Showing Tag: "poem" (Show all posts)

current mood-- of the top of my head

Posted by Sherry Roit on Thursday, November 16, 2017, In : Writing 


I don’t know what I’m doing, what I’m doing

I know what I want, want

But I don’t know what I’m doing, doing

I can’t have what I want, want

One moment swept up in sheer bliss

The next in crippling doubt

A moment, a respite, of heavens of laughter

A lifetime of crippling doubt

 

I don’t know what I’m doing, what I’m doing

I found what I want, want

I can’t seem to have it, have it

I can’t ever have what I want, want

One day, just one day of no worries, no fears

Just one day, one day I do...


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it isn't a place

Posted by Sherry Roit on Friday, August 11, 2017, In : Writing 



Wisps of clouds streaking the blue I gaze upon. Sun’s reflection on the water.
It’s yellow diamond.
Sail boats skim by in many directions and gulls whine. Swallows chatter while liquid laps at rocks, docks and shore.
A dog sets a ball at my feet. I throw it. He is happy. I smile.
Children laugh in the distance.
There are scents; some are salt, smoke, dirt, air and food. People.

Yet I am removed from it all, even as I spy couples talking and holding hands.

A trip through a residential ...

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Posted by Sherry Roit on Monday, February 22, 2016, In : Writing 


It's a scent
           a sigh
A caught breath when finger brushes thigh

The very thought of you
  sound of you
  sight of you

You're an idea 
A constant presence
You're an ache never cured
  a longing
  an itch

Scratch Scratch
leaving trenches
Still not satiated, just left bloody

It's maddening
    you're madness
Madness


...sanity's overrated.



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For R

Posted by Sherry Roit on Wednesday, February 17, 2016, In : Writing 


I don't know all the reasons I am
who I am

I only know I'm human and do the
best I can

Certainly, I've not meant to make you 
feel less-than

If I had, believe you me, there'd be
no question

Is an apology worth the words if I'm
not sure why

Something I have never wanted is for life to
be a lie

So just know, from the bottom and middle
of my heart

I thank you for the patience you've shown me
from the start

Know that I love you more than any 
words will tell

And that a world without you would be my
version of hell....

Continue reading ...
 
 

Showing Tag: "poem" (Show all posts)

current mood-- of the top of my head

Posted by Sherry Roit on Thursday, November 16, 2017, In : Writing 


I don’t know what I’m doing, what I’m doing

I know what I want, want

But I don’t know what I’m doing, doing

I can’t have what I want, want

One moment swept up in sheer bliss

The next in crippling doubt

A moment, a respite, of heavens of laughter

A lifetime of crippling doubt

 

I don’t know what I’m doing, what I’m doing

I found what I want, want

I can’t seem to have it, have it

I can’t ever have what I want, want

One day, just one day of no worries, no fears

Just one day, one day I do...


Continue reading ...
 

it isn't a place

Posted by Sherry Roit on Friday, August 11, 2017, In : Writing 



Wisps of clouds streaking the blue I gaze upon. Sun’s reflection on the water.
It’s yellow diamond.
Sail boats skim by in many directions and gulls whine. Swallows chatter while liquid laps at rocks, docks and shore.
A dog sets a ball at my feet. I throw it. He is happy. I smile.
Children laugh in the distance.
There are scents; some are salt, smoke, dirt, air and food. People.

Yet I am removed from it all, even as I spy couples talking and holding hands.

A trip through a residential ...

Continue reading ...
 

...

Posted by Sherry Roit on Monday, February 22, 2016, In : Writing 


It's a scent
           a sigh
A caught breath when finger brushes thigh

The very thought of you
  sound of you
  sight of you

You're an idea 
A constant presence
You're an ache never cured
  a longing
  an itch

Scratch Scratch
leaving trenches
Still not satiated, just left bloody

It's maddening
    you're madness
Madness


...sanity's overrated.



Continue reading ...
 

For R

Posted by Sherry Roit on Wednesday, February 17, 2016, In : Writing 


I don't know all the reasons I am
who I am

I only know I'm human and do the
best I can

Certainly, I've not meant to make you 
feel less-than

If I had, believe you me, there'd be
no question

Is an apology worth the words if I'm
not sure why

Something I have never wanted is for life to
be a lie

So just know, from the bottom and middle
of my heart

I thank you for the patience you've shown me
from the start

Know that I love you more than any 
words will tell

And that a world without you would be my
version of hell....

Continue reading ...
 
 

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