1997


© 1996 - 2002 Dana Philipps

I - 5/29

rising up, boiling hot
rushes in, filling the void
you lead me one way for a moment
and change direction the next
expecting all, wanting nothing
expecting nothing, needing all
I can not bear to play
these games
running circles in my mind

II - 5/29

throw it all away
my silent friend
try to fight your fire
by burning me
your attempts will fail
and only the scalding ashes
of what might have been
will remain

III - 5/29

I stand against love and devotion
from outside interventions
I keep tall and strong
on my own
sometimes yearning for
a touch of the exotic
I reach out and you are there
I can give you only what I offer
and no more
Throw reason to the wind
and you are gone
I'm alone
doing fine

Untitled - 5/28

I watch you out of the corner
of my eye
a subtle shadow masks your
face
and I am glad
for you are not who used to
sit beside me
you are a cold stranger in his place

Things Fall Apart - 4/30

gentle sighs no longer grace the air
tender embraces have all but disappeared
the sound of silence fills the place of laughter
petals fall away from once fragrant blossoms
and in the background my heart shattering...

The Rainbow Keeper - 4/30

Once upon a time I captured a little ribbon of light
for the joy of my soul
I shared it with an outsider
who had come to delight in my eyes
I treasured my dainty rainbow
My outsider held it close and dear
(oh! the joy of my soul)
It burned bright and strong
frightening the outsider away
I have a little ribbon of light all my own
grown cold

The Well - 2/18

I dig deep but the well's run dry
nothing to sustain me comes forth
and I ask why
my desperation causes me to look farther
into the depths of my barren soul
if I could find but one drop of salvation
I could move on from here...


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