIn a hospital so white,
my eyes and ears open wide.
I take in the smells, people,
the thoughts that gladly ring.
Their cries of pure joy and victory,
leave me surprised and petrified.
I'm not in history..
I died today,
my lungs can breathe.
I died today,
my heart only sings.
My skin is still warm,
eyes still blue and white.
My mouth moves,
smoothing stiff grooves.
My arms raise,
My legs do as I say.
Nothing is injured, bent
and even broken..
Yet I died today..
And I am still alive.
Patience.First, it starts with a millisecond.
Then a second,
and after that a minute.
Fifty-nine minutes later, and it is an hour.
Twenty-three hours later it is a day,
and after a couple of weeks, it is a month.
Eleven months later it is a year,
and after a year, it is a century,
and after a century,
there is nothing.
So have patience.
"Trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit." ~Moliere
Tender TortureWhy do you torment me, fairest one?
Are you doing it just for fun?
Why must you taunt me with your presence
Being near me and acting in ignorance?
So thin I suffer from translucence
Made see-through with insignificance
As you pass me by my eyes happen to chance
On yours, as if at a dance
Were you looking at me with your lingering gaze?
Making me think of imaginary days
And wishing for hypothetical years
Holding you close as old age nears
How do other men feel when met by your eyes?
Do their hearts begin to tell lies?
How much hurt do I need to feel
To know your affections aren't real?
I know it's futile, you told me so
With a tender voice a while ago
Now wordlessly you torture my soul
Which wants to think you're my whole
The Labyrinth of Me (Complete)Restless in the stormy night.
Like candle flame unwaning light.
Bound to wander 'tween the worlds.
Waking dreams my mind unfurled.
Void of colour just shades of grey.
No-one here to guide my way.
Echoes of a man lost in a dream.
Porcelain statues unable to scream.
The labyrinth of me lies ahead.
Each step, each breath fills me with dread.
On every wall my portraits hang.
Each one painted with an honest hand.
The jesters and whores in the labyrinth taunt.
Defiling my hopes and reaping reward.
Those I left widowed fill me with scorn.
Can they not see that i am reborn?
My darkest deeds a book on a shelf.
Chapters of envy and ill gotten wealth.
Judges grinning while banging their gavels.
The pages before me the black book unravels.
Some pages are empty and others unclean.
Allowing you only to see the obscene.
Myself I am judge no lies to deceive.
Like a mirror reflecting my every misdeed.
The revelation of faces grinning before me.
They are all me both judge and jury.
A guilty verdict the
Leave your whole life
Your soul has been called
Break the chains
Holding you back
But you can’t tell
What tears you apart.
No one has to know
By this time
We will hide
From the world.
Screams your name
Don’t let them down
Show your face.
Louder and louder
You are deaf.
But it’s time
To prove yourself
They want blood.
He is coming
Let the rage grow
Inside your veins
And you will be
What they want.
AnxietyTrembling, my heart goes weak
My body, and all muscles refuse to obey
For sanity, now I desperately seek
Someone, hold me and stay
Why does this person scare me so
Even though we haven't spoken in ages?
I'm scared, I'm scared, don't let me go
Talking to him makes my whole body quake
My fingers can barely hold a pencil
Or hold a simple fist
My knees vulnerable, please be still
The blood within racing
Life is slowly drifting from me
My nerves replaced with numbness
Fear replaces serenity
As I beg myself to stop making this mess
And Now I've Lost the StarsOh God, how did the sun turn into blood?
How did the lunar surface start to crack?
When all I did was lay my head to rest
As nightfall, soft, cascading in a flood
Bespoke my eyelids, conquered, muscles slack
Embraced in heavy slumber on its breast.
The night breeze took my breathings one by one
And carried them to frozen lands afar,
And crumbled all my dreamings into dust.
Oh God, I cannot move without the sun,
And now I've lost the stars.
An Era to Forgive
Out of the dark ages I come,
leaving the past behind.
Away from the pain, scars,
and my own demise.
Behind what I have put to rest,
a fire sparked from the ashes.
Hot and burning,
it claims what used to be mine....
I'm at peace with myself,
I've tasted my medicine.
Every day I live,
I learn to forget and forgive.
PosersYou think that you fool me,
But I know who you are.
Your life is so pathetic,
You pretend you're a star.
Lies and deception,
That's what you do best.
Luring in the unsuspecting,
For you, it's one big jest.
You tell your stories,
And play with their hearts.
You find an easy target,
To start throwing your darts.
Leaving lives shattered,
Trails of tears in your wake.
It is never your fault.
It was all their mistake.
Just a black widow spider,
Your new web you've spun.
You leave no survivors,
It's too late now to run.
Does it make you feel happy?
Give you power when you pose.
Still in the end, though,
It's never you that they chose.
©2012 Carol Gregoire
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