http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life What more is there? Sun, 16 Nov 2008 00:29:43 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Hollow, I feel hollow Not empty but cored out Why can’t I find the faith in others Much less the faith in myself I want more then what I have, I want more then what I will get Time to turn another corner Time to turn a new bend My life has gone a the ... http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/11/hollow/ My beloved cat, shortly before his death. He couldn't stand to have live plants around, unless he was given free rein to eat them. By the time he was done, these flowers were nothing more then forgotten stalks. [caption id="attachment_52" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Cujo"][/caption] http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/08/cujo/ The writing is in my heart but not always in my hand the words are in my head but rarely let loose to flow when things get out of control I retreat and leave it behind but where does one go when you need to unload? There are so many things that happen in this life, so many thoughts are ... http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/08/where-do-you-go/ Sometimes I have a hard time telling the truth. Actually I think it’s more of a problem saying it. For four very long years I hardly ever told the truth. It was the only way to keep peace in our house. I think the biggest lie I ever told was ... http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/07/to-tell-the-truth/ He saw her through a smoky room, just her back and heard her laugh. He wanted to see her face and smile and wondered if it would affect him the way her laugh did. Every time he heard it a chill would run down his spine and he absently shook ... http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/07/may-i-have-this-dance/ Cats sit on the fence Yowling their pain To a desolate sky Wolves in the distance Add their horrified cry Police lights flash As cars go by And the city lights flicker To the watching naked eye An empty heartbeat echoes Down a dark alleyway Nightlife passes by But misses the cry Unseen and worn out A hand reaches forth For someone to see But lost ... http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/07/forsaken/ http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/07/peeking-through/ It’s raining on Valentine’s day My heart lies breaking True love’s bliss flying away No matter the love I poured with my soul The pitcher overflows But the cup has a hole No patchwork could repair What was cracked Lays shattered My heart lies broken And the rain comes down On the parade I thought to have http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/07/rain/ Pain tears me up inside So strong I can’t even describe It eats at me from the inside out And brings a head to all my doubts Everything I want in life I see drifting along like a piece of spice It dangles itself before Opens its mouth And with its mocking words Gives a harsh face to all ... http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/07/spice/ The picture is a link to a larger version. http://thegothmom.com/poetry-art-life/2008/07/fantasies/