Missing Pieces

Found on a piece of paper dated 2008. I suspect it was a Jackson/Triggs moment :-)


When without a direction
Your dreams know the way
If not finding your voice
The heart knows what to say
When this day is done
So begins another one
Now embroiled in sadness
Tomorrow might be fun
Around in circles
Around and around
Start looking for things
You should have already found
When no new dreams fill your sleep
Is your mind at ease
Then finding a safe harbour
From memories you needn't keep
Too far ahead or too far behind
The knots need to be tight
Or else everything unwinds
Making plans then making do
Just picture puzzles
Of me and you

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This one bombed from the opening line. Some times you just stink plain and simple. But it's okay to save them because poems are like days of the week. Some days you can do no wrong and other days....it's like pulling teeth!!


If I were a flower and you were a bee
You could buzz all around
But always land firmly on me
If you were the sun and I was the moon
We would defy mother nature
From July until June
If you were rich and I was poor
You could give me so much
Yet I would give you more
If you were wisdom and I was time
In between the miles endless
Still the loving ties that bind
If I was calm and you were the edge
We could meet in the middle
And feel safe on the ledge
If I was beer and you were wine
Like oil and water
Yet there is a love we find
From emotions and words
Two hearts would rhyme
If I was a writer and you were ink
Joining hearts and hands
Then everything in sync
If I was reality and you were a dream
I would sleep forever
Then everything as it seems
If I could see your dreams
I could make them real
When two become one
It becomes part of the deal
If I could hear your words
I would hear promises spoken
Still all I feel
Are the promises broken

Sharing a Precious Star

Somewhere there is one candle burning
Just one until it is shared
The grief will remain with us for a time
To be left with only memories
Yet memories can never be extinguished
A sudden binding of ties where there was none
A celebration of life for just one
Believing we will reap what we sow
Then helpless for whatever we can't know
Precious like a falling star
We each have our own but now sharing
When sorrow is a prerequisite for healing
Who among us is not ever in need
Stepping off the side walk and in stride
With hands holding on tight
And if only briefly
Bound by what no heart can endure
One loss can bind all of us as one
An emotion has it's own place and time
But what to do when emotions cascade
An irony when one loss can unite all
What to do when a memory never fades