"He wimps out, but then, he doesn't, or does he?"
Stacy McCormack and I have been married for the past eighteen years; I'm Julian McCormack. We'd been boyfriend-girlfriend, or fiancés for an aggregate of six years before that, if you count high school, and I do. And, yes, that makes...
"She's way out of his league, or, is he?"
Love understood as the desire of good for another is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself, the soul being unable to become virgin again and not having energy enough to cast itself out again...
"Compassion triumphs over despair"
I was spinning, spiraling, losing control of all that was earthly. The result of betrayal, of treacherous plans, of schemers who prey on naivete.The darkness approaching, enveloping me in its quiet seduction. Nothingness. So easy to allow the blackness to...
"Can she ever forgive him?"
I met her here, one sweet day when she turned my head and then turned my world upside down in a good way.We danced around each other at first,neither one wanting to make the first moveyet frightened to do nothing....
There once was a lonely SatyrWho went searching for nymphs to woo. He went to a glen, to a groveAnd met a precious Alseid.She tossed him away and left himWithout any hope of true love.He traveled up hill to a...
Words of love were spoken.Trust was asked and given.Faith in truth was broken.Hope and hearts were riven.What does this betoken?All my life I'd strivenBut her oaths were lying.Even though protestingHonor, vows were dying.Pledges made, attestingTo the end denying,Twisted lies divesting.***At...
"I wrote this poem for my partner as a last attempt to be heard. My pain was very real..."
I don’t know what’s happening, what I do know is I am nearly out of fight, my fire is dying. The lies, the cheating, the blank face staring back at me, the cold dead eyes that once were alive. No...
"Who hurts the most?"
Wednesday In the garden of the house we share there is a small bower of trees which encloses a seat. When she needs to think it is to that seat that she goes; for the quiet and the lack of...
How can you be near me yet so far away? I look into your eyes and see nothing inside I gave you my heart to keep And you gave it back to me in pieces I should have seen it...
