A Betrayal Of Trust

A betrayal of trust is not easely mended.
Even if you're in love with he who offended.
Alone, I reached for you, but no one was there.
In pain, I called for you; silence hung in the air.
I needed you for comfort and tell me everythings o.k.
A true and best friend should not behave this way.
I need to know on ourlove what is your intention.
Because in your life I will not be second to addiction.
If being wed and growing old together you inspere.
Tonight I need you to show me I'm your hearts desire.

Kindred Spirit

Sorrow flowing into more sorrow form tide pools of pain.
Memories flooding the mind, blurring the sane from the insane.
A broken heart does not die quietly, each piece pulsating in anguish.
Prayers for release of this unending torture are an unanswered wish.
Many little orbs for pain or sleep fail to aid me in the end.
My actions and reactions I cannot explain or defend.
A parent losing a child is a hell I do not want to share.
Making myself a sacrifical lamb was not the way to show I care.
I was not intending, kindred spirit, a betrayal of trust.
If nothing else keep you out of my private hell.
The illusion of that I am coping is sometimes a fragile shell.
The hardest thing I ever did was shut the door as you walked away.
When what I really wanted to do was run to you and beg you to stay.

Read on the radio at KOPN 98.5 FM on March 28th, 2010.

Danelle

Every morning, Danelle dons on her face.
Appling make up with an easy grace.
Baby blue eyeshadow and ruby red lips.
Rouge on her cheeks and painted nail tips.
Scarves, necklaces, bracelets, rings galore.
When one will not do,she just adds more.
A frame hugging mini skirt with fishnet stockings,
And she must have pumps to do her walking.
Before the mirror Danelle declares herself fairest in the land.
Under the finery, only she knows, lies Daniel the man.

Read on the radio at KOPN 98.5 FM on March 28th, 2010.

My Reply

" There's a hope hiding someplace.
But my search has been a disgrace.
Hiding my face,
I believe in nothing."
Daniel Thomas Roe

My Reply
Hope hides not from the human heart.
You just need to know where to start.
Hide not your face in a face in a self imposed disgrace.
In the hearts of your loved ones is hopes place.
When your faith falters and you believe no more.
And you feel adrift in life, far from shore.
Your family believes in you and our love will return,
The belief in hope for which you so dispertly yearn.

Little Girl Lost (Poem)

Little girl lost without a home.
Strayed off the path and far away.
Little girl lost without a name.
No one would call for her anyway.
Little girl lost without a hope.
The world swallowed her whole.
Little girl lost without a god.
No one knew she had a soul.

My Dearest Friend

My dearest friend, I grieve with you for love lost so long ago.
Why we picked mates who have changed into strangers I do not know.
Time effects us all: would we know ourselves reflected in their eyes?
Promises broken and declarations of love have turned to stinging lies.
While time is suppose to heal all wounds, some fester for years,
And just when you think you have been made whole, come the tears.
And what God may have planned for us I do not know how it will end.
But trust in God and trust in me to be there for you, my friend.
If we may speak sharply to one another over very trivial things.
Or if days go by and our phones are mote, silence only rings.
Remember this, dearest friend, we have a way back to one another.
The rhymed words we write will always guide us to each other.
Prose and poetry soul mates from now until times' never end.
Until I see you tomorrow, God be with you, my dearest friend.