Monday, November 12, 2012

YOUR WORDS

by Theresa Lovelace

Like a knife
Piercing through warm flesh,
Your words are sharp.

They hit hard,
Like an iron hammer
Pounding a nail.

A marksman takes aim
And never misses his target.
So you, a verbal marksman, take aim
You hit where it hurts
Never missing your target.

Copyright 1994

Sunday, October 7, 2012

THE BRIDGE

by Theresa Lovelace

It glistened in the sunlight
And with the masses of passersby
    there was a solitude
A loneliness that seem to go unexplained.

Below was a reflection of emptiness
   filled with tears of yesterday's tomorrows
And as sounds of distant laughter permeated the lull
It glistened in the sunlight.

An eerieness hovered over the breathtaking expanse
As it stretched from then to now
    with a multitude of unknown destinations
    nestled in its breast.

I walked along the bridge that day
Overwhelmed by the loudness of its lonely silence
A deafening silence
And I too felt a loneliness
That to this day has gone unexplained.


Copyright 1994

Sunday, September 23, 2012

NIGHT SKY

by Theresa Lovelace

Beautiful velvet tapestry
Studded with glimmering gems
Draped over the stillness of the earth below.
Can I tell you my secrets?

Majestic guardian
There in your regal greatness
You wait for the day
Then fade beyond the distant hills
When she finally finds her way
Will you dry my tears when they fall?

Keeper of the planets
Companion to the moon
Silent though you speak
Can we escape to your mighty space and hide in your embrace?

Copyright 1994