| Atmosphere Words fly from fingers and carry themselves to the printed page |
| Note: These poems are my original compositions. Please do not archive elsewhere without permission. SUMMER DAYS (1999) (Summerland Beach) On a sandy gray beach, Playful dogs yip and bark at cadences in the air A sea gull swoops low, Riding the crest of ancient waves A solitary figure scribbles furiously on paper, As the whistling wind laps up against the white pages of her journal Everyfamily cavorts on the seashore, Enjoying the idyllic summer afternoon The faraway drone of a car engine echoes loudly, Then recedes into nothing A fog, seemingly too timid to chase the sun Settles at a far distance In the blue green Pacific, orange buoys bob to and fro, Swinging like pendulums in a grandfather clock A yellow beach towel flaps in the wind, Draped partially over a young maid with stringy brown hair Having partaken of the ocean’s jeweled tones, She emerges … content The upstart wind cools its breath But the watchful sun bathes tendrils of warmth over it Ah, but fickle sun! It turns its gaze away, leaving fog, That sneaky shadow to blanket the ground momentarily When the erstwhile rays return, Fog and wind, like goosebumps on the flesh, become no more. LOVESONG (1988) (Breathe's "Hands to Heaven") Across a darkened dance hall Our eyes meet You hold out your hand Beckoning me to come to you I move slowly towards you You clasp my hand in yours A sentimental ballad starts to play And you guide me to the dance floor You gather me close And I close my eyes Our bodies sway to the hidden rhythm of hearts I feel your contented sigh As you hold me even closer When I open my eyes I find you looking at me With such tenderness, such love I stare up at you in wonder and smile You bend down to kiss me And the heavens open up You send my heart soaring I am filled with such love I don’t ever want the song to end You enfold your arms around me once more Saying that you love me And that I make you feel special and unique You are Because I love you too The song ends and we begin. ELEMENTAL (1995) (Carpinteria Beach) Peace, pure and simple Primitive, elemental Waves crashing, caressing the shore As old as time itself Innocent as it should be Nothing like holding up your face to the wind As it bestows a kiss on your cheeks Small undiscovered pleasures The promise of romance hangs in the air Eternity is possible Sun, wind and sand The best things in life really are free Life, in perspective Is an endless possibility Always fresh and beautiful With all doubts washed away Time holds no meaning To the lone, exposed self Nothing touches the soul Even haunted, dark memories Color comes back to restore faith A seagull in flight Carefree No impatience in place Bittersweet intensity Overwhelming Overpowering Goosebumps spread in the air Tears remain unshed Perhaps they merely come out of the sting of the wind Or the melodrama of it all A bird’s flight into the sun Can rival a trip to heaven on winged chariots Life can teach you a lot If you stay silent and discover its quiet treasures. HOME ORIGINAL FICTION FAN FICTION |