games of cat and mouse

Though I am not one to lecture, I thought I'd share a little of what I have come to know,
Here are the rules for games of cat and mouse - how the cat doesn't allow its intents to show.
For the mouse: be quiet.
For the cat: be quiet.
As you see, the rules do not vary much,
the key to success can be summarized as such:
The silly cats, they will begin the chase when they are still far.
Although the cat does pounce, the mouse runs away.
But if the cat is clever and sufficiently close to the mouse..
during that final jump in its pursuit, the cat successfully catches its prey.
Because you have to wait just a minute - pause for a minute - and then you will see
The mouse will stay not a minute - not one more second - if a silly cat you will be
But as a clever cat, you will wait until you know...
that when you have caught that mouse you will only want to show
that amazing little mouse for all the world to see.
As a clever cat, stealthy, patient, and tactful is what you need to be.

abyss

In this abyss of my mind
I find that I am well-defined
as someone who can never be
free of the thought that - in this sea
of life - there's right and then there's wrong.
So trying to sing a different song
is useless. But no fear, no despair,
I have forgotten how to care
about the birds and the trees
(these are but distant memories)
The pain that I now choose to bear
Is of the most uncommon fare
My soul is lost - not to be found;
not here, not there, nor underground
Echoing hollows is all you find
in this abyss that is my mind.

Small things can last forever

The day she fell off her horse was the day that she lost her pride. A touch of dirt on her face was enough to ignite a self-loathing that suffocated her.

For years she fought the beast that was herself; for days on end she would seek a way to alleviate the pain she had to endure. Undying agony. Poor Ruby.

In a sense, she had never bothered to question the reasons behind her own actions – she hated to take responsibility for what was happening around her. Others began to despise her as well; Ruby burned bridges night and day.

In her spare time she added bricks to the wall around herself. She was nearly finished…

When she was in that hole, no sun could ever enter; no laughter ever made its way inside to echo within that lonely chamber. Her heart was frozen.

And even if it had not been so, she did not have anyone to share it with anyway.

Solo Due Uccelli

I tuoi occhi –
Amo come me guardano
Amo come sorridono

Le sue labbra –
Amo come parlano a me
Amo le parole che bisbigliano

Le sue mani –
Amo come me tengono
Amo come non me lasciano mai
Il suo cuore –
Amo come batte soltanto per me
Amo come ama soltanto me

I miei occhi ritornano le sue occhiate
Le mie labbra ritornano le sue parole
Le mie mani tengono le vostre saldamente
Il mio cuore batte in tempo con il vostro cuore.

T’amero sempre
Siamo solo due uccelli chi sono persi
In un amore eterno.

Same way twice

The grass - so slowly does it grow.
It takes days, sometimes weeks, for growth to show.
Too much golden sunshine, wet rain or merciless drought
And green grass you will be without.

It doesn't grow the same way twice.

Though emotions sometimes need a few clarifications
We can't repeat past winters' or summers' sensations.
We can't repeat any day, let alone any night
Any words, glances or walks plain out of sight.

Such things don't happen the same way twice.

I go through phases when your name sounds so sweet
Times during which just this word makes my heart beat.
People simply fade away; past them my eyes quickly pass
For a crimson rose shouts out at me from amidst the grass.

You're never quite the same red twice.

Other days, I go through a feeling unlike the first
On days such as this I think "roses are the worst"
The fragrance, it fades. The thorns they prick.
The stem, it snaps; how's this different from a stick?

But the thorns never prick the same way twice.

Oh, bad times, why do they pass by so slow?
But when they come, I know that they must soon go
and be replaced by times that are much more bright
Blinding all that was shadow by a brilliant new light.

So smile just a little; laugh just a little. Come and see -
that I can move over just a little. And let you sit by me.
Searching for the differences between us makes no sense
Two drops of the same water are equally dense.

Though we're never quite the same way twice.

The not-so-distant past

Sigh before I cry
Do before I die
Bend before I break
Smile before I fake
Talk before I listen
Fade before I glisten
Scream before I fall
Lose before I call
Do before I think
Swim before I sink

Before the world; I’m on my knees
Past days are but distant memories.
Oh, it was horror. But it’s fine
This pain was not yours – it was mine
I thought I loved but now I am free
The storm has passed, I can finally see…

wilting in the excess of that which you need

Stay out of the sun, dear flower
You will get burned.
All your petals will crisp
All the edges upturned.

I am warning you now
Of what might take place
If you choose to show
Your pretty little face.