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CAGED SWALLOW

CAGED SWALLOW

Songs from this cage

Author: Matthew

I used to be rigid, logical and analytical. But now I'm learning to listen to my emotions and act on them.....sometimes. This blog is my way of getting them out there to no one in particular. I suppose that means that what you see of me here is a distorted view, but ah well, so it goes. Truth used to be more important to me, but now I think beautiful things that feed the soul matter more.

Not Enough

Oh that I could love every woman! Hold them close against my chest Gather their pain in my arms Wipe their tears and shelter their tender breasts… Read more “Not Enough”

Aug 23, 2018Aug 23, 2018 by Matthew

Silence

Silence, once again A quiet knife twisting in my side Like a flame in my heart increasing my pain Hurt, then anger in my mind perpetually abide… Read more “Silence”

Aug 23, 2018 by Matthew

Remember Me

Will they miss me when I am gone? When I am stranger without a song? Will they miss me when I fade from view? Will I be… Read more “Remember Me”

Aug 23, 2018 by Matthew

Memory

I miss you I miss watching your eyes shift in uncertain patterns I miss your waddling walk and bouncing gait I miss seeing your soft skin and… Read more “Memory”

Aug 22, 2018Aug 22, 2018 by Matthew

Enough

Enough Time to end the raging and hurt emotions Enough Time to rise with strength Enough Time to seize control with maturity Enough Time to put my… Read more “Enough”

Aug 22, 2018Aug 22, 2018 by Matthew

What They Think of Me

I know you think of me as a cold man, as a man devoid of emotions, as a negative depressant, like an Eyore amongst society. But inside… Read more “What They Think of Me”

Aug 19, 2018Aug 19, 2018 by Matthew

Beauty

Beauty overflowed with teeming masses Some here for the right reason Others here to merely check off lists As for me? I scarcely know, for a deep… Read more “Beauty”

Aug 18, 2018Aug 18, 2018 by Matthew

The Little South African

Mischievous is she With twinkling eyes and rising giggle Bouncing on her toes and shaking in glee Laughing at life in general And at me the most… Read more “The Little South African”

Aug 16, 2018Aug 16, 2018 by Matthew

Urgency

There is an urgency in my mind As my time in this country approaches its end Haste! Haste! Make the most of these last days Why did… Read more “Urgency”

Aug 16, 2018Aug 16, 2018 by Matthew

Rocky Mountains

Let go As everything falls away Let go And quiet your mind Be at peace and rest Be still my soul Do not wait for anything Or… Read more “Rocky Mountains”

Aug 16, 2018Aug 16, 2018 by Matthew

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MYSELF:

Not yet man, no longer boy. Not strong in body, but strong in mind. Not happy, yet not depressed. Poor in wealth, rich in spirit. Young in age, old in mind. Sure of much, uncertain of more.

A strange case of  humanity I am, that is certain

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WHY ME BLOG?

Catharsis, or purging, I suppose. A release of emotions to the world at large, as to contain them for much longer would mean a violent and unpleasant explosion, of  both my mind and heart….

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