Poetry

Somewhere in 2012, I got the urge to write down some of my thoughts and feelings.  Not being the best writer, I turned to poetry.  For you that know me this is ironic on many levels.  For you that do not know, high school 2nd year English second half is all poetry.  Which I failed, not once, but twice.

In my Senor year, I only passed by turning in my grand fathers poems.  Which his only comment when finding out was, “What grade did I get?”

So now 20 plus years later I am finding poetry a great way to relax.  I hope you enjoy them as much as I have.


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  • Time apart

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    The one I love is far from me, but not from my heart,
    My love for you, the longing, will never let me outgrow,
    You will forever be in my thoughts, till we are no longer apart.

    My thoughts of you, when your away, makes the dread depart,
    Even when I am running my life, temporally living life solo,
    The one I love is far from me, but not from my heart.

    Your face is forefront in my minds eye, like a fine master piece of art,
    Everything around me, with you in my thoughts, brighter in a glow,
    You will forever be in my thoughts, till we are no longer apart.

    My memories of our time, melts the loneliness, like a sweet tart,
    Looking at a photo book, memories passing by like a slide show,
    The one I love is far from me, but not from my heart.

    Your touch still lingers on my skin, all over without missing a part,
    Your fingers tracing my chest, my arm, my face, I’m all a glow,
    You will forever be in my thoughts, till we are no longer apart.

    Till our time apart is over, and I can see my sweetheart,
    My love for you, while never ending, will begin to regrow.
    The one I love is far from me, but not from my heart,
    You will forever be in my thoughts, till we are no longer apart.

  • Loneliness

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    There is a deep feeling of emptiness,
    There is something I’m missing from my life,
    The world around me, has no more brightness.

    Everywhere I go, I feel the vastness,
    All things I want is around me in rife,
    There is a deep feeling of emptiness.

    I had thought I had found my happiness,
    By partying and living in the nightlife,
    The world around me, has no more brightness.

    Tried to escape by smoking cannabis,
    Tried to find love, ended with an ex wife,
    There is a deep feeling of emptiness.

    Falling down deeper into the abyss,
    My time is passing fast, at my half-life.
    The world around me, has no more brightness.

    This feeling has a name, it’s loneliness,
    Sever this feeling, to get the high life,
    There is a deep feeling of emptiness,
    The world around me, has no more brightness.
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  • Defects of Character

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    In reviewing my motives and feelings,
    I have found that I have several longings,
    Some would call them defects of character,
    I would call them enhancements with splendor.

    I want to be selfish, without masking,
    To provide you a life, like new seedlings,
    I want to be greedy, without ponder,
    To provide you a love, like a sculptor.

    You never knew the world as I, with all the blessings,
    I will be jealous, without any failings,
    I will be envious, without any blunder,
    Of your new life and love, as you prosper.

    I want to indulge, without any trimmings,
    Smiles, laughs, and happiness, with heartstrings,
    I want to be glutinous, without any smatter,
    Of your joy, and discovery, as your old life goes shatter.

    Not all times will be without some dings,
    However, most times will be joyous wellsprings,
    Some would call them defects of character,
    I would call them enhancements with splendor.

  • Passage of Time

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    How is it, that with the passage of time,
    It can entice me, to get all upset.
    Patiently waiting, seems a lifetime,
    For the time to catch up, and to beset.

    The perception of time, is slowing down?
    As you wait, for that all important date,
    Is it the right time, to start the count down?
    There is nothing for you to do, but wait

    Closer time comes, excitement grows,
    Anticipation is so unbearable.
    Now time for this feeling to decompose,
    So, why am I so damn incorrigible?

    Thou, as much as I want to expedite,
    I will wait for time to come, in delight.

  • Powerless

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    My mind is working against me and will not abate.
    My only peace is the few hours of sleep, so exhausted.
    I feel useless, powerless, and I am irate.
    Who can I turn to, to find resolution and eased?

    Fear is running rampaid, in my heart, has a big weight,
    My chest is hurting and life is under an eclipsed.
    I am running, heading no where, trapped like an inmate.
    Where can I go, to find away, to get this weight lanced?

    I know this is temporary, the future looks great,
    I know that there is a path, that will be electrified.
    My fears will be relieved, like a bulging dam floodgate,
    My mind will be quieted and unwanted thoughts, will be evicted.

    Granted the serenity, to take the time to deflate.
    Knowing the things, I cannot change, feeling empowered,
    Courage to make the changes I can, my life feels great,
    And the wisdom to know the difference, to embraced.

  • My Promise

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    I might not be, the best lover that you have known or wanted.
    With connecting with you again, looking for a new start.
    I promise, that my heart is yours, and you’ll never be cheated.

    I know I have my faults, habits, and quarks that will be hated.
    All I can offer, the best of me, and move them apart,
    I might not be, the best lover that you have known or wanted

    As we sit, watching life go by, enjoying each other, bonded.
    Show you the life, as I see it, in all it’s forms of art,
    I promise, that my heart is yours, and you’ll never be cheated.

    Breaking down your walls, that you have set up, to keep you shielded,
    To show you, what life and my soul, have to offer, sweetheart.
    I might not be, the best lover that you have known or wanted,

    Look forward to grow closer, and show you that you are needed,
    Walks on the beach, family fun, and concerts of Mozart.
    I promise, that my heart is yours, and you’ll never be cheated.

    Your family, I know I will feel welcome and enchanted.
    I will treat you like my best friend, and give you my whole heart.
    I might not be, the best lover that you have known or wanted,
    I promise, that my heart is yours, and you’ll never be cheated.

  • Thought

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    A thought, alone in my head,
    Looking for a way out,
    To only bounce around.
    Gathering weight, worry, and speed.
    Like a small water droplet into hail.

    The thought wants action, and revenge,
    It will find an outlet anywhere,
    To get out of it’s dark, moist, dungeon.
    Immoral, and the unspeakable acts,
    Are the most likely outcomes to it’s end.

    In creeps the What if’s, and the How’s,
    Why me, and how can it Be’s.
    Only to add to the craziness,
    Already stirring, in my sick, twisted, head.
    Must purge soon, before I go out of my mind.

    A call, A text, a random person,
    Anything to purge this 1000 pound thought.
    Once out, this thought, once trapped,
    Now deflated, to a managed size,
    Workable and manageable, now to find peace.

  • USS Dwight D Eisenhower

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    Now that the floating runway,
    Has a fresh coat of grey,
    The crew is eager,
    To see what is in their future.

    Before you drift way,
    Families want to convey,
    Their love and support for their sailor,
    On the USS Dwight D Eisenhower.

    Close up all the hatchways,
    Pull up the gangway,
    Load up all the flyers,
    And pull up the anchor.

    As you head away,
    We will yell, hooray,
    As you head out to answer,
    Your call for honor, valor, and adventure.

    As the friends and families wait for that day,
    That there is no more delay,
    And home ward bound, yells the skipper,
    On the USS Dwight D Eisenhower.

  • Good Morning

    2012 C. Phil Brunson

    Good morning, sunshine,
    Time to get out of bed – rain or shine.

    Must have a good day,
    To keep the bad thoughts at bay.

    So you can go dancing in the moonshine.

  • Forbidden

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    The touch, slight and secretive,
    The look, quick and seductive,

    The voice, soft and bewitching,
    The presences, calming and enriching.

    Forbidden thoughts provocative.

  • My Ox

    2012 C. Phil Brunson

    My ox is patience, slow, and stubborn,
    My ox has a life of it’s own, and is not still born.

    My ox can endure the lonely times,
    My ox looks for the happier times.

    My ox endures even in time of scorn.

  • First Kiss

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    The anticipation of that first kiss
    Twenty years coming, and moments away
    Looking into your bright blue eyes, weakness

    We’re slowly moving closer, the boldness
    Desire and wanting, intense foreplay
    The anticipation of that first kiss

    Touch to the knee, like shocks from jellyfish
    Your gentle hand, on my chest, I’m breathless
    Looking into your bright blue eye, weakness

    Your smile, and beauty, makes me speechless
    Leaning over, wishing to stay all day
    The anticipation of that first kiss

    Passion building, the moment is timeless
    Wanting, wishing, for this to never fray
    Looking into your bright blue eyes, weakness

    The kiss, soft, slow, and long, the enchantress
    Longing for more, never ending someday
    The anticipation of that first kiss
    Looking into your bright blue eyes, weakness

  • Everywhere

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    Everywhere I look, you are there,
    Even in my minds eye.

    Your face is like a snare,
    I gladly stay for a lifetime.

    For I know I am in your tender loving care.

  • Friendship

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    I came to a realization today,
    A feeling that I cannot disobey,
    That the single item, I most treasure,
    Is the friendship we have together.

    So now without any further delay,
    From this moment forth, I want to convey,
    That no matter if there is a fissure,
    That our friendship has been a great pleasure.

    Not to overstep, I hope this is okay,
    Since I believe that there is no halfway,
    So lets get started on this endeavor,
    And find some trouble and misadventures.

    Dreaming of travels in the Milky way,
    Watching a new performance on Broadway,
    Or unexpected trip to Helvetia,
    Because our friendship is a treasure.

  • Intruder

    2012 C. Phil Brunson

    To the intruder of my heart,
    Be kind and do not pick apart.

    Your presence is warming,
    Settling and transforming.

    Comfortable, calming, and do not want, to be apart.

  • Goodnight

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    Day is winding down, kids are all asleep
    Time for you to lay down, and count some sheep
    It’s time to release, all the days drama
    As you dream, may your knight in shining armor

    Help you find peace, and ease all your fatigues
    May you be forgiven, of your misdeeds
    As you and your knight, escape and withdrawal
    For fun, and to explore the waterfall

    Time is now, to sit, relax, and snuggle
    May you have a watchful, guardian angel
    Watch over you, while you sleep, and each day
    As you, and the kids, spend each day, at play

    You my dear, have a wonderful goodnight
    As you, slowly slumber into delight

  • Jealousy

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    Mind racing, I cannot think clearly,
    Body restless, as I’m growing anxious,
    My waking day, consumed by jealousy,
    Turning my emotions, into darkness.

    Current thoughts and feelings, are unfriendly,
    This path tends to be disastrous,
    Without you in my life, I feel empty,
    Fueling this feeling of empty numbness.

    Not for the love that he thinks, he has daily,
    But for the endless joy, of your closeness,
    I would provide a cause to laugh loudly,
    A night of joy and fun, that is tearless.

    The thoughts overwhelming jealousy,
    Unchecked, is driving me into bleakness,
    The loss of your friendship would be costly,
    This is my God, and I am not faithless.

  • Why Did I Cheat

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    Why did I have to cheat?
    I thought I was in for a treat.

    But the grass was not greener on the other side.
    My happiness was denied.

    I will now get my coffee from the elite.

  • Anger

    2013 C. Phil Brunson

    The anger I feel, is unmeasurable
    My first thoughts, and feelings, are criminal
    The actions described, are inexcusable
    To be repaid, in the great infernal

    Do I relieve myself, of this feeling
    How can I, follow, let go and let God
    When a close friend, is not in safe keeping
    When all I want is to have a jihad

    Can I stand aside when they are in harms way
    Pains my heart, I cannot relieve the pain
    That I am helpless, being so faraway
    Thou sometime, it can drive me insane

    I am torn with letting God do his will
    But if not released, it will make me ill

  • Detach with Love

    2012 C. Phil Brunson

    Do not believe, I do this without love,
    The hardest part, is for me to detach,
    For me to start healing, is to forgive.

    When the time to call enough is enough,
    Now is not the time for us to rehash,
    Do not believe, I do this without love.

    The near future is going to be tough,
    Emotions building like an avalanche,
    For me to start healing, is to forgive.

    Life is like, going thru a labyrinth,
    Trying not to find emotions to stash,
    Do not believe, I do this without love.

    I learned, happiness is not a myth,
    I learned, how to handle any clash,
    For me to start healing, is to forgive.

    As I slowly move away from the cliff,
    I learn to live life without a catch,
    Do not believe, I do this without love,
    For me to start healing, is to forgive.

  • Feeling

    C. Phil Brunson 2013

    What is this deep feeling,
    Down deep in the pit of my soul,
    So weighted, tense, and wriggling,
    Yet so empty, and void?

    What are these thoughts,
    Forward in my head,
    So intruding, and demanding,
    Yet driving and pleasant?

    What is that empty feeling,
    In the center of my chest,
    Lifeless, burdened, and hollow,
    Yet found wanting?

    Is the only reprieve,
    A simple thought,
    A memory of a past vision,
    Or a brief chance encounter?

    I wait for the day that,
    The soul is quite,
    The thoughts are calm,
    The heart is set whole.

    I wait for the day,
    You come back into my life,
    Calming each others souls,
    Thoughts, and hearts.

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