Within me you found
A home that welcomed
Every bit of pain,
Every bit of dry,
Dark stained rose,
And drank from the cup of
Melancholy with content
But I am not stoic

The honey laced lies which
Escaped
Your bitter mouth found
Refuge in me,
And still I,
I foolishly gave you my all

Your hands are barb wired
That you can't touch without
Making me bleed,
What's love without pain?
Snow white sclera perfected
By a black dot runs after
My dreams evey **** day
You'd think you'd at least
Have the decency to leave
My dreams the hell alone

Your love doesn't gratify,
At least not like it used to
Apologies don't grate faults
No matter how much you
Adorn them with excuses

Do you speak to yourself
With respect?
Thinking back on words
Fit for retraction, do you call
Yourself idiot? "Why didn't
You just shut up? Stupid,
Stupid, stupid!"

Spitting foot flavour
On your own shadow, leaving
Bile, regret and self-loathing on
The walls and floor
Of your headroom.

"You always mess up.
Why will you never learn?"

Forgive yourself. How would
Another feel if spoken to
With such hostility?
Day after day.
Minute after minute.
We talk down to ourselves
Like invisible
Evil twins.

Be nice to yourself, even within
Your innermost of monologues.
Be nice.
Watch your mouth.
Don't talk like that
To my friend.

I am sympathy
I was born never to die

I am the tender petals
Where sleep the night's dews

I am the flourishing trees
Where birds make their homes

I am the feelings of bosoms
That sigh to see others' wounds

I am the hands
That smear balm on emotional bruises

I am the legs
That step towards the rubbles of broken life

I am sympathy
I am universal love

Blessed is the man
Who nourishes me well

My life
       has
            been many
                       hard
                              steps to
                                 climb
                                         but when
                                          I reached
                                                        the top
                                                      I looked
                                                                ­  Down and
                                                             ­           though
                                               ­                                     it was
                                                                ­                      hard
                             I had stepped above my worries and left them in the past.

She stands there in the dappled light thrown by the suns last dying rays
A doe in her full glory there at end of day
Oh how I do love so much the setting of the sun
A time to sit and wonder as the day is done
See there the stripes of silver on that grey and shaggy head
Tis so rare and beautiful to see the badger leave his bed
On silent wings the owl flies past, ghostly in the gloom
How beautiful to sit out here instead of in some stuffy room
See there a fox, her cubs are by her side
She stalks small creatures of the night with the arrogance of her kind
The light is fading fast with the coming of the night
But you can listen to natures symphony sung by creatures of the night
This is a time I love when most others are taking night times rest
This is how I see nature at her best

Fear not the man in black, his vicious bite nor evil sting
For when your time on earth is done you'll sit beside the King
Fear not your time of passing from this sad forbidding land
For when your time on earth is done you'll sit at Gods right hand

Though you be many miles away
We'll never be apart
I just reach out my hand
To feel the beating of your hearts

4:45 in the morning
But time has no meaning here
I went to bed with the suns dying rays
By the light of a flickering log fire
I sit in the suns early morning light
Listening to the dawn chorus as I try to write
No good so I lay down my pen
How can I compete with nature so grand
Perhaps a bit later unwritten words will flow
But until that time comes
I'll sit and watch nature grow