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shadow of what once was

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in fleeting kisses

our breaths mingle

hands once held tightly

have lost their grasp

still our lives are entwined

our love is still true

just a shadow

of what once was

~Melanie Thomason

4/6/19

 

 

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how they met

delicious urges boiled and simmered

as she watched the gorgeous man-boy swim

diving into the mist and spray of the sea once again

watching his bare skin glisten as he emerged into the sun

lying there on the beach she allowed herself to daydream

of feeling him against her, of tasting the salt on his skin

drunk on the thought, she languished, half asleep

not noticing his approach until she heard a voice above her

“Sorry to intrude but I was watching you watching me…”

and that is how they met

~Melanie Thomason 2/21/19

 

So my friend Gigi has been writing a series of short stories How They Met, spinning fabulous tales of could be couples’ first encounters.  If you haven’t read any of them, you really should.  Anyway she inspired me…and the above poem is a tip of my hat, if you will, to her.

 

 

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no way to live

A life lived in service of another

one, undeserving of such devotion

one, that doesn’t even see it

one, who professes to think so highly

one, who still has no clue

and how insulting is that from the

one, who is supposed to know you better than anyone else

You ask, How it is that you now find yourself

knee deep and questioning, yet again?

It is simple really

you’ve lived your life in service of another

undeserving of such devotion

~Melanie Thomason

2/20/19

 

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math and baggage

we are but travelers here

picking up a few souvenirs along the way

i know things don’t always go right

and so i write

ya see I’ve never been good at math

but when I feel like i have nothing left

it all adds up to you

there beside me,

slightly to the left

making me more than one

and i know that i have won

I am worthy of love after all

and that particular piece of baggage can be tossed aside

cause i no longer have need of it

~Melanie Thomason

 

 

 

 

 

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after the fact

i hate you up on your high horse

hate you, not the horse, of course

you talk about how i caused you

so much anxiety

but we both know i had nothing to do

with your insecurities

guess you now believe all the lies

you’ve told yourself

as the inconvenient truth dies

on a dusty shelf

go ahead and enjoy your little victories

but only cause you’ve rewritten HIStory

~Melanie Thomason

2/19/19

 

 

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Anniversary Gift

seafoam green

with an excited gleam in his eyes

he hands her a package

silently she opens to find

a fantasy of silk and lace

sea-foam green and barely there

he directs her to undress and put it on

wordlessly she complies

he observes as silk slides across young, pert flesh

he commands her to model it for him

to move with the music

she complies as he watches with hungry eyes

brusquely he pulls it off and tosses it carelessly to the floor

 pushing her roughly to the bed

he can’t be bothered with undressing

he just takes what he wants from behind

when he is done he notices the delicate green silk crumpled under his boot

he tosses it to her and says

“Wash that and re-wrap it before your mom gets home.”

~Melanie Thomason

a reblog, this poem is in my 2nd book of poetry.

Moonpies & Naugahyde

which is available in full color, black and white or on Kindle.

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tangled up in you

Walking around in circles

never seems

to get me very far

Somehow

despite the distance,

I keep ending up

back

exactly where you are

You see my love,

my heart

is all tangled up in you 

And whether or not you want it

there is nothing you can do

My heart keeps returning,

it seems out of my control

You see without you I am lacking,

I am strong

but I am un-whole

Now don’t mishear me,

I’m not looking for fairy tales

Fireworks are overrated,

true love is in the day to day details

I’m not expecting a white knight hero

on a charging stately steed

All I’m expecting is to finally

get precisely what I need

I’m older now

and I’ve been around the block

a time or two

I’m tired of waiting,

ready to start now,

how bout you?

 

~Melanie Thomason

4/4/2018

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raw

he recalls

every hurt

every lie

every wrong

done to him

every wrong

done by him

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anguished

he remembers

all who abandoned him

yet he worships still

at her altar

for it is love

that lets men live

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he tries

time and again

only to fail

so he isolates

and self medicates

(though he would deny it)

the liquor

dulling the pain

to an almost tolerable level

allowing him to speak

to share

to try to gain understanding

~Melanie Thomason

February 2018

 

 

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