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passion

The ocean tide has smoothed the wrinkles of age,
like time has faded memories.
Still passion does not ebb.

With sublime charm he takes her hand into his.
Small and frail now but always as if it were the first time.
They walk together into the twilight years.

She, with loving tone
whispers her thoughts
to him.

He, with tender elegance
slips his arm
around her.

(c) Bryan Patrick Wallis 1995


Sorrow

One less heart beat in the world.
The sun has died

& ocean tide no longer
Reaches for the moon.

The anger of the storm
Washes away the mountains.
All that remains
Is a lake of bitterness.

(c)Bryan Patrick Wallis 1995


Silent, Like Tears

I fell in love

It was silent, like tears.

My heart was broken 

And it was silent, like tears.


Seasons Change

Staring at pictures of a little boy,
I remember a thousand years ago.
Wishing I would have known him better.
Feeling old and slow.

I could have never known
In those days of simplicity
How life could be shattered
By a woman痴 duplicity.

She gave me a place
& told me that I was safe.
Standing alone,
Belief without faith.

I blinked my eyes
When they opened again
The world had disappeared,
My heart had turned to tin.

Now I must rebuild
A world in which I will live
Find that little boy
& learn to forgive

The wind burns my face
Light brings on the day like heroin
Each breath I take hurts
Each thought is of her again.

(c) Bryan Patrick Wallis 1995


Long before the night
Dreams have faded from my mind
Sleep will bring new faith


This is Not Love

I heard a rumor
Whisper in the heartland
Penance for a sin
I don稚 understand

19 candles burn
As a symbol of
something I値l never
see again

Farther and further
She brings me
to my knees

Yes, I値l steal for you
Yes, I値l lie for you
Yes, I値l kill for you
Yes, I値l die for you

I have never loved this way before
I guess I知 addicted
I only want more

You live inside me
You live inside me
You live inside me
Something has died in me

No matter how many times
you致e let me down
They never understand the way I feel
The way you can

I will bear the cross
that we have built
So, come fuck me again

ゥ 1988 Bryan Patrick Wallis

Untitled

If you want to find me
look at the end of the bar
at the bottom of the bottle
I値l be there waiting

I feel need
like I need to feel
So far a set of walls is all I felt
and the blood that covers them
explains the pain in my head

My vision is a little blurry
but I can still walk
I choose it,
I like it

Pick up a gun
like I pick up a thought
and who would ever thought
it would come to this?

Lie to me some more
so that you might even believe it
I need to find someone
to live off their faith
until it has been sucked dry too.

ゥ 1990 Bryan Patrick Wallis

Bar Girl

When she noticed
me watching her,
she moved
so as that her
already short skirt
moved upwards.
I continued to stare.

Her hair was long,
but recently cut.
She drank vodka martinis
in three drinks.
She had four
and always finished them
with three drinks each.

ゥ 1990 Bryan Patrick Wallis

The 2 of Us

I have thought before of the night,
the sunless sky
stars of pure white
the depth of a perfect eye

Staring back at me
while I breath it in
What does the abyss see?
The life it birthed.

When I sleep I dream of heaven.
When I dream no more
Heaven will cease to exist
Without the dream I will be no more

Life and love are nothing
without someone to enjoy their fruits.
They are lost without souls
without the dream to keep alive

Living through one another
Existing side by side
Depending on one another
each has become the others heartbeat

ゥ 1996 Bryan Patrick Wallis


Other Poetry Links links:

Poems from Thomas Hardy

Poetry Ink


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ゥBr・an Patrick Wallis 1996