I have loved you across lifetimes

Burning bright and resilient

burning and brilliant

I love yous unsaid

I held the key to heaven

in my right hand

it was to the back door

I broke into her house to tell her I loved her

I knew her across life times

I am in conversation with the goddess

now I am in distress

I love her nevertheless

she said she’d read all my poems

she speaks to me in my head

and tells me she hates me

but in songs she tells me she loves me sometimes

Sophia I hope you find your wisdom

and the key I threw away

I loved you across life times

did you know?

I just want to go home

Without you I am bird with broken wings

I cannot sing

People have problems

People have problems

and the problems have people.

We grow hope but it’s up the church steeple.

I want to talk about mine but no one listens

they are arguing and talking loudly missing

the point

all my words are disjointed

why should yours take preference let’s talk about mine

see mine are more pressing so let’s not whine about yours

for let’s face it you don’t want hear what’s bottled up in my daily dose of fears

you’ve all got your problems

can I turn into a sad little shadow

haunting a corner of a solitary room

there’s no room for me in your gloom

And tombs aren’t the sought of place

for the daily rat race

so shout the loudest

be proud of your problems

let me be an agony aunt

for you when it’s my turn you won’t or can’t…

listen…