Heather Marie Mortimer Poems

Well, I don't want nothin...
I don't want you
And I don't want the moon
Yeah, I don't want nothin...
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Pain is what spurs us to seek joy.
Joy is what spurs us to seek pain.
To see either as lasting is simple misery.
Peace comes from walking forward anyway.
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In daydreams and nightmares, I may have what I seek
But in sunbeams my senses and actions grow weak
One step for another, yet far off is my goal
And the end lies inside me, but only when I am whole.
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When weary journey does not travel to rest
And heaviness of heart exhausts your limbs
In competition with Death may your mortality show best
That in your power you live by simple whims.
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Eternity seems like torture now...
With you gone and silent every day.
Only glimpses of shining thoughts remain,
And those weep heavy, when left to stray.
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And so my well-wishing thoughts go out to you:
That fate be kind and love be true.
That in your darkest moments you remember me
And all the light and love which my own eyes see.
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Gently break me, my love, and my whole would be yours
If you desire my whole whole, you may have it in scores.
If you held it safe in your chest, it would always replace
Every moment of darkness, turn every pain into grace.
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Unbreakable strength, why do you chide me so?
When I would joyfully be consumed of piteous woe!
For I be nothing of strength, save for frailty's endurance
Which knows nothing of passion's immortal assurance.
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O'er thickly laid dewdrops,
Holding moon in their face.
Under bright, polished stars;
I am home in this place.
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Travel sweetly, sick senses
Coax my lids into dream
Hush my thoughts into nothing
And awake I will dream.
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