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Breezed Clothes Touching on the Line

Posted: 14th February 2013 by Tim Rhoades in Love Poems
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When you’re not around,
When you’re nowhere near,
When I can’t hear your voices sound,
This is when I know true fear.

When I can’t seem to find you,
When you’ve gone far away,
I don’t know what to do,
It seems I’ve lost my way.

Without you here inside our home,
I’m always looking for something new,
I have to keep myself busy,
Or I get lost thinking of you.

At night I wake up in fear.
In my dream I see you with another,
This is when I need you here,
To tell me there is no other.

If I could have my way,
You would be all of my time,
Not this patchwork of my day,
Like breezed clothes touching on the line.

Arizona

Posted: 11th March 2010 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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The spring time in flowers,
The winter in snow,
This comfortable feeling,
Of something constant I know.

The summer sun will shine,
In autumn the leaves will fall,
Searching for something true,
While through these seasons I crawl.

I know that clouds will come,
And some will sprinkle rain,
But there’s no way for me to know,
Which day will end this pain…

I know that snow will cover the ground,
And soon after melt away,
Still I’m left wondering,
Whether or not you’ll stay.

I know that someone’s watching,
From the clouds high above,
Yet I’m filled with a doubt,
Whether they really gave us love.
_______

Coming Home

Posted: 11th March 2010 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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This morning as I woke,
And took the morning’s breath,
The night’s sweet silence broke,
As to consciousness I rose.

Looking to my side,
An angel next to me,
The calming of my oceans tide,
This vision of heaven I see.

The slight brush of golden hair,
A glimpse of a rosed cheek,
I could not help but stare,
At this blessing given to me.

Then the loud hum of my alarm,
Wakes me from my dream,
This shock of reality does me no harm,
When I know your coming home to me.
_______

A Misleading Moment

Posted: 11th March 2010 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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A glance of your hand,
A playful look in your eye,
A misleading moment,
A heart breaking half lie.

Your intentions good,
I know you meant no wrong,
But what you don’t see,
Are the words to my song.

My heart silently singing,
So quietly weeping,
It sings to you,
Its cautions behind it leaving.

A misleading moment,
An accidental touch,
What more could I do,
Then fall in love with you.
_______

Holding On

Posted: 11th March 2010 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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As I lay here in my bed,
I’m haunted by a ghost,
A fleeting, chilly memory,
Of what I miss the most.

A glimpse into the past,
A vision lost in time,
A place held in your heart,
A hole now left in mine.

After you left me here,
I could not trust another,
So many came and went,
So much inside to suffer.

But I’m writing you today,
To finally say good bye.
You see I found another,
To give that chance, to try.

This hole in my heart,
I’m now starting to fill,
Not loosing why it’s there,
Holding your love still.
_______

That First Kiss

Posted: 11th March 2010 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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A roller coaster ride,
To an unknown height.
This rippling envelopment,
Breaking through stone.
This reckless endangerment,
Of my once cradled soul.
This burning raging fire,
From this inferno untold.
Sparking an inner desire,
Breaking loose my stance.
Not a thought in my mind,
Not a sensation ever missed.
My sight completely blind,
From the power of that first kiss.
_______

When I Danced With an Angel

Posted: 11th March 2010 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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The things we saw,
The places we went,
Living purely for ourselves,
No concerning time spent.

Together growing closer,
As the years passed us by,
Living in the now,
Never glancing toward the future sky.

Loosing myself in you,
And watching you fall for me,
Now a gleam in my eye,
With the future I see.

Watching the years go on,
The band of love on your hand.
Lost in all the time we share,
Flowing like the hourglass sand.

The love inside of me,
So deeply blossomed and grew,
Now growing so much more,
Looking into my sons eyes of blue.

This family now started,
Formed on the one truth.
Stronger than the trial of time,
This love formed in our youth.

I look back to when I met you,
And can’t remember where the time went.
But I thank God for the dance,
Where I met the angel he sent.
_______

Empty Tears

Posted: 11th March 2010 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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They hit my pillow at night,
With a hollow empty sound.
The only thing left in my heart,
Is this emptiness I’ve found.

No more laughter is left,
No more joy to fill my world,
Laying quietly in my lonely bed,
Against your old pillow curled.

Rereading all of the letters,
Of once happier times spent,
My views of Happily Ever After,
Now broken, distorted, and bent.

Although I face the world,
Surrounded by broken mirrors,
I walk on thinking of you,
Followed by the stains of empty tears.
_______

My Own House of Mirrors

Posted: 11th March 2010 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Featured, Love Poems
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A reflection stairs back at me,
With lightly happy younger eyes.
A glimpse into a past of mine,
Before the sound of empty cries.

I turn back to my journey,
Stumbling through this maze of time.
Feeling a deep heaviness in my soul,
With this guilt of an unknown crime.

Flashes of emotions on my left and right,
Quietly telling me the stories of my life.
Guiding me over the hills I’ve lived,
Not loosing sight of a forgotten strife.

A vision of a blue house,
That enveloped all my dreams of youth.
Seeing the lessons I learned there,
Missing some unspoken truth.

More scenes come to view and fade,
As my feet follow a single road.
The pictures seem to guide me onward,
Following directions I was never told.

Walking down these never ending halls,
These endless rows of restless reflections.
I’m left with a haunting tainted vision,
With no one to hear my silent objections.

Blindly following the sound of my feet,
Masked with a smile and cradled in tears.
I’ll wonder on alone in my halls,
In this, my own house of mirrors.
_______

Vacation In a Box

Posted: 30th June 2009 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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A beautiful sunny day,
With the rolling ocean waves,
Sitting in the soft sand,
Trusting in come what may.

Feeling the all the warmth,
Of the soft yellow beams,
Fading away from reality,
Loosing us in dreams.

Gaining an understanding,
That we both already know,
Never hiding again,
Letting the inside show.

Running from this life,
But embracing every day,
Accomplishing what needs doing,
While leaving time to play.

A vacation in a box,
In a circle made of gold,
Ignoring our minds,
Doing what our hearts were told.
_______

Forgotten Love

Posted: 30th June 2009 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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You told me not to chase my dreams,
That I would leave the world behind,
But that gave me the drive,
In every way I could find.

So I chased my life,
And left that small town.
But my heart was broken,
When loneliness is what I found.

I didn’t know losing the world,
Meant you would go to.
Now I see what was meant,
When you told me what to do.

Inside my new found home,
The door is always there.
I sit on the other side,
Reciting my silent prayer.

I chased the wrong life,
Because your no where around,
And my heart was broken,
When a forgotten love is what I found.
_______

You Were Mine For a Day

Posted: 30th June 2009 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Featured, Love Poems
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They say we all get,
Our fifteen minutes of fame,
Some do it honestly,
Other bare it in shame.

Some take to the music,
Others play on the screen,
I took to love’s path,
And painted my dream.

With a palette of life’s colors,
And a brush I stole from fate,
I created my hearts vision,
Only a moment too late.

When I painted your eyes,
I stole the Caribbean’s blue,
Lightly streaking through your hair,
As the Oceans wind blew.

A picture of God’s angels,
Is where I stole your smile.
Creating you inside my head,
Falling for you all the while.

I lingered in my dreams,
Until I got your body right.
My breath silently held back,
As I took you in my sight.

You take your life’s first breath,
And look so deeply into me.
My picture is now painted.
Your soul is now set free.

The final gift to you I give,
Was shot from Cupid as a dart.
Inside your perfect being,
I place my fiery heart.

You smile at me and wave,
And trust in come what may.
I smile while you leave and know,
That you were mine for a day.
_______

Still?

Posted: 30th June 2009 by Timothy A. Rhoades in Love Poems
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If the snow would fall in June,
If the sun went round the moon,
If all that is simple went a frill,
Would you love me still? 

If that which is right somehow went wrong,
If all the music disappeared and left no song,
If there was no food for a meal,
Would you still love me still? 

If all in life went a skew,
If you knew I stilled loved you,
With nothing but those words to seal,
Would you love me still?
_______

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