08.28.08

sonata

Posted in Musings, life, love, me, personal, poem, poems, poet, poetry, prose, ramblings, random, romance, thoughts, verse, women, writing at 11:19 am by merihayden

rustling leaves

picture postcard of autumn

daily living and breathing

was a destiny 

I did not foresee

your eyes

   iris treasures

conflicting

clay 

without

a

word

everything said

   with no conclusion

tomorrow will be settled

maybe not

08.19.08

this morning

Posted in 1, Musings, journal, life, love, me, my life, people, personal, poem, poems, poet, poetry, prose, random, relationships, romance, thoughts, women, writing at 6:18 pm by merihayden

I wake up

it is 6am

the traffic noise is unbearable

but I no longer hear it

I go to the bathroom

1 & 2, dooby doo

I shower

I brush my teeth

I notice a grey hair and contemplate

a makeover

in the kitchen

I drink a lot of hot water with lemon

turn the TV on

and the laptop

and the radio

charge the mobile

look over at him

he’s still asleep

it’s 7 am

I shake him

wake up honey !  cheerily I chirp

inaudible

I stare at him..for..a ..long….time

wake up honey, it’s 7:15

wake up honey, it’s 7:25 !

uh huh, okay

get up dear, it’s 7:35

mm mm…hhh

WAKE…UP…IT’S 7:45…PLEASE…GOD…PLEASE…YOU ARE GOING TO BE LATE!!!

WHAT!!…EXPLETIVE DELETE…WHY DIDN’T YOU WAKE ME SOONER?!

he goes to the loo

I set the table

make his coffee, 2 heaping teaspoons of sugar

stare at the TV screen

” the world’s a shitty place “

uh huh

did you hear what I just said ?

honey, I love you

I love you too

it’s early

I know

he shaves…puts his suit on

I pack his lunch, add some fruit

do you have your wallet, your keys, your phone ?

uh huh

he leans down to kiss me

” sweetie, you really need to relax more “

I shut the door.

angel

Posted in 1, Musings, life, love, me, people, personal, poem, poems, poet, poetry, prose, random, romance, thoughts, women, writing at 10:09 am by merihayden

light’s transition

  and you

have restored a life understanding

motionless

      emotions

I watch

him to her

her to him

dicta phones in mammal form

you

are

different

  breathtakingly sensitive

a lovely creation

you fondle with care

terrified of not succeeding

  your fears

are unfounded

I am no different than you

no one

is better in love

or wiser

til yesterday

I did not understand 

yet today I am a teacher

a wiser woman

no longer a novice

you have placed this knowledge in me

for this

I will always be grateful

you

are 

an

angel

cast as a man

protecting this nestling

from

night crawlers

fears

and black masked strangers 

wanting

to

fly

I fold into your wings

08.18.08

you didn’t come

Posted in 1, Musings, life, love, people, poem, poems, poet, poetry, prose, random, romance, women at 5:51 pm by merihayden

If you want to know

I am happy now

my life is settled

with him

that night I waited for you

said

you would come

for me

later

I waited

waited

my insides

filled with the bitter,

bitter

pill of obsession

of yearning

the conviction that I was in love with you

addicted 

to

the pain

addicted

to the wait

night

 draws

   in

I think of you now

as I did

  that night

searching for stars

settling for the moon

beams

in

the

dark

that never appeared

were you ever really there?

or was it all a hazy melodrama

that I borrowed

from a storybook romance

did we even

walk side by side

sit in fancy diners

share whispers

share the night

or

did I simply fail to wake up

that night

when you didn’t come

08.06.08

Romance

Posted in 1, Musings, culture, journal, life, love, me, my life, people, personal, poems, poetry, ramblings, random, rants, relationships, romance, thoughts, women, writing at 9:31 pm by merihayden

the length of your arm

              shimmers

stars

explode

everywhere

crickets slamming

crescendo of voices

a tiny sparrow on my knee

I am mesmerised

stillness,

quiet, quiet

peaceful

quiet

and then

your heartbeat

closes

in

your arm reaches

sinewy

beautiful

glorious

sonnet like

a

  tinkle

        of

          rain

I am breathless

     

 

08.04.08

london

Posted in 1, Musings, culture, life, love, people, personal, poems, poetry, ramblings, random, rants, relationships, society, women tagged at 1:35 am by merihayden

mornings

in the city

lush with sound

shadows swirl

the cobbles

quickly

before it’s too late

before

we miss it all

08.01.08

this child

Posted in 1, Musings, culture, life, love, people, personal, poems, poetry, ramblings, random, rants, society, thoughts, women, writing at 12:59 pm by merihayden

this child

this tiny child

she hears sweetness

she sings songs

clapping her little hands

in carefree abandon

she dreams of heaven

and candy canes

       and she cries

for baby seals

and wonders

      and she cries

for broken toys

and wonders

      and she cries

for all bad men

and bumps in the night

and she listens

closer

she listens

wonders cease .