Puppet Show







tulip-341677__180Both of us speak

But neither of us hear

Couldn’t be further apart

While standing so near


When did things change

Where did we go wrong?

When did we go from bliss

To something so far gone?


So much space between us

Can we bridge this gap?

Will we find our way back

Or are we lost without a map?


Is our compass broken

Will our viewpoints ever meet?

Can we agree to disagree

Or should we claim defeat?


Both with stubborn pride

Two egos on the line

Neither of us right or wrong

Can we salvage yours and mine?


Can we both forgive

Or is it far too late?

Can we live and let live

Or is the end our fate?


Copyright 2016-1-2 – L.M. Giannone



puppet-1069107__340Standing back from these burning embers

Ashes that once represented my life

Once filled with blissful happiness

Now pain cuts my soul like a knife

With a great big hole in my heart

A space you once occupied

From grief of your loss

I’ve ached, mourned and cried

You wouldn’t see it through

Started but couldn’t finish

Re-opening fragile wounds

Preventing pain to diminish

An incessant, irresistible tease

So artfully come and go

Lead me on then disappear

Like tidal ebb and flow

Only fantasies provide refuge

The sole private space we can steal

The one place I can be with you

Where your other one just isn’t real

The fog will someday dissipate

At tunnel’s end there’ll be light

Both recovery and transcendence

Are in my near future’s sight

I thought I could be stronger

For your affection I can’t compete

I give up and say Uncle

Back down and claim defeat

And abandon this illusion

Pretending that we’re real

Stop this pain from compounding

Allowing my heart to feel

Now release my heart strings

And end your marionette show

I’ll no longer perform for you

Make your choice or let me go

 Copyright 2016-4-24- L.M. Giannone