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Healing…

With eyes wide open
My heart has healed
 
Yet…
 
I am far from
ready to try again
 
Memories are still
to recent and raw
 
But…
 
When the time is
right I will know
 
And…
 
Move forward…
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Time…

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Time…

Time…
Ebbs and flows 
like ocean tides
 
Never measured the
same…
minute to minute…
second to second…
 
There is a loneliness 
Listening…
Watching…
as waves wash ashore
like a water metronome
 
Waves keeping time
the beat of my heart
the tune of my life
without words
 
Living on the margins 
as the Universe 
continues to measure
my life…
my Time…
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

The Lamp

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The Lamp

Meant to hold
darkness at bay
 
The lamp…
stood for so
much more
 
A symbol of 
prosperity…
wealth…
 
Something almost
idolized…
worshiped…
 
Yet…
 
Held only the
true meaning for 
those with a
pure and open
Heart…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
 
Inspired by the short story The Doll’s House by Katherine Mansfield
 
 
 
 

Change…

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Change…

Just as the seasons
change so do our hearts
They can close down
to everything…
to everyone…
hardened like steel
refusing to break
 
But…
 
Just when it seems
all hope is gone
 
And…
 
The heart will
never find peace again…
never feel love again…
never give love again…
 
The sun breaks through
leading the way to
 
A…
      New Beginning
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Unified…

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Unified…

Your scent still lingers
on the rose-colored pillow case
you detested…
On your tuxedo shirt and
felted Western hat
 
Breathing deeply…
The memories flood in
And…
I cry
 
Like Cohen wrote…
“… the heart is a rage
of directions…”*
there is no Mercy
 
I refuse to wash
that shirt or pillow case
The only pieces of you
that remain
 
I wear the hat when
the missing becomes 
too much
 
Your scent…
My raging heart
Unified…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
 
*The follow line from Leonard Cohen’s poem #50 The Book of Mercy was my inspiration today.
 
” … the heart is a rage of directions, but your name unifies the heart …” 

Old Soul

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Old Soul

One of the Ancients
An Old Soul…
Creativity personified…
The heart of a Poet
The eye of an Artist
Always working
 
Forever…
 
Sharing
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Your Heart

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Your Heart

You…
are one of the best
people I know
sincere…
kind…
concerned…
intelligent…
tender…
loving…
 
You have a gentle spirit
and a heart that reacts
to everything
good…
And
bad…
 
I feel that
Gentle Heart
in all aspects
of your life…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Not Broken

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Not Broken

My heart holds on —
Not wanting to
let the bad come in
 
While…
 
Closed tight to keep
the good from leaking out
 
Bruised…
Battered…
 
Yet…
 
Not Broken
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

The Freeze

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The Freeze

A weak sun
struggles to break
through the clouds
 
An icy grip
holds tight
unwilling to
let go
 
…hours pass
the temperature
rises and the
sun attempts to win
 
…the thaw begins
icy fingers gradually
release and crash
to the still
frozen ground
 
she waits…
he hesitates…
wanting to let go
wanting to begin
 
but…
the ice is
comforting
 
…her heart breaks
 
Copyright © 2013 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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