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    Can the real you stand up please

 charmer all round good bloke super dad long suffering spouse super man cool rational specimen pillar of strength all things to all men

must’ve taken super powers glue stop mask slipping an iota

true master i was duped sleeping with the enemy under cover 

almost within touching distance 

demolition job complete 

she is crushed

can the real you stand up please

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Poem a day challenge #15 Opposites

Tasted delicious euphoria deep deep sorrow

surrounded friends family weary body soul dragging

scaled Mt. Optimism all I wanna is to die blessed relief

beautiful smiling bride bitter divorcee

essential part of happy family thrown out with the trash recycling not required

jonathon livingston seagull soaring free crashed spectacularly wing lopsided grounded

licking wound gazing longingly up

will she ever fly again

scale the heights of delight

look down upon

world of goodness

restore faith in humanity

just a blip unlucky

gonna be ok kid

One day you’re gonna fly high high above the clouds

leave the sorrow behind

healed

Blind dates

too short
     too old
too strong
     uncontrollable
too dark
 
     demanding
too impatient
     bad tempered
too loud
     too chatty
 
          Hey Man
If you see fault in me now
     Not the good
Then it ain’t never gonna work
 
     sure I ain’t perfect
who is 
          i like me
      That’s what counts

perfection (2)

a million pieces
beauty in flawed humanity
perfection in our very faults
that crooked half smile
 
     a million pieces
     none fit
     perfection resides not in tomorrow
     futile being good
 
          a million pieces
          tear streaked
          perfection in that fissure
          not having the answer
 
a million pieces
you are whole
perfection is your flawed beauty
you just don’t know it
 

youngster’s game

this love lark is a youngster’s
game not for decrepit oaps twisted
fingers missing boobs damaged hearts
salt and pepper head of hair ladies who
won’t grow old gracefully
like spotty teenagers in love for the first time
getting all excited carried away thinking they are
infallible omnipotent Duracell extra can keep going
they flop on the couch super glued limp as rag dolls
awaiting their second wind
you see these wrinklies can’t quite believe their luck a
second bite of the cherry they were resigned to growing old
alone getting more grumpy set in their ways who was gonna
put up with them love them with their health conditions body falling
apart soon the mind will go too who will hold their hand

Le silence

Apologies to French bloggers for mistakes.  I would welcome corrections; just fancied trying one out in a foreign language.

Fort comme du vent menacer
de faire la destruction totale
si on ne garde pas le silence
Pas parler la vérité
sentir du tout
continuez comme toujours
Le silence blanc
comme la neige froide
dans la noire

Poem a day challenge#13 Agree to disagree

We could never agree to

disagree meet in the

middle now we don’t

meet at all

Poem a day challenge#11 Pls pass the salt dear

Hide and Seek

I looked for you in the wardrobe under the bed behind the curtains

I tried to read your expression gaze into the window of your soul

I worked hard at catching what you were saying reading between the lines

 

Figuring out what was left unsaid the silence that stood between us

But you hid always behind that iron mask you wore even to bed

So though you were here I never found you however hard I seek

 

I looked for you in the shower under the summer sun behind the trees

I tried to capture your soul essence what made you tick get up every day

I worked hard at peeping beyond the facade of charm all round good bloke

 

Figuring out why the barrage of criticism finger wagging put downs kept coming

But you remained stoic saintly silent resilient a martyr to the cause unwavering

So though you were here I never found you no matter where I seek

 

Can the real you stand up please

Where have you been hiding all these years

Cos I sure never found you

 

Like snow which melts away

Autumn leaves blown by the wind

The river flowing in to the sea

 

Like the days which will not return

Memories lodged in our mind’s eye

The wounded wings healed fly free

 

Can the real you stand up please

Where have you been all these years

Cos I sure never knew you

 

I looked for you in the wardrobe under the bed behind the curtains

I tried to read your expression gaze into the window of your soul

I worked hard at catching what you were saying reading between the lines

 

But I never found you

Though I loved you

With all my heart

 

Where have you been hiding

My Love

It’s time

It’s time

to dry the ravenous tears

wrap a cast around your pierced heart

crawl inch by inch if you must

but get off that damn floor

keep moving

that way you know you are

still alive

 

Stand up tall

head held high

dignity is all

 

Look the mirror in the eye

pay huge respect

fighter survivor tough old bird

dug deep against immeasurable odds

terrified abandoned

did what she had to and

go on

 

It’s time

to get back on that horse

reclaim your power force

repay the kindness of strangers

when you found yourself

in a dark place with

nowhere to go

 

Make sense of why you had to endure survive

recurrent depression

cancer twice

chemo-induced heart failure

 

You were meant to live

do some good

 

It’s time

 

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