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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.I
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