'Run Away, Go Far' - by David Wilding
Run Away, Go Far
by David Wilding (3rd January 2009)
Had to be today ....
That stick to beat me with,
That cactus to sting,
That albatross for my neck,
Have all come today.
Why did it happen?
And why with me?
Why after so long?
We were so happy,
Gettin' along just great,
Till this morning,
And THAT.
Now he is away.
"Your fault!", she said,
She blames me,
But herself is the fault,
And her lies will spread,
To damn me,
And further confuse my soul.
I want to go back,
Get me a Tardis,
Go back, warn myself,
"DON'T FALL IN LOVE!"
"GET OUT OF THAT BED!"
"RUN AWAY, GO FAR!"
But what would be?
Without her or him.
I would be weaker,
Would be further,
Unloved and still needy,
Needing but without receipt,
What good would THAT do?
To change the past history,
I would not be going where I am now.
'What is Me?' - by David Wilding
- Now, what is it? You want to be And how to know .... If you're what you can be? And who am I? To say to me That I am not All that you say I should be And what IS me? The one you see How do you know .... ....
'My Oasis' - by David Wilding
- I saw you there A vision or mirage I know not But an oasis A neverending sea of beauty So great, it overwhelms me. And now I want to be Want to traverse this desert And fly the sea To get to you. Your arms will be in mine ....
'Wild Horses' - by David Wilding
- You see them They come, come to your door Through your windows They invade you Completely What will you do now? Will you resist or fight? Repel or defend? Or will you let them in Befriend them, nurture them And make them as your own For they have sought ....
'Impossible Love' - by David Wilding
- I wanted you here tonight, Yet how could it be? Do I dream the impossible? To achieve the unknown, Is something no-one can. And yet, I need it more each day. ....
'Words' - by David Wilding
- Words are like beautiful flowers If you give them love and encouragement, they will reward you Words are stubborn You just can't get them right Words are for me stories They have a beginning, an end And in the middle some detail But you never know Until the last letter ....
