Patti Wilburn Haney
Biography of Patti Wilburn Haney
Patti Wilburn Haney Poems
I feel kinda adrift when I am not with you Like a ship waiting to be back in port The days like contrary tides seem to conspire against me
Small and confined she stays a prisoner to her dark place Try as she may she always ends up back at her dark place
My hard little shell hides the tender meat inside To the world a tough nut to crack But on the inside, delicate-fragile
'You Don'T Have To Thank Me....'
You don't have to thank me For loving you You make it easy The open heart you show
'My Guardian Angel'
The little girl so close to the end, Halfway here, halfway there. Cries for a mother who does not come, Because she is busy.
Love is a purring kitten. Soft and warm. to be protected, cherished, ... nurtured. ...Held close..soft fur against your face.
We start off unshapen lumps of metal. God like a skilled smith, Hones us down. Smoothing the rough edges.
Addiction is such a cruel thing It takes over your whole life Whatever your poison It cuts to the core like a knife
Pure crystalline waves, Your chill reminds me of carefree youth. Lay with me in the vast expanse, My snow angel.
She sits and smiles A secret smile Candlelight illuminating ...The gently upturned lips.
I've kissed a few frogs Looking for the prince I've wished on a star Trying to make sense
'Moonlight Tan Revisited'
I want a moonlight tan Silver beams caressing me Touching exposed skin ...Filling with warmth.
The road we travel Can be full of pain. Heartaches can be waiting At the turn of the bend.
Crystal bath of Rose-scented water. Languid embrace, Softly calling.
Love is a purring kitten.
Soft and warm.
to be protected, cherished, ... nurtured.
...Held close..soft fur against your face.
Playful yet serious at times.
Deep, soulful eyes staring into your soul.
A cautionary tale...
Hurt my love...this kitten has claws...