.

Yours is a journey I pray delayed.
Quite unwelcome is your stay.
I'm not surprised to see you here.
Admitedly, it's your absence I fear.

When you're near I tense and brude.
My cheery temprament now rude.
So frazzled and delicate with all I hear.
A need for an umbrella in my downpour of tears.

My clothes think it funny to pull pranks on me.
Jeans once loose now stop stubborn at knees.
I suspect something has gone terribly awry.
For I assure you I've no pudding or pie--LIES!

All a tither counting the days away.
"Please don't extend her stay even a day!"
(whoops...I forget to finish this.  standby.)

-mmo

vague recollection

Only able to muster a vague recollection of you
All this at your behest, because you asked me to

Love-speak so familiar now has no rhythm nor rhyme
Words transform to ashes blown away by the breeze of time

In my heart and mind's eye, you were perfection personified
All an illusion, your tricks robbed my love def, dumb and blind


A slotted spoon next time you entice me, invite me to partake
'Cos your sweet left me bitter, still hungry and full of heartache

-mmo
20March10

triumph in truth

your eyes and  mind closed, you cannot define me
i venture beyond the box you assign me

fractured die of the past, attempted to mold me to shape

now shares the cage's fate-- bars bent and broken, door agape

always fighting, surviving, rising above the likes of you

with your false ideals and reinvented wheels

all lies and contrived beliefs, the end to justify the means
soon you shall be a pomp in effigy by those you deceived

impervious to your tongue's borrowed words, its parrot-like verse
i see through your imaginary talent and so-called worth

i hold the antidote to your wicked potions, labeled with your pious notions
in the truth you cannot bear nor concede while blinded by foolish devotion

when the dust settles, your masks of many will lay strewn with your fall
you'll gaze up from new depths, the person you really are--insignificant, small.

-mo

10mar10

Loss

A loss is a loss, no matter how small

The universe feels every new birth and bloom 

 My mind and body, A planet unto myself 

And even in sunshine, dark shadows loom 

Creation takes place everywhere, every form

A constant dance, matter with matter
Atoms dissipate, then regather, reform 

No change takes place without notice 

Like pain to a mother birthing a child 

All risk is significant and some with great cost 

The losses are relative to those outside 

But to me, absolute and solitary as worlds collide

-mmo
10.03.09