ENOUGH…

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When is enough…

ENOUGH?

 

Try as I might

I seem to never

do or say the

right thing at

the right time

 

I try to give

compassion and

support…

But…

It…is…

NEVER…

Enough…

 

It is so tiring

to try hard…

care too much…

 

ENOUGH…

 

© 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

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The Times…

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The haves…

And…

The have nots…

 

There are times

we fall into 

both arenas

 

Oh…

How the feelings

change when the

have nots 

Rule…

 

© 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

Seasons Change

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Summers end

Mornings have that brisk

crisp feel to the air

Afternoon heat

takes over the day

 

Life goes on…

One thing ends

Another begins…

 

Hearts are broken

Feelings crushed

Yet…

The seasons change…

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

Forest of Words

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Walking under the stars

Seeking moonlight and shadows

Listen…

What is there…

What does she hear…

 

The forest speaks

whispering to her

words she cannot

quite understand

 

Soft sounds…

A forest of words

leading her through

the Night…

 

 

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

Lurking

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We all see you there

Hiding in the shadows

Lurking…

Sinister…

Foreboding…

 

Not wanting to be

Seen…

Yet…

Not able to leave

 

So…

 

We ignore you

And…

Leave you there alone

in your shadows

Not acknowledging

your Presence…

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

 

Dotted Swiss

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Hot summer day

Long soaking cooling bath

Climbing to the attic

hoping to catch a breeze

to dry her hair

 

Sunlight shimmering

through dust motes as

she stands looking over 

the field below

 

He followed as she

knew he would

Tempting him with

her favorite yellow

dotted swiss dress

 

Her damp body

outlined by the thin cotton

Barefoot…

Damp hair…

 

She knew …

Her life was about to 

Change…

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

  

Superstition

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A figment of my

Imagination…

I thought you

were real

 

Yet…

 

I seem to be

no one…

unknown…

forgotten…

 

My grandmother’s words

ring in my ears…

“Be careful of

Specters…

Superstition will get

the best of you!”

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

 

 

 

 

Humanity

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Need…

Each of us is unique

Not really knowing what is 

Best for you…

Best for me…

 

Desire…

A totally different

human fragility

Again…

Each unique…

Different…

Depths…

Lengths…

 

Need…

Desire…

Each makes us

who we are

Keeping us who

we need to be

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

On The Wind

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A secret on the wind

Hidden from all

Never to be shared

Never to be known

 

Each kept their 

own counsel

Together…

And…

Apart…

 

Years pass

Things change

People move on

Yet…

The wind knows all

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Autumn Leaves

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We met in mid Summer

Fiery July…

Our passion matching

the heat of a blazing sun

 

Late starlight walks…

Moonlight meetings…

We fell hard…

fast…

Never willing to be apart

needing the touch…

to talk…

to be…

 

Much too soon our 

Time would be over…

spent…

 

For me…

Time was waning

with the days of 

Summer…

 

Not being able to

let go gracefully

I left in September

telling you to 

Remember me when

the season turned

 

By then

For me…

all left would be

the dust of fiery 

colored leaves

of Autumn…

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie