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Post by anirbas on Jun 1, 2007 7:58:16 GMT -6
First sunrise...
First breakfast...
First laugh...
First lunch...
First dinner...
First sunset...
Of my first, full
day of freedom...
Nothing ever looked,
tasted or felt so right...
Joy leaks in dribbles and torrents
from my eyes. The past fades...
Like history or badly spoken lines or lies...
Even as the bruises on my body and spirit will fade...
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Post by Sam on Jun 1, 2007 9:28:16 GMT -6
Rejoice in this new day.
Focus on being happy.
Breathe in the new,
breathe out the old....
and let it go...
Love,
Sam
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Post by anirbas on Jun 1, 2007 15:24:29 GMT -6
Yes...That is exactly what I'm doing, SAmmy...Breathing in the new, breathing out the old...Letting it go and focusing on what needs be done to effect a future for Ivy and me, that we both can live with and live within...I'm just so happy and thankful, sometimes, I feel like I'm going to burst into a thousand rainbow colored shatters and fall as glitter on all those whom I love...Of which you are one...Love, SAbrina.
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 2, 2007 13:51:03 GMT -6
Can you see me my dear friend...doing my happy dance...out here on the west coast for you and little you...outta the old into the new...tis a beautiful thing...
Hugs and kisses to you and yours...
Love ya seestor...always...
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Post by anirbas on Jun 3, 2007 10:40:57 GMT -6
No, I can't say I can see you, Mishie...LOL...But, I can feel you and hear you doing that happy dance on the west coast for mini-me and her mommy...Yes...This move...Tis a beautiful thing...Totally...Totally...Totally...Ivy and I, still have that, we'll wake up and we're still there in the darkness feeling...But, it dissipates more with each passing moment...Love, Sabrina
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Post by anirbas on Jun 28, 2007 21:10:50 GMT -6
Laughter and love
wraps round us--
an overflowing river
inundating my daughter
and her mother--
baptising us
in unconditionality.
~*~
Isolated for seventeen years...
She, hostaged with me for twelve
and a half of those years...
Fears, tears and darkness
the blood, bone and sinew
of our once shared habitat...
~*~
Funny, just when I gave up on freedom...
Figured I'd die in the arms of hellish purgatory...
But not in the arms of anyone that loved me...
Just when I gave up, finally, an avenue opened...
And two lives began to be lived, one moment at a time...
~*~
Cresting, crescendoing wavelets
of cackles, chuckles, giggles, guffaws
and laughter carry us in their riverous depths...
A family sharing togetherness...
It's not true, you can't go back home...
Sometimes, it's a first and if you're lucky, you can...
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Post by anirbas on Jun 28, 2007 21:21:06 GMT -6
Is it cruel to say...
Once bitten, twice shy...
I'm not sure, I ever want or wish
to live full time with any man, again?
I'm afraid of the choices I make...
My track record would seem to indicate...
I'm an awful judge of character...
Feeling sorry for anyone and everyone
til I've been hurt just a little to much,
and all I want to do, is break and run?
Or worse, give pain, as well as I get it given to me?
I'm not sure any man, could live with me now...
I'm like a wounded animal...Clawing, growling and hissing...
Knowing for certain, now, it's love in my life, I've been missing...
Probably best to love this woman from a distance...
From across time and circumstance...
As I'm not sure there are enough
bandaids and gauze in the world,
to wrap this festering, gangrenous
gash I feel like I've become, inside...
But, then again...I still believe in all possibility...
And you might be the first and only man,
to possess the magic to heal a woman, most tragic...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 30, 2007 13:32:14 GMT -6
Sometimes dear sweets you make me choke on tears unshed in myself and in the words you write...a mirror is placed in front of my soul to stare in the eyes of its twin sister's...all the pain...
WOW...feeling dumb that I've no better reply than that...
Hugs..
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Post by anirbas on Jul 1, 2007 3:05:50 GMT -6
LOL...Feeling dumb? WEll, if it's any consolation, you're in goooood company...LOL...
I don't know about you, Mishie...But, this doxie is sick of pain...Hugs backatcha...
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