Tag Archive | Love Poem

A Stand In The Mirror

An elderly woman stands
Naked before me
Childbirth, wisdom and years
Have painted times story
Through her skin and hair.
Grace and confidence
Position her posture.
Air on skin sings a forgotten song
She is rounded and soft,
Too much so…some would say,
But her eyes smile with
Her own compassion.
She knows this body,
Loves this body,
For all it has done for her.
Her mysteries are deep
And infinite.
There have been pleasures found
In the heat of her embrace.
She has felt joy and sorrow
Through every cell
Of her friendly body
She loved this life
All of it…even the heartache.
With a smile I turn away
From a reflected winter canvas
I suppose I don’t mind
The shades of greying,
As long as I’m still here
To lament them.

Ruby Honeytip

Truth Decay

The day he moved in he started packing all of her away.
She barely even noticed her personal truth decay.
Her mirror reflected shadowed eyes, echoed her quiet dismay.
Without a breath in her defense she was a captured castaway.
She barely even noticed her personal truth decay.
Naively she didn't stand as he kept her friends at bay.
Without a breath in her defense she was a captured castaway.
The home that she had filled with dreams disappeared when she disobeyed.
Naively she didn't stand as he kept her friends at bay.
Her mirror reflected shadowed eyes, echoed her quiet dismay.
The home that she had filled with dreams disappeared when she disobeyed
The day he moved in he started packing all of her away.

Ruby Honeytip©

I Have..I Give.

This is not a tiny man made thing
Like religion or money.
This is a Mother Nature thing,
Made with the same stuff
As the starlight,
The pull of a wave,
And the smell of Sunshine.
It cannot be placed in a box
And its lid shut tight.
This is a sea!
A galaxy!
A universe!
And yet
You hold it in your hand
As if it were a tiny thing.
Look again….

© 2012

I wrote this poem in the spirit of all beautiful sentiments that are given in love from one human to another…..forgiveness, gratitude, love, respect…..I feel that these things are given from the heart and it would be following the universal law of reciprocity if all of these gifts were met with gratitude from those to which they are given.  It’s a commercial world, but sometimes the spirit of love and gratitude are the only meaningful things we have left to give each other.