
FLAGS ON A PHANTOM SHIP
They say there comes a time
to every sailing boat
when buoyancy declines
and t'will no longer float
But experience has taught me
in lessons stern and grave
that in a person's memory
some flags will always wave
For neither that stiff running tide
nor rocks that aren't on charts
can wreck a builder's wooden pride
or split a dream in parts
What man has joined with wooden pegs
and sent down hopeful ways
can never lose the long sea legs
of turquoise ocean days
All that cruising counts for much
in fathoms all unknown
and in a captain's gentle touch
the spirit will have grown
Beyond what you find overhead
or down unto the keel
or tapping on the old bulkhead
to try to get a feel-
Rap no more, it wearies me
you will not find the cost
when something sinks into the sea
and every hand is lost
But it lingers in old pictures
as old men reminisce
as sail holds wind in strictures
although the ship be missed
The quiet wharves still tell the tale
though the ocean shows no track-
but every ship that ever sailed
still sends some signal back.
Dedicated to my friends on HMS Rose
May, 1998
Samuel A. Southworth © 1998
SASouth@AOL.COM

ALMOST ALWAYS
Almost always, I can put him out of my thoughts.
But every once in a while
Something happens, a sound, a thought,
And when it does, I'm returned once again
To the brief time I was in his arms
And I was happy.
Almost always, I'm perfectly fine.
But then I see a happy couple,
Two people who find such joy in each other,
And I'm reminded of the way he looked at me
Once upon a time ago,
When I was happy.
Almost always, no one knows.
They see only a shell, a happy veneer,
Only what I let them see
And not even my closest friends suspect
The feelings I hold within my soul,
From when I was happy.
Almost always, I can laugh.
I can pretend with the best of them,
That what he did to me doesn't hurt.
And when I do go back,
I can imagine how it'd feel if we were
Together, and happy.
But, almost always isn't enough.
I have to turn ahead,
Look forward to the future,
Another love, another life.
And when I find him,
I will be happy, again.
© Whitney Petch, 1999
whitneypetch@yahoo.com

I NEVER REALLY KNEW
I never knew how beautiful,
an evening sky could be.
Until I saw a thousand stars
shine just for You and Me!
I never knew a robin's song,
could be a song of love.
until I heard one sing for us,
in the clear blue sky above!
I never felt the joy of Spring
in cool and balmy weather,
until I knew we could watch
the seasons change together!
I never felt the magic
of the world in which we live,
never knew what it could mean
to have a heart to give!
I never knew a smile could say so much,
I never knew the comfort
of a word, a kiss or a gentle touch!
Just how many joys I missed,
I never really knew,
until we met and fell in love
and I shared them all with you!
© Whelchel@usa.net 1998

I THINK YOU SHOULD KNOW
First a little something,
I think you should know.
I care more about you,
than what I really show.
During a very short time,
I've found out,
you're someone very special,
that I really care about.
Someone so gentle, warm and kind,
that I can't see your faults,
whether you have any or not
because I'm falling in love
with you,
and I just had to let you know.
For as time flies,
and suns rise,
a special kind of love will grow!
© whelchel@usa.net 1998

I CLOSE MY EYES
I close my eyes and there you are
Standing tall and majestic
Waiting patiently
Like a soldier at his post
I close my eyes and there you are
The warmth of your smile
Beckons my heart to respond
and beat only for you
I close my eyes and there you are
The tender refuge I find
Only in the power of your love
And the strength of your arms
I close my eyes and there you are
My gallant knight
Stands ready to rescue me
And add meaning to my existence
Whenever I need you
To touch my life
All I have to do is close my eyes
And there you are
© Patricia A. Lackey, 1999
patricia47@digitalusa.net

THE PAIN OF LOVE
I remember how in love we were,
how we met I'm not so sure.
You treated me so well at first,
then things took a turn for the worst.
I didn't leave you,
because I thought there was something I could do,
I didn't want to believe any of it was true.
I was just so in love with you,
I never wanted us to be through.
You said that I really hurt you,
but you put me through hell too.
All my love was yours to take,
instead it was my heart you chose to break,
now I know trusting you was a mistake.
Love was all I ever felt for you,
now I have hurt and hate too.
You asked me if I loved you then how could I hurt you,
what about you, if you loved me than how could you hurt me too?
Were we doomed to be hurt,
was fate against our love?
Instead of challenging everything,
we just gave up trying,
gave up caring.
Maybe it wasn't meant to be,
we were just too blind to see.
© LiLak15@aol.com 1999

WHAT DO I DO?
What do I do with my love,
which was only for you?
What do I do with my heart,
which you hold the key to?
What do I do with my memories,
which were of me and you?
Now that you are gone.
How do I deal with this pain,
without you I'll never be the same?
How do I repair my heart,
you hurt when you decided to part?
How do I forget your face,
that I just can't seem to replace?
How do I forget your touch,
that I miss so much?
How do I forget your smile,
that seems to linger awhile?
How do I forget your lips,
from which beautiful words slipped?
How do I forget your kiss,
which was pure bliss?
How do I forget my love,
which was held only for you?
What do I do with my heart?
© LiLak@aol.com 1999

SOUNDS OF SILENCE
this quiet coldness kills me
a slow death and painful
the sullen silence submitting
to occasional shuddering sighs
the loving laughter still echoes
in the ensuing emptiness
altering, enfolded in fog,
wondering where you went
I stumble, tumbling forward
flat on my face again
just another fallen angel
the only sound singing
the bitter beating
of a broken heart
and I don't think I'll get up this time
© LilAnjle13@aol.com, 1998

MY ONLY LOVE
I never stopped loving you
for a second or even a moment.
I never breathed without you on my lips,
I never smiled without your face on my mind.
Every face I saw was yours ...
Since you've gone, I've looked at no other,
your lips soft as silk, are the only thing left on my lips.
Photos, are vague reminders of our love.
Your smile shows the love you once held for me.
Letters of yours I clutch tightly
running my fingers over "I love you"
trying to smile as I remember how much I love you,
but all I can do is cry.
I sit here and clutch the things you have given me,
things I should've thrown out, but that I couldn't bear to part with.
Your memories live on in my heart.
Hard to forget your face, your touch.
I sit here and try to remember what happened ...
I take my feelings and shove them back in my heart until you are locked away.
I stare at the key in my hand,
and I throw the key away hoping for it to never be found.
Your love is something I'll never get again.
I've lost the key.
© LiLak15@aol.com, 1999

I REMEMBER WHEN...
I remember the first time we met,
Things seemed so perfect in each
other's eyes. We would talk for
Endless hours, almost soaking in
Everything we could about each other.
I remember the first poem I
Had written you with all my heart,
It moved me in such a way
That I knew it was perfect for
You. It made you smile and shine.
I remember when you were hurt
And torn to shreds, so I stayed
Up past the midnight hour to
Calm and comfort your pains,
Which held you tightly closed in.
I remember when you almost ran away,
But I am glad you didn't. It was
Because we loved each other
And you did not want to hurt me.
I kept those memories close.
I remember that we had some
Problems many times, how we
Grew closer when we worked it
Through. Yet some stayed inside
And were never really told to the other.
I remember our last few days,
But I wish they could have been
Different. They were short and
Lonesome, but I tried, didn't I?
I only wanted your happiness to be.
I remember when we said, "I love you"
Nothing could stop my peacefulness when I
Heard you speak those unforgetful words.
But now they are silent as if a wall has
Torn us apart and withheld our lost emotions.
If only it could have worked out in some
Way, but that seems to have been or was
Impossible for you to imagine. I remember
When you cared, for our friendship and
Compassion to each other ... I remember when.
© Benjamin Adam McDade, 1999
BAMoont@aol.com

A THING ABOUT LOVE
Don't you hate it when you fall in love,
when he's all you're thinking of?
You've given your heart to him,
but he won't let you in.
Don't you hate it when you wish,
for him to give you just one kiss?
But his lips remain still,
as cold as a November chill.
Don't you hate it when you cry,
thinking to yourself and wondering why?
Why his love is not yours to keep,
why he's not with you when you sleep?
Don't you hate it when you pray,
that he will be yours someday?
That's all you seem to do,
hoping it'll all someday come true.
© LiLak15@aol.com 1999

TAKE THIS
Take this heart of mine,
with it I am nothing but blind.
Take this love that I have,
it belongs to you anyway.
Take away my identity,
without you I'm nothing.
Take my thoughts and hide them from me,
there are things in there I do not want to see.
Take my voice and lock it away,
I say things sometimes I shouldn't say.
Take my soul and keep it in your pocket,
and lock my feelings in a golden locket.
Take my pain away,
so it will leave my heart.
Take my kisses and hold them in your hand,
and wash them away with a handful of sand.
Take all that I am away,
away from me will it forever stay.
© Lilak15@aol.com 1999

SUCH IS LIFE
Moonlight shines into the world
Shadows dance and endlessly whirl
Stars shine and twinkle in the heavens above
And constantly surrounding are feelings of love
The smell of Fall in the air, the hint of Winter's cold
Each day revitalizes no matter how old
When it is happening with the colors so bright
You cannot tell sunrise from the sunset leading into night
Yin and Yang - Hot and Cold - Pain and Joy
None can exist without the other like girl and boy
Each piece in the puzzle fits where it belongs
But like notes of music, they can go in many songs
Each note is the same but makes different music
Depending on the pace and the surrounding lyrics
Life is a melody best played in a duet
The ups and downs best blend when there are two
Slow and sweet, fast and strong, each is unique and always belong
Life is full of sweet surprises when least we expect them
Always remember to enjoy the day and the night
Opposites they may be - Darkness and sunlight
But without one, how can you tell the other ...
Complimentary sides of the same coin.
© RadInfo1@aol.com, 1999

I SOMETIMES WONDER.......
If only I would've been there for you,
would it still be me and you?
If only I said 'I love you' more often,
would you have stayed then?
If only I showed you more love,
would I still be your only one?
If only I didn't argue,
would I still be with you?
If only I loved you a little more,
would my heart not be so sore?
If only I gave more instead of took,
would you give me another look?
If only I didn't get upset,
would you still regret the day we met?
If only I cared a little less,
then would I still be in this mess?
Sometimes I wonder about me and you,
and think if only there was something I could do.
© LiLak15@aol.com 1999

DAYS GO BY ...
If only you knew what you mean to me,
what would it take for you to see?
Sometimes I lay awake wondering where you are,
silently making a wish on my bright star.
Lately my days seem sad and dark,
my heart still aches where you left your mark.
I sit and stare at pictures of you,
and think to myself, 'if only you knew.'
If only you knew how I miss you,
what would it make you do?
Sometimes I wish we'd never met,
then maybe your face I could forget.
Lately I've been thinking of things I want to say,
things I hope to say to you someday.
If only you knew how I long to be yours forever,
then would we be together?
Sometimes I wonder what happened to us,
you know I'd never hurt you on purpose.
Lately my heart feels like it's dying,
and all I feel like doing is crying.
If only you knew,
how much I love you,
would you say it to me too?
© LiLak15@aol.com 1999

PUZZLE OF LOVE
The snowflake slowly drifted down from the pristine Winter sky
Her red hair shining brightly as it framed her gold flecked eyes
Her beauty stunned me as my knees wanted to tremble
When our eyes met my sould felt like it had finally assembled
The lightning and thunder in the air ... were dim in my eyes when they compare
to the strength and depth and power of my emotions when she is there
Every day, every night, the minutes are filled with my thoughts and desires
Soft skin, sweet lips, a smile to melt, a grin to remind me of her wiles
The sun and moon and stars all sing of her graces to the universe's end
When our lips meet it seems the world is still only to begin
My skin tingles where her hands and lips have gently touched
My heart beats wildly each time we talk, our souls caressed
Like pieces in a puzzle, we seem to fill in each others souls
Sometimes the pieces flow gently into the parts to make the whole
Other times the pieces aren't quite sure where to go or when to move
Each afraid of what will happen when the puzzle is complete
or what will happen if the pieces suddenly don't fit
No box top picture to work from, each must move and change
the pieces from our pasts, each hold us with grips like steel chains
The future uncertain, the past is already written
The passion of life slow down for no man, but wait forever unchanging
Ready to consume the unwary ... fulfill the daring ...
Life is fleeting, wounds heal slowly, time and faith and love are forever
never leaving, never changing, the only constant in life is change
Love and life are truly only enjoyed when shared with another.
© RadInfo1@aol.com, 1999

IS THIS A GAME?
You may say that you love me
You say that you care
So why am I lonely?
Why aren't you there?
Please tell me
One way of the other
Do we have a future?
Or am I just a lover?
Is the line dangling?
And I the bait?
Are you playing a game?
Making me wait.
A thing to mess with?
When it suits your mood
Chewing me up
Like a piece of food
You know how I love you
And how much I care
You are breaking my heart
And that's not fair
You have to be honest
And truthful to me
Either love me wholly
Or leave me be
Let me pick up the pieces
Before it's too late
Let go of me
Before I hate
I need you completely
Or not at all
I can't play these games
Anymore
© babsann@mail.kewl.com.au 1998

The following, while it is not strictly a poem, due to formatting will appear to be. It is from CoDa and it is in the public domain and may be copied and distributed freely. I've included it here because I just happen to like it.
LISTEN
When I ask you to listen to me and you start giving me advice,
you have not done what I ask.
When I ask you to listen to me
and you begin to tell me
why I should not feel that way,
you have trapped my feelings.
When I ask you to listen to me
and you feel you have to do something to solve my problem,
you have failed me, strange as that may seem.
Listen.
All I ask is that you listen.
Not talk or do...
just listen and hear me.
I can do for myself, I am not helpless.
When you do something for me that I can do for myself,
you contribute to my fear and weakness.
But when you accept as a simple fact
that I do feel what I feel,
no matter how irrational,
then I can quit trying to convince you
and get about the business of understanding
what's behind this irrational feeling,
and when that's clear, the answers are obvious
and I don't need advice.
Irrational feelings make sense when we understand them.
Perhaps that is why prayer works sometimes,
for some people, because God is mute
and doesn't give advice or fix things.
He just listens and lets you work it out yourself.
So, please listen, and just hear me.
And if you want to talk, wait a minute
for your turn
and I'll listen to you.

LOOK AT ME NOW
Hi grandpa, how are you?
Don't you know I really miss you?
You were my hero, my friend, and my protector.
You were always the caring one who opened your door.
Daddy would come home drunk and say, "Come on, Sadie,
we are going home."
But Grandpa, you never let him take me.
I looked up to you,
you taught me right and wrong.
Then one day you got really sick
just out of the blue.
I could hear everyone saying,
"He's fading fast."
Oh Lord, help me; Grandpa, come back to me.
I don't want you to be part of my past.
Soon you were gone from me
but, you knew that I loved you,
and I will always remember how much you loved me too.
I wish I could say...
Remember all those times, Grandpa,
when it was just you and I?
But, all I can say is, Goodbye.
Remember when I made you play house with me?
And you told me there was no other place you'd rather be
I'll never forget those days.
You touched my heart in so may ways.
I Love you Grandpa.
Sadie
Copyright by SadieSmurf@aol.com, 1998

DO NOT STAND.....
"Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's rush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die."
- Anonymous -

IF THE WORLD WERE BLIND
If the world were blind,
maybe then we'd see
the true side of beauty,
deep within you and me.
No one could judge us
by our outer looks,
like the fancy covers
on expensive books.
We'd see with our hearts,
and not just our eyes,
and what we discover might be a surprise.
There would be no need
to try to impress,
with the way we look
or the way that we dress.
The only thing that would matter
is the way we would feel,
not phoney or cheap,
but truthful and real.
- Anonymous -

IF I HAD A SECOND CHANCE
I'd stop looking and start seeing,
and treat everyone as a human being.
I'd stop taking and start giving,
stop hiding and start living.
I'd do more listening and a lot less talking,
Enjoy the world and do more walking.
I'd take my eyes of fmy watch and watch with my eyes,
to notice the trees and the beautiful sky.
I'd stop criticizing and show more love,
be less forgetful and give thanks to up above.
I'd be less angry and swallow my pride,
and share with the world what I have inside.
I'd stop hating and be more kind,
and give a little more of my precious time.
I'd give more encouragement and a lot more praise,
and do a lot less judging, for I too have lost my way.
I'd get my priorities in order and straight,
better now than never Lord, I'm just a bit too late.
I'd stop hopelessly chasing after the wind,
From this point on anew I begin.
- Anonymous -

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