My Poetry

Like wind chimes in the wind,
Golden rays on my skin,
The beauty of your voice;
The thoughts you share and bare;

Like evenings of contentment,
the smiles of laughter on my lips,
the whispers of bliss from within,
The thoughts I share and bare;

My prince; my fantasy; my all day dream
You my friend, my fantasy; my prince.

Since you've gone away
Reeling emotions pass within
Did you really have to go away
Leaving me all alone
You see me as I was then
You can't see me as I am now
I walk before a stranger's eye
Yearning for the lost emotions
Bound to a destiny unknown.

Walk before the stranger's eye
Know me, with no lie;
Once was a dream,
Arisen above the sunsets beam,
Time expells; the eagles fly;
Wind sings from the sky,
A shadow melts beside;
Fingertips crawl and hide,
Truth will be known;
Walk before the strangers eyes
Hide no lies.
April 6, 1988

Away From Me
If only I could have heard your voice
In that cold and empty night
You were lost and away from me
In my heart and soul but away from me
I was lost and alone for you and...
When I dream of you
It's only the cold and empty nght
When I call for you
It's an echo calling back at me
When I needed love,
It was just for you; Just for you
In that cold and empty night
I can only dream and wish for you
Your face is gone, gone away from me
In the end I have lost you forever
I will walk alone before the strangers eye
You knew me then for the way I was
You are gone now, I am alone
Time will go on to where the eagles fly.

The word is fearful;
The meaning of it hidden
But without it noone can have life
It is the center and the basis;
It brings confusion;
But worlds are destroyed.
It makes many alone;
It exists within all
But to some it is unknown;
They forever hope for the knowledge
They are afraid to live without
But unknown is the truth;
Love will always exist;
Strive and destroy.

Love; One of my feelings for you.
Love; spoken in times so few,
How many times I wish for you:
Together or Free.

Joy; one word for our times,
Joy; in those small musical chimes,
Often I feel needful your time:
Together or Free.

Lonely; one word for our times free,
Lonely; without you I could never be,
When you feel no longer free:
Together or Free.

Broken; one for feelings now gone;
Broken; moments had once shone;
Now, all feelings are gone:
TOGETHER NOW FREE.

Making love is what you make it;
If you let it go without a thought,
If you share it amongst others,
If love is not in your heart,
If friendship is your only bond,
Making love is what you make it;
If your love is strong,
If your timing is right,
If your loyalty is free,
If your hearts are full,
If friendship and love cross,
Making love is how you make it.

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