Time
Tick Tock Tick Tock,
Quickly ticks the clock.
A day whips by,
Then another does fly.
From youth to maid,
My path was laid.
Now time slows,
And a warm breeze blows.
I look back at life,
Always friend, lover, mother, wife.
Every breath taken for others,
Be it friends, family or lovers.
When will I take a breath for me,
When my ashes are scattered at sea?
The time must be now,
Although I am unsure how.
Guess we shall see,
What my new life will be.
Quickly ticks the clock.
A day whips by,
Then another does fly.
From youth to maid,
My path was laid.
Now time slows,
And a warm breeze blows.
I look back at life,
Always friend, lover, mother, wife.
Every breath taken for others,
Be it friends, family or lovers.
When will I take a breath for me,
When my ashes are scattered at sea?
The time must be now,
Although I am unsure how.
Guess we shall see,
What my new life will be.
© 2006 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
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One Night
The morning sun breaks through the dark,
As it slowly crests over the mountains.
Quietly you slip from my arms,
And slide into your clothes, intent to steal away.
You take one last look to remember me,
Then of you go, just another day.
As it slowly crests over the mountains.
Quietly you slip from my arms,
And slide into your clothes, intent to steal away.
You take one last look to remember me,
Then of you go, just another day.
The click of the door wakes me,
My bedding so cold and empty.
I look around but there is nothing to see,
As you have taken all your things away.
Was it all just a dream I wonder,
Were you never really here at all?
Did I imagine your soft caresses,
Your warm body sliding against mine?
My bedding so cold and empty.
I look around but there is nothing to see,
As you have taken all your things away.
Was it all just a dream I wonder,
Were you never really here at all?
Did I imagine your soft caresses,
Your warm body sliding against mine?
Slowly I move from my bed,
Moving to the dresser I see a box.
Slowly I lift it, opening it slightly,
Inside a silver chain and faery charm lies.
No note,
A trinket,
A silent tear.
Moving to the dresser I see a box.
Slowly I lift it, opening it slightly,
Inside a silver chain and faery charm lies.
No note,
A trinket,
A silent tear.
Gone in a flutter,
Gone in a flash.
A night to remember,
A night to forget.
Gone in a flash.
A night to remember,
A night to forget.
© 2006 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
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I HAD A DREAM
I had a dream I was walking on the beach, all alone by the moonlight.
The sky was clear and the stars twinkled like thousands of fireflies.
A voice whispered in my ear on the breeze.
I turned, but no one was there.
Again, the voice speaks so softly I can barely hear it.
Whispering back, “I know you…”
I feel the warmth of my tears, as they slowly glide down my cheeks.
Finally, I understand what she is saying…
My heart tears open, yet again.
Slowly I fall to my knees in the sand.
Down I crumble, into a ball, sobbing heavily as I did fifteen years before.
I scream out “WHY!”
In the distance a dog howls, but no other answer.
A warm breeze caresses my cheek, as she whispers her final good-bye.
© 2007 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
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A Darker Side Trouble’s brewing,
Anger stewing,
Fury renewing,
White is losing.
A darker side,
A lonely ride,
Sanity slides,
Hatred arise.
Dark,
Anger stewing,
Fury renewing,
White is losing.
A darker side,
A lonely ride,
Sanity slides,
Hatred arise.
Dark,
Cold,
Hatful,
Old.
Old.
© 2007 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
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Hateful
Hurtful,
Angry,
Treacherous,
Evil,
Furious,
Unrelenting,
Lonely.
© 2007 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
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Love is
Love is the light,
That guides the soul.
It brings you up,
From the darkest hole.
It gives you meaning,
When all was lost.
It brings you hope,
When you feel alone.
© 2007 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I am light
you are dark
I will fight
you give up
I will try
you say why
Let me cry.
© 2010 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
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Emptiness inside
Fighting the sadness I cry
With false smiles I lie
© 2010 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
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Drowning out the sorrow
Every breath in pain
Again I start the day
Today I hurt again
How will I be the same
© 2010 Carol “Pixie” Brearley
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