When shyness lost
Its hold
And
Words won the war.
Beyond the wall
Where
For a while
A tear would fall
The bricks decayed
Where light touched
And drew close
The words inside
To smile
A dream once hidden
Begins where fear
Ends
And love begins
For lifes sweet kiss
Of sunset skies
On starling wings
And nighttime stars
Of moonlight dreams
When shyness lost
Its hold
And
Words won the war.
(C) Frankie Mcgivney
I pass it by and cry
To see the bricks
Where the cement
Has dried to dust
The world we told
Ourselves we’d build
Hand in hand
Is waiting in silence
For us to return
But how,
I’m lost
In a maze inside
My mind.
I hear your voice
But the walls revolve
And world we were
To build crumbles
From the echo
Of us walking
Without the other’s
Touch
(C) frankie mcgivney
I hope its legible. If not then fill it with the beautiful imagination of writers and poets and dreamers because we are the ones who fill the gap between the dull grey and fluorescent light
the tendon tore
the mind released
the body sore
it finally lies
waiting to repair
i think i see the path
back to here
to this place where words reign
the beauty of the sentence
the wonder of the thought
i liked to fight
but my love is to write
to see the picture on the page
the one i cant draw with paint
to feel the sense of some place else
take me back
embrace my soul
for i have missed this place
to be alone with nothing but the pen
Francie McGivney writing once more
Words I love to write 