Patti Mouse's blog: "My poetry"

Gently etched in stone, Every letter carved with love. A simple stone, A marble head. It’s guarding the end Of his eternal bed. Letters spell the name Of someone that once was. Proudly proclaiming, “I may Have Died, But once I lived.” No better epitaph to be found, None better to give.

Whisper gently To my heart. Whisper that our Love remains when we part. An eternity of darkness, An eternity of light, As I think of you morn and night. Our love Forever remains, Even though You’ve gone away. As I stand Beside this lonely grave, I quietly cry For innocent love That will forever be Lost between you and me. As death draws The curtain closed, I shed a tear. Soon I fear I shall join you Where life holds no man. Take my hand, And lead me Towards heaven’s door.

I could have loved you. You were everything I had ever known and more. You were sweeter Than my mind could even dream. I could have loved you Till forever and beyond, To the place where Only dreams carry on. We could have been Something from which legends are made. Our passion could have exploded Burning us till only ashes remained. Oh yes, I could have loved you. Now I can never love you, The lies you told Have hurt so many, I now know you for who you are. I could have loved you If your wife didn’t already have you!

In my lover’s arms I found hope. In my lover’s eyes I found joy. In my lover’s touch I found warmth. In my lover’s dream I found regret.

The passion flows Into the words I write, Causing my pain To seem trite. Yet for every poem That I write, Somewhere love has died…

Does the wind blow Slower on an autumn night, When the stars are out and the moon is bright? Does the wind blow Colder on a winter morn, When the world is cold and forlorn? Does the wind blow Warm on a spring afternoon, When the trees dance and the flowers bloom? Does the wind blow Light on a summer day, When outside the children do play? Does the wind blow Softly thru your hair, And make you feel you haven’t a care? Does the wind blow?

I gave you up To save your life. To keep you safe From unknown harm. I held you close As long as I could. Crying my tears That nothing could hide, Knowing deep inside That your life would be better than I could Provide. I gave you up Out of love that welled up inside. Tearing me apart From the pain inside.

In the music I allowed my soul To drift Knowing it might Separate me from Reality. In my dream I allowed my soul To roam, Knowing I might Never find my way Home. In the poem I allowed my soul To fly, Knowing I might Forget why. And in love I allowed my soul To fall, Knowing I might Never understand At all.

The fire burns so hot, It melts my very core. Emotions lick at my mind, Racing quite out of control. His touch sends me reeling Past reality thru the realm Of insanity… The feeling is so new It leaves me unsure And breathless… Out of control Yet never truly. The intensity scares me And still thrills me. His touch ignites sparks That fly through me Till I feel aflame. I’m left afire And breathless…

The silver’s tarnished On your wedding band. Though it seemed perfect The day it was slipped onto your hand. The silver’s tarnished On that simple band. I’m not sure how Since it’s not worn anymore. Still, when I looked for a symbol Of our love and what once was, All I could find Was a single tarnished silver band.