Wednesday, January 19, 2011

my blues



a deeper shade of me and you
was what i wanted
long ago ...

i couldn't have it so i found
a deeper shade
of blue  ...

© Debbie Finlay

Thursday, January 13, 2011

discarded


what the tide has swept away
was never really meant to stay
it washes out at end of day
never to return

all those stones were left unturned
the bridges now have all been burned
and as far as i'm concerned
they've all been turned to waste

do you dare to start again
when the day's new tide comes in
or simply try to still defend
your painful misconceptions

it's so sad you have to choose
of things you think are yours to lose
surely your gods are amused
at what you think you've found

truth comes when eyes are open wide
to think it's only on your side
will leave you with a big surprise
and dreams of starting over ...

from what has been discarded.

© Debbie Finlay

Thursday, January 6, 2011

alice



all the things i hoped to be
shattered deep inside of me
with twists and turns my dreams fell
but i could not be freed

so i turned to follow you
but when i did you fell from view
and like the rabbit in the hole
you were gone before i knew

but this is not a wonderland
my quest for you got out of hand
and though i do not wish it so
i'll end what you began

because I am the queen of hearts
but you'll no longer play the part
of the king that i once loved
i'll make another start ~

deal me in.

© Debbie Finlay

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

solitude


i sit in quiet solitude
a lonely soul - i wait for you
in a room without a view
while silence fills the air ~

i dream of all the used-to-be's
with their old haunting melodies
they seem to come right back to me
and dance across the room ~

but i know all my rooms are bare
and i can't find what is not there
a tight fist clutching empty air
while tears fall down my face ~

i'd stay in here til you returned
but the past is gone, it's bridges burned
chalk it up to lessons learned ...
while i slowly turn the page.

© Debbie Finlay

Sunday, January 2, 2011

unknown



among the things
you'll never know
is how these hills look
in the snow ...

the pure of white
at break of day
and how it fades
so quickly away ~

the first new buds
of the roses in spring
or the joy that
their new colors bring ...

butterflies dancing
around the blooms
and how the light
fills all these rooms ~

the intensity of the
summer sun
how nights and days
turn into one ...

storms that bring
a sudden breeze
with strong winds
playing in the trees ~

leaves that turn
to gold in fall
with reds and yellows
i love them all ...

i love the fireplace
when it glows
and spreads its warmth
down to my toes ~

but more than these ...

among the things
you'll never know
is how it hurt
to let you go.

© Debbie Finlay