| My Poetry |
Lovers' Villanelle
Time after time, two lovers return
To meet face-to-face and eye-to-eye.
With just one touch, their passions burn.
Each time they meet, a lesson to learn,
Past lives to relive, and once again die.
Time after time, two lovers return
To the wrong place and time, again to yearn.
Adulterous lovers are bound to cry.
With just one touch, their passions burn.
A ring on his finger, their one concern.
They deny each other and say goodbye.
Time after time, two lovers return
To the right place and time. True love is earned.
They meet face-to-face, he smiles, she sighs.
With just one touch, their passions burn.
Love at first sight, a lesson learned.
Be true to your heart and don't ask why.
Time after time, two lovers return.
With just one touch, their passions burn.
Copyright 2002 Bobbie Ann Pimm
Time after time, two lovers return
To meet face-to-face and eye-to-eye.
With just one touch, their passions burn.
Each time they meet, a lesson to learn,
Past lives to relive, and once again die.
Time after time, two lovers return
To the wrong place and time, again to yearn.
Adulterous lovers are bound to cry.
With just one touch, their passions burn.
A ring on his finger, their one concern.
They deny each other and say goodbye.
Time after time, two lovers return
To the right place and time. True love is earned.
They meet face-to-face, he smiles, she sighs.
With just one touch, their passions burn.
Love at first sight, a lesson learned.
Be true to your heart and don't ask why.
Time after time, two lovers return.
With just one touch, their passions burn.
Copyright 2002 Bobbie Ann Pimm
| One (a meditation) everything i am is all that there is here and now is then and there all that there is is everything i am i am here and there i am now and then i am all that there is One ... connected i am alone yet not i hear the roar of the voices of eternity in the winds of time i am in darkness yet not i see the light of the love of humanity emanating from within i am One ... connected and i am never alone © 2002 Bobbie Ann Pimm |
| The Itch Subliminal at first, yet I scratch nonetheless. It itches more. I scratch more; Until the skin reddens, and it welts; and still I scratch, deeper and deeper until it bleeds. And the blood mingles with the water from my tears, cleansing the wounds caused by the scratching of the surface of the lies I've told myself. With time the balm of truth soothes, and it begins to heal. © 2002 Bobbie Ann Pimm |
| If Nothing Could Speak If Nothing could speak what would it say? At five, it often says, "Please," and "Thank you," just as it is taught. At ten, Nothing says whatever mom and dad or teacher wants to hear. At fifteen, Nothing says nothing to no one. At twenty, Nothing only listens to the cries of the children and husband. At thirty, Nothing finds a voice and has a lot to say, but these things no one wants to hear. At forty, Nothing is no more. Something has taken its place and She speaks loud and strong; and sometimes even eloquently (so She's been told) Something strongly advises Nothing, to speak or yell or cry or write. Something urges, do not let Nothing go unheard. © 2001 Bobbie Ann Pimm |
The Angels Speak
You don't know where you're going
You're looking for a sign
You keep asking for the answers
To the questions in your mind
You think that no one's there for you
You're afraid you're all alone
No one really cares for you
You must struggle on your own
The angels looking over you
Know what you're going through
They want to help in any way
They know what you should do
The answers that you search for
Are deep within your heart
Be bold and listen to them
That's the place where you must start
The sign that you are seeking
Is right before your eyes
Trust that what your heart hears
Is telling you no lies
Rainbows, smiles, the stars above
Speak volumes every day
Find your answers in them
Hear what they have to say
Niggling feelings deep inside
Scream at you to hear
Your instinct tells you what is true
The Angels speak -- have no fear
© 1999 Bobbie Ann Pimm
You don't know where you're going
You're looking for a sign
You keep asking for the answers
To the questions in your mind
You think that no one's there for you
You're afraid you're all alone
No one really cares for you
You must struggle on your own
The angels looking over you
Know what you're going through
They want to help in any way
They know what you should do
The answers that you search for
Are deep within your heart
Be bold and listen to them
That's the place where you must start
The sign that you are seeking
Is right before your eyes
Trust that what your heart hears
Is telling you no lies
Rainbows, smiles, the stars above
Speak volumes every day
Find your answers in them
Hear what they have to say
Niggling feelings deep inside
Scream at you to hear
Your instinct tells you what is true
The Angels speak -- have no fear
© 1999 Bobbie Ann Pimm
