Belief

21 Feb 2011 2 Comments

by Deborah Horton in February 2011, poetry Tags: , , , , ,


Not the tangible something unseen

down deep inside in the in between

where others may doubt and not believe

your belief is not what they perceive

 

A life lived not for others or on what they say

for it is up to you to find another way

it is within your own mind the strength to find

to all others keep your belief blind

 

What lies within stronger than all that surrounds without

these people do not know what you are about

supposition rumor predisposed opinion mean nothing to you

it is only your soul that knows what is true

 

Belief in oneself comes inside through highs and lows

it comes in the places no one else knows

always it should come first from your own soul

never depend on others to make your belief whole

Lost

08 Feb 2011 2 Comments

by Deborah Horton in February 2011, poetry Tags: , , , ,


All the things you lost because of what you’ve done

all you could have had and now you’re left with none

time and time again offered everything you dreamed

only to find that you were nothing that you seemed

 

Could have had it all but lost everything with your lies

cannot get it back no matter how many tries

forever lost all that you worked for so long

now you’re at the bottom where you truly belong

 

All of it could have been yours if only you were true

success unlike anything you knew

just waiting there for you to take

and all that you have lost with just the one mistake

 

Now you are so much less than you could have been

and nothing that you wanted will ever come again

lost it all no one’s fault but your own it’s true

no one else to blame for there is only you

You Are My What

21 Jan 2011 Leave a comment

by Deborah Horton in January 2011, poetry Tags: , , ,


As I was going back through my MySpace blog copying over the poems I had written there, I came across the first poem I ever posted online in August 2006.  All those writings brought back so many memories.  So, I thought I would share my first one again 🙂

You are my shoulder…to lean on
You are my ears…that listen
You are my heart…that does not judge
You are my friend…

You are my laughter…that makes me happy
You are my calm…that gives me peace
You are my shelter…that makes me feel safe
You are my friend…

You are my hope…when I have none
You are my smile…when I cannot find mine
You are my dreams…when I need them
You are my friend…

You are my friend…yet so much more
You are my laughter, my peace, my hope
You are my friend…yet so much more

You are my lifeline…you are my friend

 

Rays

14 Jan 2011 2 Comments

by Deborah Horton in January 2011, poetry Tags: , , , , ,


Rays of love reaching into my soul

making me happy making me whole

warming my spirit lifting my heart

staying with you never to part

 

Rays of love filling my need

the roots now growing from just a small seed

where once I was alone and searching for you

now I know love both old and brand new

 

Rays of love as fingers holding my spirit tight

guiding me through day leading me through night

wrapped in the blanket of a love so true

inside it there is only me there is only you

 

Rays of love never want to let them go

taking it simple taking it slow

knowing now what is true what is real

rays of love are all I want to feel

Rise

29 Dec 2010 2 Comments

by Deborah Horton in December 2010, poetry Tags: , , , ,


Get knocked down things not going well

feeling as if you’re spending time in hell

nothing goes right all lows and no highs

and still you have the strength to rise

 

Feeling hopeless lost and afraid

the best of plans get waylaid

no words to speak only sighs

and still you have the strength to rise

 

Heartbroken dreams cast aside

looking for a place in which to hide

failing failing so many tries

and still you  have the strength to rise

 

Sun breaks through the clouds now gone

a new path unto your feet is shown

triumphant through adversity only truth now no lies

and all because you had the strength to rise

Smile

12 Dec 2010 4 Comments

by Deborah Horton in December 2010, poetry Tags: , , , , ,


And to my heart you make me smile

bring me happiness for a while

it can be silly it can be sweet

to touch a heart no easy feat

 

So easily you bring the smile to my face and heart

how to touch me deep inside you know just where to start

sometimes silly sometimes sweet all the time love from you

I am just amazed by this thing you do.

 

No matter what my day is like you are always there

with a quick smile and laugh waiting just to share

My heart it smiles every time along with my face

you know just how to touch me you know the exact place.

 

When I think of all the people who love me so

you are the first that my heart does know

and again I smile down to my heart into my very soul

nothing but the smile you give to always make me whole.

Whole

01 Dec 2010 Leave a comment

by Deborah Horton in December 2010, poetry Tags: , , , ,


Taken as a whole life is quite complex

day to day the living not knowing what comes next

so many things leave little holes dents inside the soul

but then there are just a few that tend to make one whole

 

To have someone who loves you no matter what you are

to go with you each step of the way whether near or far

holding your hand holding your heart they never let you go

having someone that makes you whole is all you need to know

 

They can take all the dents all the holes and patch them over with a kiss

make you realize that there is nothing in this life you miss

for you have it all right in front of you love to fill the gaps

into the very soul of you each touch from them taps

 

Everything that was no longer means anything to me

as if the past the people there were dead you see

surrounded now by an envelope of love to feel

it makes me whole love’s power to heal

 

Funny

09 Nov 2010 6 Comments

by Deborah Horton in November 2010, poetry Tags: , , , ,


It’s funny how some people transfer their emotions
taking what they gave to one and sliding it to another
replacing what they threw away with the same yet not
It’s funny and then, it’s sad at the same time

Where once so easily they gave themselves to one
they turn around and transfer it to someone else
it’s funny how quickly they turn their backs
and sad at how they can’t make it on their own

It’s funny to realize that they constantly try to plug holes
spaces inside themselves they can’t fill because they’re lost
funny becomes extremely sad when you watch how they live
never able to be happy with who they are

It’s funny and sad and yet not unexpected
someone you know so well it only stands to reason
this is all they can do incapable of being anything more
so they transfer and yet the holes remain forever

The Perfect Poet Award 4 Poets Rally Week 30

09 Oct 2010 18 Comments

by Deborah Horton in October 2010


Thank you to Jingle for this award 🙂

Perfect Poet Award Week 30

First time award given to me
not the last I hope I see
thanks to all who read my work here
new friends made and old ones who are dear

I also nominate Bodhirose for the next award 🙂

Thanks again!

Lost

30 Sep 2010 6 Comments

by Deborah Horton in poetry, September 2010 Tags: , , ,


Brown and round large flecks of gold

the kind of thing a person could get lost in

lashes so long they reach for the sky

afraid to look for fear of being lost in them

As if they look right through me

so warm so unafraid seeking out my face

when the sun hits them the gold shines so bright

it takes my breath away

Never really noticed until you were inches from my lips

how they drink in everything around each look a little more

every feeling so expressed inside those lash framed eyes

so easy to fall in one look is all it takes

Feeling them on me turning to see their beauty

never wanting to stop transfixed by the colors

by the emotion wrapped within only wanting more

reach into my soul just a look and I am yours

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