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Friday, November 11, 2016

Crossing the Line

In a peaceful time he came
all was even in her life
she moved to a new place, started a new life
four kids in tow and a husband away.
She has a contagious laugh and a wonderful spirit,
he face radiates confidence and happiness
she's from far away and dresses impeccably
but even all that could not stop him.

He asked her to meet him for coffee
she went wholeheartedly to the meeting place
they ordered coffee and a little snack to share
and with a smile she asked, "so how are you?".
And so he began
he told her how much he admired her
that her laugh was wonderful
her eyes beautiful, and softly tracing a finger
through the back of her hand talked about her soft skin.

The man started crossing the invisible line,
that red line that is implicitly there
no conversation will erased it
it is the divide. 

She retreated her hand immediately,
as if fired touched it
she trembled from head to toe, but it didn't show
the bitter taste of coffee ran through her tongue
and shivers down her spine just of the thought
of what the man was asking.

The man had crossed the invisible line,
that red line that is implicitly there
no conversation will erased it,
it is the divide.
I want you he said and nobody has to know
we can meet secretly now and then 
you can leave the kids at home
they are old enough.
I will tell my wife I have work to do
but I will be meeting with you,
and he smiled

He tried to touch her hand again,
but it had disappear beneath the table now
he wanted to touch her face, but she retreated
the plan was falling apart.
He had crossed the line,
the invisible, implicit red line of no return.
He had crossed the divide.


Sunday, March 27, 2016

Unshackled

The shackles have been removed
the door is open 
the vast immensity of the universe is now open
I stand at the threshold and look out
the air is pure, the sky is blue, it is a new day

Unshackled

I'm no longer that person tied up to the desk
tied to do one thing and one thing only
I'm no longer that shackled human
that meant to be free, and the breeze of the ocean
carries me forward destined to discover
new frontiers, new ideas, a new life

Unshackle

I will never be boxed-in again
nor worry about the hierarchy
or a reputation no more important
than my own.
My integrity is intact 
I've left on my own terms

I'm unshackle

Freedom at last, freedom at last
from the constraints of that horrible place
where some good memories were made
but most not. The spell has been broken
and the victory is mine, all mine

The shackles have been removed
from my head, heart and soul
ideas flow freely, love is infinite
the tastes in my soul are pure,
you cannot take that away

The vast immensity of the universe is now open
I stand at the threshold and look out
the air is pure, the sky is blue, it is a new day
filled with new hope, it is a new beginning




Unshackled - free at last!