Ebb and Flow Poems

By Erik Thatcher

Life has its ups and downs. Its ins and outs. It's not always calm, but chaos can lead to great things.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Apr 4, 2020
• ISBN: 9781098302870

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To Mom and Sis for putting up with me.

The following poems are those that I have written myself over recent times. It has been a long time since I picked up the words that I wrote for quite awhile. Before this it was only off and on in childhood that I wrote down poems that entered my mind. I hope that you enjoy them as others have and as much I have writing them.

https://www.facebook.com/schmuckpoems/ is where everything started up again.

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I watch you from afar.

You are the light that brightens the horizon.

You are the warmth that reflects upon my cold face.

You are the rising of a new life.

You are the bringer of hope.

You are love that I have found and the love I await.

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I rock back and forth to keep the misery at bay and throw out the loneliness that has crept in. Until love embraces me and embodies me with its security, I shall continue to throb in pain.

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Desire of Love crushes the mind and stresses the heart.

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I feel the hand of misery pulling me back and the hand of passion forcing me forward. With the power of both being massive, I feel if I do not give in to one or the other I may be crushed. Falling into the hands of passion will save me and collapsing into the grasp of misery will end me. I prefer the option of passion.

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For too long I had been stumbling through the darkness of misery. Then I saw the first glimmer of hope off in the distance. As I continued to approach it, it became a beacon of hope. I started to run into the light of care. I then noticed a figure of Love and passion. It was the person whom I had been hoping to find for so long. I had finally come to the conclusion of misery and the beginning of life.

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No matter how I look at her all I see is love.

I look at her from the side I still see the passion.

I look at her from the back and I still see the desire.

I look at her from the front and I see the perfection that is displayed on her face and the purity in her eyes.

She is the icon of my heart and the star of my soul.

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The solitude twists my body.

The loneliness twists my mind.

The misery twists my mind.

The sadness twists my soul.

The lack of love twists the life from within and spills it into the abyss of death.

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With misery comes the lecture of pain and the silence of love.

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If one feels empty, one can be filled with love until it overflows.

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I wallow in the mist of misery.

I swagger with sorrow at my side.

I lounge around in the company of loss.

I endure the emptiness of loneliness.

I await the closure of life and the embrace of death.

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I shake with loss.

I tremble with sorrow.

I shudder with fear.

I crumble with no one near.

I fear tomorrow the end will be here.

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The minds resistance to love can be painful