Ethereal

Brought together by
Invisible forces
All those years ago
When the answer to anyone
Who questioned us
Was “we just know”
And then we walked
The fires of Hell fuelled by
Dishonesty and lies
And I baptised you The Master
For that was your disguise
Manipulation was your sword
But it took the love of another
To finally cut the cord
You huffed and puffed
And threatened and sulked
But then transformed into your truth
A miracle witnessed with my eyes
And now you are finally you
Your friendship is amazing
And solid as a rock
Although you still drive me crazy
In you my faith has stock
You lift me when I’m down
And protect me from myself
You help adjust my crown
As we stand at the mirror
Locking eyes in our reflection
To repeat your special mantra
To eliminate my inner deception
That I am only worthless
Then a look of pride upon your face
When I finally believe and know the truth
I am a Goddess

Face The Truth

It’s not that you’re
Not good enough,
It’s just that you
Are never here
When I need
You

Little Hurts

Little pickles
I’m starting to feel
The little hurts
Getting harder to heal

Eternal Mystery

Two versions of my life
Were told to me and to you
My ears were filled with lies
While yours heard what was true
But it’s pointless asking why
Or seeking the answers I crave
Because the teller chose to die
And took his reasons to the grave

The Master Manipulator

Well, hello there Master,
What a fool I’d have been
If you had done this after
I had posted my last poem –
How lucky for me it’s still unseen,
Still sitting in the folder on my phone.
You are the Master Manipulator once more

Siren Song

I heard your voice
And I was gone
I had no choice
A siren’s song
I close my eyes
And see your face
There are no lies
All doubt erased
The urge to love
And to destroy
I rise above
The need to toy
Choosing to dare
Answer the call
Lay myself bare
Exposing it all

Dear Muse

Muse
My Dear Muse
Bring me some words
To render the ones
In my mind
Obsolete

Earthquake

Yes, I am still smarting
Did you think I wouldn’t care
Or that it wouldn’t hurt me
The news you had to share
Delivered with no notice
Or thought to how I’d feel
As though I’ve no emotions
That my feelings are not real
Spare me all the details
For I’d prefer I didn’t know
Perhaps in time you’ll understand
The impact of the blow
But for now you are oblivious
To the destruction in the wake
Of your blasé revelation
That caused my world to shake
I know I will recover
Given patience and some time
And of course through the words
That do not always rhyme
In the end I wish you peace
May karma treat you well
For I do not wish on anyone
This special kind of Hell

Respect

I thought of you this morning
As I passed the place we met
And I considered how different
My life would be today
If Fate had not intervened
And thrown you in my way
On the verge of retreating
To a comfort zone
Not really so comforting
Two hours and a simple question
Changed my path and my life
Enabling my Self full expression
Bringing amazing experiences
And people to continue the lesson
I miss our conversations
And the sound of your laugh
But for someone so broadminded
Some of your views are very harsh
And your public denigration
Of a right we all should have
Meant I put our friendship aside
The irony almost overwhelming
Given your part in my self-acceptance
But although we no longer talk
I hope you’re doing well
And perhaps one day we’ll walk
Side by side one more time
And respect that our differences
Are what make us each unique

Flunking Out

Oh, Master you are an amateur
How could I ever doubt
Or perhaps you’ve just gone soft
With all those feelings that’re about
Either way, I’m sorry to say
You’re at the bottom of the class