I love to sing. this is the perfect place for it. I will also start sharing my poetry here. Hugs to all of my friends here. Much love to you. Paula
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I am the one you love,
i am this inner complicity of mixed emotion that you can never figure out.
I am the lost soul sitting beside you on the lonely crowded bus,
searching for my stop and nervous that I will forget to get off on time.
I am the hidden treasure that you keep tucked in your pocket,
waiting for you to decide to spend time with me.
Waiting for the time you will be proud of me.
I am full of emotion and lost.
I wait for you to love me and hold me. Give me that special touch
that we share to show our love to each other. I wait hidden in your pocket for you to take me out and decide I am important enough to pay attention to.
I am the inner mixed emotion filled complicity that still hurts at unkind words,
still cries for the loss of past loves, still fighting with the emotions of a past
riddled with horror and pain and nightmares and game.
I am your hope and your sorrow, your love of tomorrow, your dream come true and your pain that makes you blue. Embrace me and we shall find the
circumstances easier to manage. ignore me and I will hurt for your absence,
Love me and I will love you back. Hold me and I will hold you forever in my heart.
I am the inner most complicities of your intricate workings. Your past, your future, your present. I await you here on this crowded bus in search of the right stop to come and see you. i wait for you to give me the nudge to pull the string and let us meet somewhere in between. the joy and the sorrow, the hurt of tomorrow. I give you relief, I cause you no pain. I am only your inner most complicated person trying to escape. Escape from the pain and the sorrow you hold, escape from the torture you continue to live. I want to be free. i want to be me. Let me go to feel and begin something real.
She Leaves Him By The Sea
The boat comes towards her.
She stands anxious to board.
Looking behind her as if
she has left something of value.
Looking behind her to see what
it could be that she has forgotten.
She hears the laughter and crying
around her. She sees the eyes of strangers.
She searches through the crowd,
She feels him coming near.
The boat plank almost ready to board,
She hurries up the ramp.
She turns a corner fast and runs,
for he is coming soon. She looks for a spot to tuck in
and hide and feels his eyes searching for her.
She hides and waits and holds her breath.
She listens to the passengers as they board and prays,
Help me let him go, help me let him go.
The boat is almost full and she has not felt him for a while.
He must have given up and went back to the shore.
She peeks her head out of her spot and slips out in to the crowd.
She starts to walk along the deck and look for her ticket to give.
He rounds the corner just in time to see her fumbling through her purse. He reaches out to grab her close and hold her one last time.
The tears from his eyes as they look at her come burning and streaming from within. She is his love and he knew that he could only hold her for a time. She was leaving for a new life, a new adventure far from him.
It was his wish to send her there to give her a new start.
She was going to leave the old country and find a new adventure in America.She was going to her aunts home there to start all fresh and new.
He held her tight and kissed her over and over again. He loved her more than life itself and would come to find her one day there. He was her love and she was his and they could only afford for one of them to go. So he sent her in hopes that she would have the freedom that we know.
She sits today waiting for him for nearly 50 years have gone by. She is alone and full of pain . She lost him to a sea that separates them. And alone she remains.
Paula Watson 02-11-08