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This page is not blank.
It is merely waiting,
waiting to be filled
with words.
A tower of words,
of thoughts and emotions
and feelings.
Feelings about you?
about hopelessly waiting,
for a day,
a chance to shine,
to shine with you.

tbc?

coffee shop infatuation

My eyes are falling fast
the days, their toll has taken
and im drifting away.
In my head
there's a world
filled with all my dreams
and pictures,
of the things i want to be.

I see you and me,
walking, hand in hand, under trees
my arms around you
your arms around me
and loves soft peace in between.

Skies stretching
over and beyond.
The empty spaces,
ours for the taking
alone besides ourselves.

Just two people talking,
stirring up chocolate dreams
and sipping sweet emotions
watching eachothers eyes,
with no answer to the question "why?"

London

As I walk through each chartered street,
near where the old thames does flow.
Looking out to the soul of the city
to hear the screams, calling London.

We throw our hands up to the sky
as if the clouds can answer why
and we are angered,
to hear no reply.

The heart beat of the city as it sleeps
drums out the glory of metropolis
with high rise shoeboxes
touching the heavens
yet no angels haunt the rooves.

The halos of the streetlights
against the milky air
shimmer in gritty winds,
in a shower of discarded starbucks.

The sights, the sounds, the smells
haunting all the streets.
And the blank, hollow faces
of the people as they weep
for what once, never was.....

Ricky Glew

L V

Time will never wither
sunsets never eclipse
the eternal beauty of your lips.
The flash of brilliant sunlight
upon your golden hair
the dazzle of the oceans
inside your sky blue stare.

The touch of soft warm skin,
your hand against my own
the quiet and gentle breathing
of this soul i've come to know.

The ever optimistic
with a heart of shining gold.
A spirit to melt the ice
and shatter all the moulds.

We Shall Meet Again (for eternity)

We shall meet again
in the place
where there is no darkness
no tears to be cried
no pain to be felt
and no blood to be spilt.

We shall meet again
on the other side of the wall
just through the eternal doorway
where the candle glows for all.

We shall meet again,
just around the corner
only the bend in the road
separates us now.

And we shall meet again
on some golden morning,
the crunch of autumn leaves
with the shine of summer sun
glittering on winters snow
next to spring times river flow.

And when we meet again,
many years from now
nothing will have changed
to me you'll mean the same
and we'll share the same old stories
laughing at the same tired lines
like the family we always were.

We shall meet again
where warm fires burn
and we will speak
with the same old voices
and walk through the seasons
for eternity....

Ricky Glew

In Passing

So here we are,
united by grief.
Trying not to submit
to the secrets that we keep.

Time travels on,
but we only stand still
filled by a vaccum
a numbness of soul.

The reason now lies cold,
they cannot fill the hole
and memories and dreams
seem to distant to appease
the sorrow and the tears
to be shared throughout the years.

The sun can shine on
in it's place in the sky
but i'll never notice
as i walk on by.

the stars can still glow,
but dark is my window.
Lit only by the promise
we'll met again someday
but not here, in a land far away
that we pass to in an instant
wether we welcome it or not....

Ricky Glew

Untitled

Where do I turn
now i've lost my way
struggling to fight
to live another day.
Head bowed, like a fallen tree
the slippery path sprinkled with misery.
My back against the wall
as i'm waiting now to fall
into the darkness
snatching at my heels
no matter where I run,
I know i am undone.

The strength within is faded
shines only but a glimmer
to be extinguished as the wick burns ever thinner.
Where do i turn?
now all hope is lost
nursing all the bruises
and counting up the costs.

Ricky Glew

L IV

I can see a future in your eyes
mapped out, my life is on the rise.
And though i never really thought
I'd want a you and me
dreams about our future, is all that i can see.

To lose a lifetime in a moment,
but never want it back
and hold your hand forever
with thoughts of love that never lack.

I'll write a poem every day
if it will help you see my way
and we'll both know the words are true,
because they're said, only to you.

Ricky Glew

L III

You make me smile when I am blue,
the little things remind me of you.
The birds as they sing, when the day is begun.
The blue of the sky, touched by the sun.
The afternoons shadows, drawing you near.
The night times darkness, so I'll never fear.
The depth of the ocean, the softness of grass.
The sweet scent of flowers as i wander past.
The twinkling of starlight, the soft glow of moon.
The shine of a candle, lighting the gloom.

You fill my days with wonder
and dreams of summers past.
You make my heart glow brighter
and it beats a rhythm, fast.
I don't know if you know
just what i feel for thee
i want to say i love you,
but fear it's not meant to be.

Ricky Glew

The Game of Love

Love is a dangerous game
more deadly than a war
it has the instant power
to knock you to the floor.

And when you're down and out
it's plain for all to see
just another victim
of loves old misery.

It cuts you to the bone,
far deeper than a blade
it makes you question everything
driving you insane.

Love is like a lottery,
you have to play to win
just don't gamble other peoples hearts
purely on a whim.

The prize can be amazing
and is always worth the game
but if you miss to chance your hand
you've only you to blame.

So step up to the table,
and lay down all your cards.
Don't make love the joker,
let it be the ace of hearts.

Ricky Glew

Our Summers

Those summer days are gone and lost
and only dreams remain.
Those long spent hours in the sun
form memories never stained.

the never ending hours
of nothing much at all,
just days of happy times
we thought would last for all.

But eternity cant wait
and all things change in the end,
not always for the better....

So goodbye to the sky
and the summer sun
goodbye to dreams of childhood,
my adult days have come.

Ricky Glew

Elements of Fate

Is it written in the sky?
the way all things will be?
spelt out in the wind
and played out in the sun.

Scribed into the rocks
and pressed into the dirt
as certain as yesterday
stands to us today.

Do the things we do
and the words we say
really make the difference anyway?
or are we but the fools
acting out eternity's melancholic play
forced, and bound, to act our parts this way.

Ricky Glew

www.fullstop (why when and what)

Somethings we will never know.
Why the sun's in the sky and the wind does blow.
What made the seas and rivers flow
and when we die where do we go?

What makes us just who we are?
and man can travel, but how far?
will there ever come a day
when we see things another way?

to stop asking questions,
criticising what has been done
and trying to change the masterpiece
to alter what fate begun.

When will we stop to think
of all the time we waste
and learn to let things be,
and free ourselves from this rat race.

Ricky Glew

The Garden

It's summer in the garden
all the world's begun
to break out from their houses
and step into the sun.

To stand upon the cliff top
and look on out to sea
imagine all the wonders
stood waiting there for thee.

It's summer in the garden
now all the world can see
the beauty of the world
and all the things to be.

Ricky Glew

Dixie

Some people call it foolish,
writing a poem to you
but they can never understand
exactly what you do.

You entered my life when i was down
and took away my frown.
And though we've had our ups and downs
I knew you were around.

and then just one year later
when things turned really bad
you made my life much easier
helped stop me feeling sad.

You took me all the places
that i needed to be
gave me back my freedom
created independancy.

And though you'll never understand
the message that's for you
if people knew the reasons why,
they'd love you like i do.

Ricky Glew