Journey

23 Sep 2010 53 Comments

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


The steps at first small and unsure

and all at once it becomes a blur

loving living sharing your soul

giving taking losing control

Each step on the journey more of the heart

loving together tearing apart

the push the pull always in motion

following the road whatever the notion

It is not the destination or the end

but to our hearts the journey does lend

growing losing becoming ever more

no step that comes like the ones before

The journey teaches reaches breaks molds

never knowing what the future holds

never regret remember always seeking what is true

this journey called life for me and you

© Deborah Horton Writing

Rushing

22 Sep 2010 18 Comments

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


All the while I thought I had put it all away

the memories of what was left as they lay

with just one look there they came rushing back again

taking my heart back to remember when

So hard I’ve tried to push away at the edges of my soul

slowly piecing back together the parts to make a whole

and rushing back now overwhelmed unable to make them stop

like raindrops of memory drop by drop by drop

Like a river it overtakes me and I can no longer breathe it seems

invading every thought awake even into my dreams

things I thought were long since gone are back just as real

if I could only find a way to no longer feel

Rushing waters of memory wash over my soul as waves upon the sand

battering on every emotion so hard now just to stand

slowly I push back until the water I no longer feel

left once again to wonder what was and wasn’t real

Center

20 Sep 2010 9 Comments

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


Here at the center of my world was where you once did reside

in my heart and soul the place you did abide

there was only you no one else the center of my space

now there’s just an empty whole that once was your place

Once the center of my everything I needed nothing more

where no one else had dared to tread before

let you in until there was nothing left of me

but you were only using and I was too blind to see

The very center of me and all that I held dear

my only thought was how to always keep you near

but you were only lying with every breath I took

with every word, every motion, every single look

Now that center left laid waste is filled with someone new

someone who truly loves me not a pretender like you

they give me everything you never did with love and all that’s real

and now at my center once again I truly feel

Everything

14 Sep 2010 9 Comments

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


So many people want so many things they look right past what’s already there

things that they want too much and never get bypassing everything in front of them

pushing and pushing for things that will never be a reality in their lives

while letting the things they already have slip through their fingers

It’s always the grass is greener or if I only had this or that life would be perfect

but they fail to realize their life is already the best it can be

they walk right past the people who love them most

and try to find someone better someone they want more

They run right by all the things staring them in the face trying to find that elusive something else

and they inevitably end up without the things they thought they wanted and losing all that they had

you can only bypass the ones who care for you most for so long before they let go

and in the end it is you who is less by wanting something you had all along

Colors

07 Sep 2010 2 Comments

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


Yellow and orange bright red as if in fire

beautiful breathtaking valleys covered in fall

crisp morning air sun streaked skies

as if in unison the universe sighs

Color so vivid taken in each one by one

aspens cottonwoods colors of fall

painted in brush strokes strong and tall

a kaleidoscope for the eyes and the soul

Change and renewal the passage of time

colors to mark each turn of the day

following the seasons as in life

each moment a piece of remembrance

Colors to fill valleys paint mountains touch souls

the past and future meeting in a time honored dance

blending of time one season to a new

the colors of fall the colors of you

© Deborah Horton Writing

Fall

02 Sep 2010 3 Comments

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


And so comes the fall crisp and cool all colors and leaves

it comes to stadiums and fields in victory and loss

fans who wear their hearts on their sleeves

in the crisp autumn air the football they toss

Fields of green and sometimes blue or red

seats awash with the colors of colleges near and far

hoping it’s your team that comes out ahead

feeling as if your college is the day’s star

Names that echo against the bright fall sky

Dawgs, Gators, Sooners, Huskers, Tide

soaring on every play feeling that TD high

each fan bursting with team pride

The boys of fall are back on the field time now to play

cheer for your team put on the colors show your team pride

a brand new season starts with just this one day

get ready for the ride

© Photo sonny kennedy photography

Open

30 Aug 2010 Leave a comment

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


Open yourself to the possibilities inside

new adventures new journeys steps to take

every part of your soul nothing to hide

success in this life is something you make

Open your soul to what is real what is true

bypass the fake ignore the lies

the journey begins right inside of you

success only comes to he who tries

Open your mind to learn more every day

every moment has something to teach

absorb knowledge listen to what those who have paved the way have to say

success is in your path all you need do is reach

Open your heart to those who would seek to guide

those who can teach and can be part of the team

success is a journey be sure to enjoy the ride

and everything can be yours all you need do is dream

Deborah Horton Writing

Denial

29 Aug 2010 Leave a comment

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


It’s easy to live in denial of who you really are inside

especially when the truth is something you try to hide

to most you seem to be something that you are not at all

always on the edge waiting for the fall

Denial works so much better than the truth it seems

working ever harder to keep up all the schemes

difficult to keep up with what lies you have told to who

making sure they never really know the true you

Living in denial until it becomes the only reality you know

and then it becomes the only thing you show

you live it until you believe it and forget that it’s a lie

and then you couldn’t find the truth no matter how hard you try

In denial it’s so much easier to pretend that it’s all good inside

becomes second nature until you forget what you were trying to hide

but eventually the truth is out it always finds its way

and then denial is the only thing you will have left to say

© Deborah Horton Writing

Easy

24 Aug 2010 Leave a comment

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


No one said it would be easy this life you choose to live

they didn’t tell you how hard it would be how much you would have to give

it was easy for you to believe it would be all roses and butterflies

but slowly surely you realize it was all just pretty lies

No one said it would be easy to face up to who you are

to realize that lies and using people would only take you so far

and slowly as people come to see who you really are inside

you find there’s no where on this earth left for you to hide

You had it so easy when you had someone to use to get what you wanted never had to work

just going on your merry way still living like a jerk

but one by one they all realized you’re not worth investing trust or being your friend

and slowly you wake up to find that you’re alone here in the end

It’s not so easy anymore to be the liar and the user

to take advantage of others and the their trust abuser

perhaps you will change before you find there’s no one who wants to be near you anymore

or maybe you will be as blind as stupid as much of a loser as you’ve been before

© Photo By Mario Aguirre

Deborah Horton Writing

Give

19 Aug 2010 Leave a comment

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


When you trust someone each time you give a little piece of yourself

something you can never get back even if they break the trust

sometimes it’s only a tiny piece and you think it won’t be missed

and others it’s huge chunks of yourself that can never be retrieved

There are those who you can give your trust to who will always keep it safe

they will never break it with lies or disloyalty they will be there for always

those are the ones that when you give a piece of yourself you don’t miss it so much

because they hold it in trust they hold it in love they hold it in truth

And then there are those to whom you give your trust who abuse it

they lie and use and twist and turn it until what you give them no longer exists

it becomes a hollow thing devoid of emotion lost forever in the abyss of their evil

never again will it be a part of you for it has become nothingness

Those you trust and those you learn cannot be trusted to each you have to give a piece

risk the losing of that part of yourself or find the reward in knowing you can trust them to keep it safe

those who break the pieces make it harder to reach out to those who don’t but one must always try

for in the end it is those who keep it safe who will be forever by your side

Deborah Horton Writing

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