Author: MiCo

I have a deep love of writing, especially poetry. I write from my heart and hope others will find some value in what I have to say.

At a Loss

On By MiCoIn poetry10 Comments

Something has changed,

I don’t think I like it.

its not the same.

not what it was.

I can’t think,

don’t want to.

have an empty space inside,

can’t seem to fill it.

the words won’t come

the ideas are lost

why? what did I do

or not do?

nothing seems quite interesting enough,

not holding my attention,

not worth it,

i don’t think so

but … but..

what?

A disconnect, an emptiness

uncomfortable, not me.

but maybe it is, another me

one avoided, one misplaced

I’ll find myself again soon, I hope

Will you help me?

Daughters – this is one of my very first poems written a number of years ago, it needs some help, but thought I would share it anyway :)

On By MiCoIn family, poetry8 Comments

Daughters are a special gift

A blessing and a trial

But ours to hold nonetheless –

If only for a while

And in their eyes, we see ourselves

As once we were young too

But days and years fly by too fast

As they are prone to do,

Soon we find ourselves in our grandma’s shoes

With lovely daughters by our sides, in roles we rarely choose

Our roles reversed, or so it seems

to those who don’t believe

The joy to be my daughter’s child

Until I have to leave

(maybe someday I will rewrite this, it needs it – but I kind of like it the way it is too so…)

Sweet Surrender

On By MiCoIn love, poetry, spirit1 Comment

Shadows dance on the wall

And candles flicker their witness.

 

Love’s mystery is practiced and plays out

In his eyes and actions.

 

His eyes so sweet,

His actions so strong.

 

His arms encircle my body and heart and

His words sing to my soul and fill my senses.

 

The heart and heat of his touch becomes an addiction,

An addiction I am hopelessly lost in.

 

One so strong it will take over my being if I am not careful

But I fear it may be too late for caution,

 

He already owns my soul and

My body reacts on its own and moves and plays in harmony with his.

 

But this is not a love I can rest in,

It requires attention to keep it in check.

 

It threatens to take over,

To become all encompassing.

 

I need to retain the upper hand, reign it in,

Tame it down, hold it back.

 

But my resolve is weakening,

My strength losing ground as my heart prepares for surrender.

 

But in the end I realize I have nothing to fear,

As it is a sweet surrender, and one I give willingly to him, only him.

Soul Sisters

On By MiCoIn family, love, poetry13 Comments

In friendship we travel

this life together.

Stronger than romantic love with

No obligations, no guilt, just love freely given.

My soul sister and I are

bound by our thoughts and hearts.

Individuals by nature but

Sisters by choice.

We echo each other’s thoughts, our

emotions are shared and any pain made lighter.

A friendship of understanding and caring, no

Judgments, no pretense.

She starts, I finish,

I fail, she picks me up … again.

The happy light in her eyes

fills my soul with smiles and

Her tears drown me in sadness.

Her feelings are mine as mine are hers.

A bond for all life, never to be broken by years or age, distance or death.

An understanding and trust found deep and silent in our souls, no need for words.

I love you my soul sisters.

My Hope

On By MiCoIn heartbreak, love, poetry5 Comments

Lonely hearts,

collecting dust in the corner.

Words left unspoken,

Hanging like dust motes in the sunshine.

Ways left to ways,

Paths un-taken.

A love that was left behind

unused, unwanted.

Where can it go?

Is there a place for misplaced love?

A place where it  is held

and comforted

I hope so …

I Will Love Him Still

On By MiCoIn love, poetry6 Comments

It is easy to love everyone.

Strangers are always the easiest.

We can love them from a distance,

never get too close.

I can honestly say that I wish

No one on this planet any harm,

I send my love and positive thoughts

To everyone.

I am a spiritual person and

Practice loving kindness.

It is easy to love from a distance.

It’s even easy to love casual acquaintances.

We interact in a limited way,

Smile and wish each other well in passing.

Even most friends are easy to love

We care, share and then we go home.

But the ones we love the most,

The ones who tear our hearts out, they are the hardest to love.

We love in spite of the problems,

In spite of the heartbreaks.

In spite of the disappointments,

In spite of the real person under our fantasies of love.

It takes courage to really love,

To dive in head and heart first, unaware of the depth of emotion it will cost.

Loving truly always has a price,

A price in pain, a chance to fail.

But to truly love, to get beyond all the stuff,

To push it all aside and behold the inner truth and beauty of love is well worth the effort.

He has broken my heart many times.

He has disappointed me and left me to grieve alone.

He has walked away over and over again

With “I’m sorry” flowing freely.

He doesn’t want me and yet he does.

He is afraid but tries to be fearless, he succeeds and then fails again.

He loves everyone but no one

in particular.

Yet in spite of all this, or maybe

even because of it all, I love him still.

I love him because he tries, he is honest in the moment.

He is kind and loving, in his way, and sincere.

Sometimes we have to look hard at a person

to really see them.  He is worth seeing.

I want to hold his heart in mine and

help him be all that he wants to be.

I want my love to wash over him and

take away his fears and doubts in himself and in me.

I want my hands to lead him

to a place of hope and peace.

A place where he can rest in me and not want for anything more.

Maybe someday he will let me take him there.

Maybe someday… and if not?

I will love him still.

Days End

On By MiCoIn love, poetry11 Comments

The day ends in a

Summary of sunshine.

The drifting clouds

renew our hopes and

As we walk together in the evening breeze,

My hand finds yours.

The softness of shadows and illusions of magic at twilight

Remind us that although the road is long and sometimes difficult,

Our love, left to itself, will always bring us home,

each to the other.

Nothing More

On By MiCoIn love, poetryLeave a comment

Lavender moonshine seeps in through my window,

Loves softest color.

Silent passions smolder and

Our heart felt connection grows.

I have no need for words,

He already knows.

His eyes see through me to my soul and

Mine through him.

There is no need for others

When we are all there is.

My heart is warmed by his soul,

My body by his hands.

I  need nothing more than this love

nothing more.

A Ghost and A Spirit

On By MiCoIn heartbreak, love, poetry10 Comments

So different, yet the same,

So loved and missed equally.

Why, why be given

Just to be taken back.

Better to have loved and lost?

I cannot agree.

The ghost lingers in my mind

in my soul, in my heart.

His kindness and wisdom overwhelming.

His leaving not his choice.

His love, his kisses, his arms,

heaven.

His soul vibrant and alive,

Curious and seeking, the seeker found.

His knowledge given freely but

A troubled spot existed.

What to do, how not to hurt,

how to have it all, never realized.

Taken to spare the pain of decisions ?

Possibly, but taken to soon.

Forever missed – missing what was and what

could have been.

His ghost lingers , will never fade

Will always reside in my soul.

And then the other, the spirit,

He resides in my soul as well.

My choice, not his.

He loves but doesn’t

He comes and goes

Is mine, is not.

Each day brings something new.

His love is passionate and wonderful.

I ask for nothing in return.

He may not have it to give.

He is troubled in his soul,

Tries to hide, tries to love.

Conflicted and searching.

A beautiful soul tormented, he draws me in and pushes me away.

But in spite of it all, I love his tormented soul, his powerful sexuality,

His grace and projected kindness.

But I sense frustration and darkness within him.

I could help if he would let me.

And so it continues, he comes and goes,

loves and doesn’t, wants and needs but rejects and has a place in my soul forever

A ghost and a spirit reside within me and yet sadly,

I will remain forever alone.