Can't make time
By telling time

Fwd: Poem

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---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Amanda MacLean <macleaney@gmail.com>
Date: Wed, Aug 14, 2013 at 10:00 AM
Subject: Poem
To: Amanda MacLean <macleaney@gmail.com>

How dare I think I am the only one
Who had a word to say
Who has a word to say

Sent from my Windows Phone

A successful day is not a day without sorrow
A successful day is not a day without tears
A successful day is not a day without regret
A day without emptiness
A day without need
A day without mercy
Your mercy on me.

I wish I had that life
I wish I knew what was in that head of hers
What is she thinking?
I sure do wish I knew

I wish I could walk on her thoughts like tiles
Beneath a waterfall of rushing smiles
Blank stares cascade around her like a quiet mob
I wish I knew her thoughts

I wish everybody knew that she arrived on the shore
Floating in a seashell like a pearl
I wish there were some better words for this.

Putting myself in order
Putting myself back into place
I wanted you in my corner
Wanted you to see my face
At least just see
At least just see my face

Maybe you were running to me
Maybe you were not so far away
I stayed at the edge and called you
I stayed just close enough to whisper your name
At least just close enough
At least just close enough to see the back of you

another day, another hour
another season...sun rises and sets again
golden reflections on the bright wet pavement
leaves letting drop the dew
over and over again,
we start anew.

another caterpillar crawling just beneath my feet
i sit and breathe again,
the morning mist.

i'm not more beautiful today than yesterday
i'm not more delicate, intelligent or well
i'm not more than the dust i was made from when i was born
i'm not alive more than before

i'm not still on a search for something
still in the web of predicaments
still entangled in the sticky, slimy slices
of the divine
i'm not still searching anymore

written august 08

I've been watching the paint on the wall dry
Watching the second-hand tick by
I open and close my eyes
Again and again
Here I am

I've been sitting in tall grass
Watching the clouds as their shadows pass
Along the ground and I dare not ask
When I need to begin again
Here I am