Daily Archives: February 21, 2015

A POET TO HIS BELOVED

and if words were
fruit
upon a vine
and sun like wine
i could forever
taste sweet life
and be drunk in love!
and if you ever
met me, i too would write
a greatest prose
describing you:
the glory called Love!

:: 02-21-2015 ::


A SECRET THOUGHT

at times i think
if my skull
were opened
one would find
a beating heart
instead of brain
and within my
chest;  a cavity
to fill with hope!

:: 02-21-2015 ::


SWEET PLUSH PURR

sweet plush purr
like a squeeze-
box when sleeping!
little kitty making
squeezing songs!
dreaming sleeping
while the day
is so young!

:: 02-21-2015 ::


The Lover In a Hailstorm

Disheveled
mind, running heart
and dimmed eyes,
I once loved
a beautiful soul
who became
my life only to fold
and crease
my heart squared neatly:
Her lips spoke without
words and mine too,
like dying petals in
a dark hailstorm!
I saw within her eyes
a thank you
and then the spark gone!
and the hell storm
never ceased;
tearing petals from
all the world’s flowers!

:: 02-21-2015 ::


O THAT TENDER LITTLE TIME!

O that tender
little time!
to wish it more
as long as
the greatest
shore!
That was
cleansed by love
and removed all
gloom and pain
and remaining,
the tears
of all mothers
and fathers
weeping holding
the seashell
voices of baby
songs
O what little time
no more than
thimble that we
make miracle!
and for me!  I
keep my seashell
upon the shore
of that greatest
ocean called forever!

:: 02-21-2015 ::