Of Things I Miss.....

Darkness settles, a loneness prevails
The rising and falling of silence impales
itself within my thoughts of you
and just as soundless as the dew
I feel its kiss upon my cheek.........
Of things I miss, I cannot speak

Janet~

For Better or Worse....

They vanish…..
Without a flicker or trace
They put stars in our eyes
And tears on our face
Invisible fingers….
Molding and shaping
Healing or tearing
Leaving wounds
Hidden, gaping
Their presence lingers…..
Building up, tearing down
The source of our laughter
The hurt in our frown
As countless as sands
On a forsaken shore
Mightier than hands
They whisper, they pour
They are the echo
That breathes in the air
Both foul and wise
They are cruel or a prayer
But to touch them
Is like reaching for the wind
A moment to speak them
Forever entwined
In the fabric of us
A blessing, a curse
They are words
Simply words
For better or worse

Janet Martin~

Sad Song.....

Darling, the night is sleeping
Upon a purple sea
The memories I'm keeping
Are ruthless company
For in their tender comfort
An agonizing grip
Ignites a sudden longing
For the things that I let slip

Darling, the wind is sighing
Across a silent night
The embers slowly dying
Bestow a mournful light
Within its solemn glowing
The light of passion dies
The sorrow of it showing
Like blue sparks in my eyes

Darling, the fields of summer
Have lost their ever-green
I see the midnight shimmer
Upon a frosty sheen
Darling, the night is sleeping
How still the hallowed flame
The memories I'm keeping
Are whispering your name

The Sky is Blue......

The air has a touch of softness tonight
All I can hear is the long drawn-out sigh
Of mist and moon-light.......

Drifting to me from the vast edge of the earth
In an eternal note of sadness
Enfolding the universe.......

With melancholy song....
It's tremulous murmur washing over me
No, the night is not long......

For soon it is summer, tomorrow
Stretching before me in a sea of dreams
And forgotten sorrow......

The waves draw back a breath or two
Then fling across us in naked mirth
And now the sky is blue..........

So I Love You.....

I love you.....
as one might love the moody blue- gray
of an autumn sky
or the hint of sorrow
in a loved ones eye.....

I love you......
as one cherishes the affliction
of an aching soul
or the hunger which keeps
one from being whole

I love you....
as one loves raw beauty
before the tweaking and finesse
I love you in the silence
of a moon-kissed caress

I love you.....
like dark waves crashing
on the rocks below
Hauntingly beautiful and sobering
So I love you

Janet~

Lost at Sea.....

The night washed in around them
like a dark and restless sea
and there was no rhyme or reason
to its shades of misery
but it took more than an ocean
to erase a memory
and the night washed in around them
like an angry, storm-tossed lea
oh, the night washed in around them
vexed with kisses lost at sea

Janet~

Potent.....

The intensity of a memory
Is a potent and powerful thing
Like a wave on the sea
It rolls over me
Sudden and unsuspecting
Its misery and its ecstasy
Are a kind and cruel blend
Inducing a sigh and a tear in my eye
for a story without an end......

Janet~

She Listens.....

She listens to him breathing
that little piece of her
sleeps without a worry
in the arms of sweet slumber..........
She listens to him breathing
and cannot help but sigh
yesterday a baby
tomorrow he will fly.........
She listens to him breathing
then reaches for his hand
yesterday her baby
tomorrow still her man

Janet~