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

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

 

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

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

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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