And So, Spring

April 11th, 2014 | scrumpy_doodles

And so, Spring_

As Winter fades

And green explodes

This wondrous Orb

Our Sun appears

Brilliant and golden.

Brought forth from

Winters dreary slumber

To revive us.

Hail! The breath

Of Warm Spring_

Subdued blue skies

Dotted hereabouts with 

Clouds of fantasy.

Flowers emerge thru

Rich brown soil

Colours rich, vibrant

Ahhhh, Spring springs

Awakens my senses!

Sounds of song

Erupts from treetops

Laughter resounds about

From exuberant children

Released from winters

Cold cruel grip.

Spring renews hearts

Minds and souls

Eyes bright, seeing

Natures beautious bounty

Alive and thriving!

Winters frigid cold

Now soon forgot

Warmth surrounds, envelopes

It’s embrace strenghens,

Winter is vanquished!

Summer soon follows

On the heels

Of this our

Awakening from winters

Dreary dismal drabness.

All I Have

February 16th, 2014 | scrumpy_doodles

This is all I have
Left to give you
This, our truth
On a slender thread.

I gave you all I had
All that I am 
All I hoped to be
You took me gladly
You took my heart
You took my smile
You took my breath away.

You take my pride
You leave me in this dark
This darkest moment
With harsh words 
Bitter feelings
You take my truth
Don’t leave me bleeding
You took hold of me

Don’t take my every dream
All I ever took was
For granted, that you
Would never
Take me for granted.

My Life

February 16th, 2014 | scrumpy_doodles

My life I thought was full of hope
Turned in to this, oh help me cope
With all the trials and snares
All I can do is try not to care.

Deep inside I’m over flowing
All the anger, tears, and sorrow
Trying to keep it to myself
It’s harder than anything else.

If we should let all this go
I shall hurt more than you know
So, I’ll keep it all to myself
Put my head down and take it all.

Maybe one day I will look up
Who knows what I will see
All I wanted was a better life
One with a hopeful tomorrow.

Don’t know that it will happen
But I’ll hold my head up
Nothing will hold me down
I’ll keep going, just keep moving.

Our Relationship

February 16th, 2014 | scrumpy_doodles

Our relationship should be give and take
Our relationship should be understanding
Forgiving me when I make a mistake.

Our relationship is about being here
Our relationship should not be
About making hard demands.

Our relationship should be trying
To truly understand
Not dissing each other out of hand.

Our relationship is not about me
It should be all about we.

Our relationship should not be saying
Never speak to me again
It should be about
Lets get through this my love.

What ever the problem we have
We can beat it my love
Just hold my hand and lets face it
Together until the end
That’s us, let’s be true, my love.

World Keeps Spinning

February 2nd, 2014 | scrumpy_doodles

I smile and wonder
The heart I loved
Is forever gone
And life is like
A shallow river
No depth in
Which to drown

Autumn bleakness
Sends shriveled leaves
Rustling hither and thither
A tattered, flying mess
Stirring my heart, so brittle

At times I’m happy and sad
At times I’m warm and cold
At times I’m alive and dead
At times it’s all in my head…

World keeps spinning ’round
Within I’m whirling, no sound.

My Leaving

February 2nd, 2014 | scrumpy_doodles

Somewhere the moon luminesces
Its white ghostly disc
Drawing within, the darkness
The route for my leaving.
So, almost upon the shore
My body is gently drawn.

I feebly fight – pulling with me stones
Grains of sand and little shells.
But there is nothing
I can really grasp
No resting place upon which
My memory can clasp ahold.

I roll back in submission
To reflect in the sunrise;
Feel the cool, depths of nothingness;
Let the waves wash o’er me
Taste the salt of stormy tears;
Accepting my losses.

My going is a sweet refrain
Do not be sad, I am here
From my deepest depths
My innermost self I am
But a memory away…

Screams of Time

January 9th, 2014 | scrumpy_doodles

Screams of time
Time flashing past
Like a ghostship
Without an anchor
Nothing secures me
Not even time–
No friend to me
Where does it go?

I know not where
It’s just gone,
A flash– blinding
Losing true sight
Of my dream
It’s a blur
I, me, alone
Stand still time

Let me dream
A while longer
Let me taste
A semblance of
Victory over time
Back into the past
Recreate the beginning
Or let it wither…

Desert sands drip–
Light fades darkly
Moon shadow ghosts
Parade before me
Haunt my waking.
Hold me tightly
Before I fade away
Into nothingness obscure

There is no reality
Just shadows slipping
Memory fades into
Oblivion– darkness deepens
Where is the Love?
It is here
Inside me hiding
Waiting for the word

Screams of time
Time flashing past
Like ghostships dancing
Without an anchor
Nothing secures me
Not even time–
No friend to me
Where did it go?

My Love Reveals

December 17th, 2013 | scrumpy_doodles

My love reveals objects
silken butterflies
concealed in his fingers

his words
splash me with stars

night shines like lightning
under the fingers of my love

My love invents worlds where
jeweled glittering serpents live

worlds where music is the world

worlds where houses with open eyes
contemplate the dawn

My love is a mad sunflower that forgets
fragments of sun in the silence

Isabel Fraire

All My Past Life

December 17th, 2013 | scrumpy_doodles

All my past life is mine no more,
The flying hours are gone,
Like transitory dreams given o’er,
Whose images are kept in store
By memory alone.

What ever is to come is not,
How can it then be mine?
The present moment’s all my lot,
And that as fast as it is got,
Phyllis, is wholly thine.

Then talk not of inconstancy,
False hearts, and broken vows,
Ii, by miracle, can be,
This live-long minute true to thee,
‘Tis all that heaven allows.

John Wilmot

Come To Me

December 17th, 2013 | scrumpy_doodles

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam’st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam’st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Matthew Arnold