How can the worst of me live so close to me
There should be distance that Separates the dark clouds that gathering around my feet causing me to walk in a fog stumbling past the good things that will inspire onlookers to join me in a march
How can the worst of me live so close to me
The brick tied to my heart tied to regressions tied to second thoughts tied to I should not tied to I'm at it again tied to I have to stop this tied to now I've pulled them in tied to I feel the heat of hells door on the palms of my hands
How can the worst of me love so close to me
Demons perched on my shoulders like my personal gargoyles aged and weathered but determined to stay until the end only to fly away once I'm flat on the ground not breathing not moving not thinking not crying not looking for help not asking for favors not praying not hoping just laying
How can the worst of me be so close to me
9/2/12/jrg
Copyright© 2012 by Jeff R. Ghee
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Sunday, September 2, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
This is what the new morning brings
This new morning
Sun shine to fill the morning sky
This new morning
has come it's a beautiful feeling
This new morning
My eyes see all the glory fresh and new
This new morning has come
Brings my first new breath of new beginnings
This new morning brings new song
from wind and leaves and birds
I kiss this new day with passion.
This day I reach the summit of myself
I kiss this new day with hope
This is the day I succeed
I kiss this day with forgiveness
This is the day to spread love
This is what the new morning brings
10/24/11/jrg
Copyright© 2011 by Jeff R. Ghee
Sun shine to fill the morning sky
This new morning
has come it's a beautiful feeling
This new morning
My eyes see all the glory fresh and new
This new morning has come
Brings my first new breath of new beginnings
This new morning brings new song
from wind and leaves and birds
I kiss this new day with passion.
This day I reach the summit of myself
I kiss this new day with hope
This is the day I succeed
I kiss this day with forgiveness
This is the day to spread love
This is what the new morning brings
10/24/11/jrg
Copyright© 2011 by Jeff R. Ghee
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Female Orchids
Female orchids blossoming in the shadows of the sun
bittersweet their secrets hidden in tall grass
uncut
unkept and unwatered
only the crosswinds carry their sweet scents
their seeds
their dreams and their wishes deep into the folds and creases way down deep between the blades of grass
underneath the dying grass
underneath the dead grass
pitted in the soil
where tomorrow's orchids wait
where next week orchids wait
where the next month orchids wait where next years orchids wait
where next season wait to blossom
7/8/12/jrg
Copyright© 2012 by Jeff R. Ghee
bittersweet their secrets hidden in tall grass
uncut
unkept and unwatered
only the crosswinds carry their sweet scents
their seeds
their dreams and their wishes deep into the folds and creases way down deep between the blades of grass
underneath the dying grass
underneath the dead grass
pitted in the soil
where tomorrow's orchids wait
where next week orchids wait
where the next month orchids wait where next years orchids wait
where next season wait to blossom
7/8/12/jrg
Copyright© 2012 by Jeff R. Ghee
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