Not a goodbye my sweet birds
but that season change
o’er time and human needs
the burrow may borrow
what little warmth of rabbit
but the sun sees and need
a grand love — we give Her
so not a goodbye little ones
a promise for future-tomorrow
:: 03-22-2014 ::
Daddy made a smile and i drank it down
and his bedtime stories with my teddy bear
made my youthful life magical and full of sprites
and i love the memories that flow through time
and each thought is a universe of living life
a life that i only now know was magical
daddy take your time and live the moment
not the past but now and forward-time for me
and kiss sun-drenched dreams for life and love
i’m here and you are there — together always one
so, daddy take this love and spread it around
around the seconds and minutes of our memories
we are a spring and summer that gives life
and wings of fairy and butterfly carries us
:: 03-21-2014 ::
i
My sorrow surrounds me today
It is not a garment I wear
but a thing that sticks to me
Weep I do to one day leave it
ii
No, i do not dwell in sorrow
dear, i grab life and love
each time it my way passes
but my fingers are tired
iii
it is not a thing of flesh
but more-so a breath of air
and her scent is nature
to me she is Mother Nature
iv
What poem could i share
mere words of love and joy
but these are of fire-pain
run far-hide from my stanzas
v
but if the seven wonders come
and you should match them all
and if blood and fear is no thing
then my heart is yours forever
vi
a whisper escapes my spirit
my soul could not dare say
but i believe in you much so
it’s not of pain and fear
:: 03-21-2014 ::
The morning sees a day of light
a crescendo of movement my love
and what we say today echoes
into that heart and space-time
we are not privileged to live
it is a gift and not a right
a rented soul-cage are we all
no script given above living
so we move and walk and talk
and give and take and squawk
the negative takes but know
the giving gives more-so dear
therefore do not let flesh
overrule the day — Amen
but that beating heart give
more than you take in life
:: 03-21-2014 ::
Complexity swim beneath my skin
a severity twice-fold within soul
minor key pounce life-notes-me
and refrains of sweetness-motes
i am that one-different in life
no care for superfluous thing
but love–that be my charge
protect and care and serve
:: 03-21-2014 ::
Once I dreamed this I did
upon a cloud in sunlit light
not a hint of nightshade
nor a glint of sorrow
and dreams such as this
— this what dreams should be
made of vanilla-kiss lip
and love-making laughter
lightly floats my soul
between the glades-bee
and through rivers fresh
across mountains too
above the land-dew
and through hearts-two
this dream I had once
and stays forever now
what a dream should be
:: 03-21-2014 ::
We danced upon a whim
Two strangers entranced
the night a culprit for us
but moon enticed us too
and your hands were porcelain
My demure a portrait of civility
But within my fire I raged dear
just a chance to fall for you
I did — second measure first refrain
footsteps across the marble
and timeless epochs followed
no Romeo or Juliet knows
this tender night given by Grace
not of pain or lost no not at all
it is a gentle promise from the heart
:: 03-20-2014 ::
IN my eager need I stepped beyond my living soul
into a place which kept those yet unseen goals
Such a surprise today I met!
To see the future and my life;
the good and sad and grand
and the ones who have I
loved, met, and died —
upon their lips they sang
to me, “achieve all my dreams”
within your life;
another step I took — returned
and now believe my dreams.
:: 03-20-2014 ::
I, within the flat and dry plains
could see clearly into eternity
but a day unbeknownst to me
the sudden violent weather —
no fraternity, but came to be
The skies cracked my spirit
and bolt-light my soul
this for five long years
the rain — incessant winds
and on a day of certain death
the sun became my friend again
and in the distance the storm went
:: 03-20-2014 ::
THIS love so large my lover
it spreads the stars yonder
and fuels all hearts —
that they may discover
the truth of life and ponder
:: 03-18-2014 ::
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