Spring as sprung
the birds chirp
the frogs burp
Spring has sprung
the grass needs mowing
the weeds are growing…..
Spring has sprung
the sky is blue
the flowers bloom
Spring has sprung
the mood is lite
words at last take flight
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Witches scream
fires bright
someone will die tonight.
Chaos reigns
while demons play
there is only one god tonight.
Devil spawn
chant deep magic
as shadows stretch in firelight
dark secrets revealed,
someone will die tonight
Struggling, pleading
deaf ears it falls
Crying out to a god
with words they were taught
who seems to care naught.
You are naïve,
they say
You have hope where hope is no more,
they say.
Give in
give him
your undying devotion
your hope
your soul.
Give him everything you are
you were
will be,
no one will die tonight.
One last chance
one last phrase,
no one will die tonight.
Silence ensues
breath held tight,
cracking flame breaks the night
With one last word
one last phrase,
someone died tonight.
© 2021 Heidi Barnes
One step
long, silky
black as night.
All eyes turn
breath stills.
Eyes hooded,
blood red lips
smile.
She is night
She is desire
She is all men’s dreams
deep in the darkness
where secrets lie
waiting for a spark
to set them afire.
Slight shift,
tongues slowly slide
wetting lips
suddenly dry.
Full of possibilities
unknown danger.
Who will fall
prey to a strangers
desire.
I try.
Every day,
I try.
Yet,
it’s never enough.
I see what I want,
feel the rush of love
a warmth that envelops me
soothes me
lifts me.
Yet,
I cannot reach you.
Don’t you feel it too?
Can’t you see
all I want is for you to feel
what I know is true
what is real.
Fly with me.
All you have to do is
open your eyes and
see.
© 2021 Heidi Barnes
My mind is a jumble.
I don’t know who I am
where I should be
what purpose I have.
The world uncertain,
I stare at nothing
while seeing everything.
Do I throw caution to the wind,
live without care or worry
or shall I stay trapped
within my fears
too timid to see
who I really can be?
No one can help me
but me
for it is my decision
to be.
© Copyright 2020 Heidi Barnes
I see you
standing among the trees,
aware of the pain
surrounding you.
Uncaring that you
are its cause.
What are you waiting for?
Are you waiting for me?
Do you think I could forget?
Forgive?
The wisest of us are wrong.
Time does not heal all wounds.
It just wears you down
until the burden of pain
is too heavy to carry any longer.
Until one day the anger
the hurt
seems to fade away,
until I see you.
Does this mean I forgive?
No….
Forgiveness is a privilege
you have not earned,
may never earn.
Does this mean I forget?
Only for my sake
my sanity
will I dwell no longer
on memories wrought by selfishness,
by betrayal.
You, however, must carry the burden,
shoulder the pain
of what you have done.
I see you,
but do you see yourself
or do you walk the forest
blind to what you did,
what you are
what you have become?
Look into the mirror
tell me honestly
can you forget,
Can you forgive yourself?
Or will you continue
uncaring
of the pain you cause?
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Oath bound
Naivete spoken
With wisdom
Time lost
Soul broken
Eternity stretches
Never ending
Love given
Not taken
Anger lashes
Inside crumbles
Must forsake
Must forswear
Redemption pleading
Forgiveness denied
Copyright © 2020 Heidi Barnes
Do you ever wonder why the earth is round, galaxies spin,
how did it all begin?
Do you ever wonder why the sky is blue, the grass is green,
and who decided these things?
Is there life after death?
Do we move on to another time, another place,
another challenge, another space,
or comeback to begin again?
Do you ever wonder why people are they way they are?
Is it who they are born to be,
or how they are shaped, molded,
by society?
Are we alone in the vast unknown?
Is it arrogant to believe we are all there is,
or naive…?
There are many different answers, opinions, theories,
and many more questions, queries.
None of the answers are really right,
none of them are really wrong.
Opinions to be had all around.
Will we ever really understand?
Will anyone truly ever know…
why?
Copyright © 2019 Heidi Barnes
Have you ever wanted to be free?
Free of burdens,
free of choices
free of morality
free of consequences?
Have you ever wanted to let go
fly with the wind
go wherever
however
with whomever you please?
Have you ever not wanted to worry
about the choices you make
the way others see you
think of you
judge you?
Have you ever wanted to just be
who you are
feel how you feel
do what you want
without fear of condemnation?
Have you ever wanted to be
free?
Copyright © 2018 Heidi Barnes
Just one touch.
Is it too much to ask
for just one touch?
A brush of skin
the feel of silky strands
sliding through fingertips,
the breath of air
before lips feather caress.
Denied what is rightfully ours
agony so sweet
pain becomes pleasure
unending as time itself.
To ease the fire in our veins
all I ask for is
just one touch.
– Marc & Emma
Copyright © 2018 Heidi Barnes
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