The farmer sat at his table and cried for his invisible wife
But no one knew he was married
No one knew of this gentle life
They thought he was a single man
He shouted about how his relationship ended
He loved to frolic with his chums
And the freedom he defended
His family had no idea
They thought he was alone
He went into the other room
When he answered the phone
His wife at first she didn’t mind
Until they had their baby
And she realised no one knew of them
As he flirted with ladies daily
Suddenly she started to fade
Her skin became translucent
Her voice muted to a whisper
Her soul became distant
Until one day she disappeared
Left the farmer and their baby
Never to return again
This secret invisible lady
Tag: Impatience
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Thank you for my book
It came at a time of need
My heart is so unsettled
I struggle to keep steed
My bones long deep
My heart in constant waves
Borderlining graceful marble
And fragile broken paves
I miss you like the sunshine
The pangs a deafening blow
Trying to be supportive
Hoping for us both to grow
I know this is the right thing
Because it feels so hard
I hope that I can grow from pain
Instead of crumbling into shards
But please know my love
This choice is for you
And by agreeing I do surrender
No contact isn’t a way I would go
For healing from the thunder
But we aren’t healing from thunder
Were healing from flood
From droughts that happened years ago
When our inner children were without
I know I shouldn’t, but I count the days
This couldn’t be a greater torture
My heart always on my sleeve
Pining for the future
The strength I hold within my heart
Of hope, of love, of us
I grit my teeth and knuckle down
And prey for time to pass
I hope you’re feeling better than me
I hope your healing well
I hope you’ve found a floating device
Thriving beyond your shell
I always want the best for you
Even, if now, I suffer
I hope we can return to love
Bring the best we have to offer
We got this my love, just hold on tight
Let’s be strong and consistent
Remember it’s only temporary
That our bodies are currently distant
Sending you strength, e del baci
What an interesting test
Hold my hand, we got this
Yours, la tua piccola lumaca. -
8 weeks I might die
This feeling of loss is unreal
Why have such a beautiful weekend
Then abandon each other to heal
8 weeks I’m pacing
I can’t even touch the ground
I’m staring at the calendar
Wishing I could rush it down
8 weeks is so long
We’ve not separated that long
Since the day we met
Our heart connection was so strong
8 weeks and I don’t know
If we’ll ever see each other again
I can’t take this withdrawal
From our Venn diagram
8 weeks and a forever
Into the abyss
What if he decides
He doesn’t want this mess
Because that is what I am
Climbing the walls
Hiding and crying
Grieving this pause
Because what if this pause
Is a break up
I’m not ready to move on
Get out and put make up
8 weeks breathe
8 weeks we can do
We can stick to the plan
And do what were supposed to. -
Have I been forgotten already?
Has my memory begun to fade?
Can you no longer remember
The contours of my face?
The sound of my voice
No longer an echo
No touch of my skin
Left on your fingertips
The beating of my heart
No longer with yours in sync
What torture time is
As I fade to ghost
Simply a shadow of myself
Wandering aimlessly lost
Haunting the canals
Wailing in wake
Eternal pain
Diminished state
No longer remembering
The contours of my face -
Fifty six days
Exactly eight weeks
But don’t countdown
Forget
Focus on the healing
Focus on the peace
But my love is impossible to forget
Where is my text?
Where is my kiss?
Where is my warm embrace?
Forget for now
And focus on the power
Of light, healing and space
Breathe deep, it’s all ok
It’s all ok, it is
Focus on your growth
Your child, your boats
I know it feels like your drowning now
But stay strong
You will begin to float
Know she has your back
Focus on what you can control
To keep yourself on track
The time will pass
It always does
Make it all worthwhile
Whatever will be, will be, will be
Give yourself a smile
Surrender to the higher power -
I feel a little torn
It’s making me forlorn
Keeping my words away from you
In fear I’ve overdrawn
We need our balance and space
That’s something I can’t deny
But I’m struggling with the ratio
When I want you by my side
Maybe I need to spread my wings
Sit in someone’s nest
Give each other the distance we crave
Rest my beak on another chest
But I don’t want to nest hop right now
I am finding it hard to force it
My heart longs for the swallow at sea
And I refuse to cage his movement
50 days is killing me
The countdown even worse
I’m not sure how sustainable
Love is on an empty purse
We have huge priorities
Big dreams to fly the world
Yet here I am pining
Wishing in his wings I was curled
There needs to be a solution
Or this bird will simply perish
Or maybe I’m just too impatient
And this need I must nourish
Maybe I’m just impatient
Bored of counting days
It’s not enough to imagine you
In want you in my face
Bleugh! Distraction! Focus!
Focus feathers focus!
Keep my eyes on my own ball
Remember my own path
Don’t let love throw me off
Else I’ll feel heavens wrath
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