SOME OF MY POEMS I HAVE PUBLISHED ON
OTHER WEB PAGES UNDER DIFFERENT NAMES
SOME OF THEM ARE NEW
SOME ARE DARK, SOME ARE HAPPY
SOME ARE METAPHORIC
ALL ARE MY HEART LEAKING
I HOPE YOU ARE TOUCHED


Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit






IF


If you need a friend
I will be it.
If you have a problem
I will solve it.
If you have a bad dream
I will soothe it.
If you find the dark again
I will share it.

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~







WE


How did this happen?
How did we find each other?
How did we each find a friend
That shares the soul of the other?


Because we two are one.
We have always been together.
Because our souls will never be done
Needing to be with the other.


Even though we may never meet.
Our spirits will never part.
And we shall never be incomplete,
With the other in our heart.

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~






CANDLELIGHT


We have cultivated our friendship over time
We have laughed, cried and confided
You gave me your heart and I gave you mine
Never to become divided.


The candlelight flickers in each others eyes
We talk of our hopes and our dreams
Between us there are no pretense or lies
We can finally be honest, it seems.


We talk, we walk, we discover each other
Caressing, kissing and building the fires
Exploring every possible wonder
Each fulfilling the others desires.


The candlelight has faded away
And reality begins with the dawn
But the memories will always stay
And our love will truly live on.

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~

This poem was selected for publishing
(if I got the official permission slip in on time)
I will let you know.






THE DARK


The dark is not the period after sunset
Or just the absence of light.
It is a heart and soul eating blanket
That wraps around you, oh so tight.


The dark comes to you without invitation
And it wraps around your soul.
Keeping joy from getting out or in
And letting your heart be whole.


The more you struggle to get free,
The dark compresses you harder still.
Your heart and soul become empty
And it deprives you of your will.


The only way to be free of this black hole,
Is to give yourself to a friend.
Let them remove the dark from heart and soul
And allow peace and joy to visit again.

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~






I


I hurt
I weep
I cannot sleep


I want
I need
I so easily bleed


I search
I plead
I have such need


You of course, do not heed.

~by Spit~






HEART SEARCH


My heart went out into the net
To find what it knew, not yet.
To my surprise, my heart did find
Another heart and soul like mine.


This can't be real, my mind told me
To feel this way, so anonymously.
Not to be able to touch or hear,
Only to feel that he is near.


He touches me deep within my soul,
And now my heart is whole.
Although, amazing as it seems,
My heart has found the one of it's dreams.

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~






DESPAIR AND JOY


Despair is an old friend
That drops by now and then
Stays for a drink
And leaving makes me think
About why despair is an old friend.


Joy is also an old friend
That is welcome by more often
Stays for a while
Even leaving makes me smile
About why joy is an old friend.


Perhaps I should introduce these old friends
That combining of their peace and sins
Staying ever so long
Never leaving makes me strong
About having this new friend.

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~






POETRY AND MISERY


I now know why there is poetry
To give an outlet to misery
Oh, you may read of love, but it is the same thing
Because pain is the only thing it does bring.


To put your joy/pain to rhyme
And tear from your heart the very next line
I now know why there is poetry
To let you feel my misery.

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~






LOST AND FOUNDERING


I search my soul for an answer
What do I want, why do I seek
Is my heart missing something there
Or has my mind just gotten weak.


It seemed I was happy, or so I thought
But what I want, I can not say
I only know that there is something sought
That leaves an emptiness along the way.


My heart and soul seem to search in vain
For an answer that needs acquiring
What will stop this wanting and needing pain
And keep them from being lost and foundering?

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~






INCOMPLETE WITHOUT YOU


I never knew I was incomplete
Until you, I did meet.
And there in the computer scroll
My heart was made whole.


Two hearts have joined and may never touch
But wanting to, ever so much.
This heart will beat, but only one
And waits to hear the others beat come.

~by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit~



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