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The following is a further exploration of my poetry and quotes that are created by me stir conversation and bring people to the enjoyment of poetry.Due to work and outside activities for my childrens books I am working on, there will be gaps in weeks.
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Can’t you see,
I’m doing my best?
Taking your order
Filling a request?
The lines are long
Almost 2 feet deep
While working on
Very little sleep.
Can’t you stand,
In my shoes once?
Going to school
Here not enthused.
I do understand
Why people bitch
With food so bland
And boss is a witch.
Can’t you feel
My soul is taken?
In greasy pits
Life forsaken.
Seeing the faults
In customer glares
The spiral won’t halt
My life is laissez faire.
Can’t you see
I stand up straight
Face is aglow
Feeling great.
A kindly gesture
"Thanks" and smiles
The perfect cure
That travels miles.
Computers replace
Typewriters of old
In office surroundings
Knowledge so bold.
Technology abounds
In every location
What to long to gather
Is quick information.
Life simplified
By nations endeavor
With spark of thought
To drive forever.
See my talent
In written words
Listed downward
Spelled out in bullets
I need the work
Please can’t you help
My days need meaning
Life’s now a mess.
I know the work
With knowledge built
In rough hune hands
I mold the view.
For hours tick by
In silent wait
A phone to ring
To say I’m great.
I pour my soul
Into gathered groups
To show my strengths
In measured breaths.
I gather my thoughts
To answer the question
After so many
I’ve become quite weary.
Make me an offer
Show me the hope
To further my future
And make Peggy proud.
I await the judgement
From colleagues now met
With blisters from chairs
I continue to write.
Find the words
Concoct the rhyme
Deliver the line
Is for the birds
Writing the verse
Keeping the tempo
Deleting the verb
Sounding much worse.
People relying
On creative arts
Muses are trying
I’m here dying.
The Muses rode with me today
To face the road well driven
Their voiced impressions
Grab to my soul’s depths
And offer me some comfort.
They took their leave
Of me for a while
As Aphrodite guided my heart
And now the sisters have returned
To start the creation anew.
My inner voice was silent
As love of another replaced it
For in the world poets and fools
Where time heals all wounds,
A would-be poets mate is found.
Now the songs rise in my head
Once more the Muses feed me
In dreams of night and passing
Keyboard strokes are pleasing
My silence is no more.
My heart it rises in the air
For my love is ever here
She loves me for my simpleness
The heart of a teddy bear.
Peggy is my darling one
A soul transposed now two
Hearts that beat in rhythm
Life is much more fun.
We shall join in June together
A union of our lives
Kindled flames of unity
A love now and forever.
In the key of me
I see
Timeless treasures gone
What once stood grounded
In the flames of past records
The ghosts walk the paths
Now driven over
Filled with tar
I sense their passage
In depths of space
By foot steps gone
Once intruders
Just a memory
Of no one here.
She’s touched my soul
With gentle hands
Kissed my lips
In tenderness
I’ve felt her heartbeat
Rhythm with my
I feel her breath
Close to me.
In wandering days
I’ve searched the sky
For signs and portents
Of my other
In passing phases
I’ve reached out
You took my hand
And made me safe.
I close my eyes
And breathe you in
My lungs at capacity
For purer air
That drives my mind
Comes from your heart
Like adrenaline rush
You make me so complete.
I feel your touch
In evening air
Your body close
My body close
Our lips touch softly
In tentative moments
I taste your sweetness
Like sweetest wine
Making my heart so drunk.
I hear your voice
Whisper sweetly
On wings so far
From star to star
Happy sounds echo
On softest breezes
Your laugh fills me
With such joy
Making my world brighter.
I feel your body
In moonlit sky
Your eyes meet mine
Like sweet red wine
Heat of passion
Holding together
Against another
I drink you in
With magnetic allure.
Morning’s clouded sight
Thickly blanketed earth
The birds seem to pause
Awaiting final clearance
All doors are closed to me
I stare at a window void
No real fear of flight.
I’m cast adrift in time
In a cloud filled ocean
My iron falcon stays true
A southern heading calls
Patchwork landscape below
Upon the outstretched floor
Life scurries about me
Warm day sunshine echoes.
Air filled voyagers kept safe
With many moods and guides
Books in hand to pass the time
Or music to clam the soul
Scarcely started this first leg
With Dallas now locked in sight
Wheels down for landing
The falcon’s coming home.
Up amidst the tree tops
In the summer of 2000
I gaze out on the summer sky
Reflecting in my fortunes
In dreams of past loves
Searching for your smile.
Solidly I lean backwards
To a hug of maple leafs
My imagination keeps thinking
Building in destiny’s heart holds
Faithful truths to warm me
Secure by your smile.
A warm breeze kisses me
As my eyes close softly
Drinking in the fragrance
Of a summers magic night
I reach for you in loves caress
Safe within your smile.
Saint Valentine’s gift
To loved and unloved
Is the gift of hope
Wisdom from above.
Presents offered to appease
Gifts of chocolate
Dozens of roses
Champagne well chilled
Are objects from the heart.
Love is the feeling
That two share
Without reservations
And Cupid with his bow
Aims to mend the broken.
Gentle and most giving man
Creativity by paper and pen
He made us laugh
While making us look at life
Charles Schultz has died today.
Through his comics he showed us
How not to fly a kite
And to charge a nickel for help
Though I never played football
I kept my feet well planted.
He kept us smiling
Through war and peace
Simplistic children
Through everyday problems
He made us think of each other.
I don’t remember
When I’ve seen
Beauty in another comic
By giving us his very best
He’s shown us how to live.
Charles Schultz died today
Peppermint Patty got an "A"
Snoopy has written his final chapter
While Linus and Lucy will fight no more,
Charlie Brown is definitely a good man.
In observation of love
There seems to be flags
Like Indy winners
Faster pacing
Driven to win.
And what a prize
To battle for
Someone’s heart
A life to share
Dreams to path.
I dreamed of you
At final crossings
My heart to fly
With cloud filled wings
A victor’s kiss
To please the senses
And warm the soul
By angel breath.
I dreamed of you
In measured pace
By dreaming cause
And sightless joy
With eyes shut down
Through darken wall
I seek the light
Of an angel’s love.
I dreamed of you
Since dawn’s early light
In forest havens
By sun kissed pools
I touch your face
In foggy depths
To lift my spirit
At angel’s speed.
I dreamed of you
When you had gone
At daybreak’s start
Through warmest covers
My life renewed
By intimate caress
In sweetest arms rest
My angel’s love.
I’m tired of stones
That weigh us down
Of narrow viewpoints
In vocal tones.
Hate does nothing
But slow us back
With loss of trust
We lose our faith.
I miss our times
By aid was there
One way phone calls
And helping hands.
Adults in the game
Of Truth or Dare
When ego’s unleashed
Ears shut down.
I’m tired of hate
Through tempered words
By poet’s template
I’ve made mistakes.
Missing you
Does not make sense
With choices done
I’m left in the dark.
Looking for solutions
To make amends
I reach for your hand
To try again.
Your absent smile
Has made me stop
I need you back
In my meager life.
You’ll never see
These words I write
For fear in the breach
In broken truths.
No more words
Will now be spoken
My pen is dry
As is my heart.
I watched time slip away
Within the space
Of well placed hours
Futures glimpsed
As worlds turn
Celebrating moments past.
Watching watches turning
As flowing seconds
Ticking off the clocks
I look outside
To see the change
The stars never changed.
Strange sensations stop me
As waiting ends
To the morrow brings
Seeing the change
Of the century transmutes
Next generation awaits.
My ghosts to me
Seek the peace
Of souls at rest
And learned dreams
To topple pleasant
Thoughtful matter
Guides to challenge
Practical means.
Seeing past
The shadowed walls
In meditation mind
Following thoughts
That seeks to question
By visions laid
In open arms.
I see the past
In shepherd views
By wings of present
Interaction soars
I touch the Muses
In gracious prose
Awaiting final verdict.
A full moon followed me
As I journeyed southward
Solstice shining at 6am
Lighting the roadway
Guiding me to San Antonio.
I walked above the cotton sky
Silver wings my support
Towns and cities waking up
To snowy grounds and clouds
On the way to San Antonio.
MY halfway point allows some rest
As I gaze upon Saint Louis
The hub of activity for my flight
A silent wait as I contemplate
Final destination is San Antonio.
A ghostly halo tracks my pace
Airplanes optical illusion holiness
A rainbow circle gives me vision
By sun and cloud mixed by water
An omen for San Antonio.
Where has the time gone
Since January 1999
A flood of memories
Like a tidal surging
Brain cells tap the past.
Loss of love starts it all
Foolish heart seems my fate
In depths of spirit I fall
Blinded by the heart to truth
Now my friend is gone.
A new destination beckons
To Music City USA
For faceless friends
And hotel room romances
Returns a smile to me.
Tracks of despair struck again
Drove to downward spiral
By a delusional scarecrow
For lies flowed like a polluted river
And knives like Brutus planted.
Time to heal once more
To rally the troops to the flag
Life is transitory to a nomad
For a new destination summoned
Regenerating my body and soul.
An ancient dream fulfilled
To England’s shore I ventured
For a lifetime of memories
Through a gentle knight’s quest
Magic and myth are mine.
At home again life renews
Burdens of past fade slow
With computers and paper
I search for new life
And a future yet to be.
To achieve my goals
With a team as my mentors
My total knowledge served
Giving back to those futures
Uncertainty replaced with hope.
Life is mine in full circle
During Yuletide celebrations
Flying south for Christmas
With millennium beckoning
My heart is nearly full.
And so to the ghosts of 1999
All spirits of change take heed
My life is mine
So nearly complete
21st century looks much brighter.
Christmas Journeys
Saint Louis transitions
A terminal of people
Flights of fancy
Flights for home
Souls in terminal lines.
She’s propped up by glass
With a watchful stare
Draped in silent angst
A wandering void
She sits and waits
Boarding calls forth coming.
Four legged friends
Boxed and caged
As masters sit above
Catnip dosage administered
Boosted higher
Lessens high palpitations.
Called to board
Row by row
Seat to seat
Buckled safely
Attendant aids
Journey at Christmas.
I come as I go
At gate thirty-seven
Memories of Texas
Snow-less holidays
Family separated by miles.
Of nieces and nephews
Holiday feasts rollout
With grandma directing traffic
Hugs and kisses passed around
Love at this time of year.
Smiling faces beaming
At ribbons and fancy wrap
Toys scattered
As cats tiptoe by
I reveal in the glow.
Silence in the terminal
As daydreams fade away
Staring out at the runway
Waiting for boarding calls
Minnesota homeward.
Dreams of the past
Dreams of destiny
Flashing out to futures
Seeing dreams of possibility
Friends instead of foes.
Talking out problems
Talking together
Finding the reasons
Scenes of contention
Feelings aired to reason.
Acts of contrition
Acts of faith
Friendships on the edge
Seeking yesterday
Frames of reference.
Eyes of jealousy
Eyes of fate
Freedom of the truth
Signs of importance
Footsteps to understanding.
Stars on the landscape
In patterns below
Cloudless sight
Mass formations
Life within the twinkles.
People below
Ant sized movement
Roadways flowing
Images linked
Atmospheric views.
Looking downward
Thinking someone
Gazing upward
Seeing my lights
Flying by.
Between the spirit and the mind
I dream of the future
In astral form I fly
To breathe the winds
That has yet to form.
Between the mind and the body
I slip the mortal keen
To walk those planes
Those few have known
Seeking life and heart.
Between the body and the earth
I soar above the whisper clouds
Gaze upon the stars that burn
Catch a beam that radiates
Down upon the dreaming time.
Between the earth and the sky
I understand the journey’s call
Looking past the shelter walls
Taking hold of the vision
Bringing to higher goals.
Between the sky and the spirit
The wisdom comes full circle
Joining the fulfillment dreams
Facing down the ghostly past
Seeking futures present.
Discover your gift
In locked away rooms
Once remembered
Rarely brought forth
Give it a chance
To breathe and grow
Foster the spark to flame.
Share your gift
With those around
Leave them something
To ponder and wish
Carve your mind
Into wishing wells
Dive to depths of thought.
Harness your gift
With words of iron
Battle against the tide
Drive home the words
That brings union
By action and deeds
Your legacy starts.
Understand your gift
When those do not
Find the focus of dreams
Start your procession
And light the candle
Your light will shine
To those who need.
Pass on your gift
With heart felt joy
Even when shot down
For foolish notions
Drive your passion
On dragon’s wings
Flights of magic are yours.
I missed the shadow again today
It passed my window with a word
I sought it out in quaking shoes
Missing out on love’s touch.
Wandering out evenings doorway
I stumbled on my target’s world
Seeking some reliable wisdom
My quick soft-shoe saves me.
The cold night air grabs my bones
In sedate bars I sense no truth
For beer does not transcend the pain
Comfort food holds no passion.
In quaking words that spill outward
On December sidewalks cold concrete
Fighting for truths to tell each other
Fearful of loss to gains having made.
With ideas sparked from missing heart
Knowing love is somewhere near
I gather together my poets shield
Silently growing much older.
I forgot her birthday
First time since knowing her
Like a kite in the breeze
It slipped past me
Making me stop and remember.
Ten years gone by
But the mind holds on
To past friendships
And dreams of what was
Two unlikely ships
On seas of yesterdays.
Happiness is hers
With family and friends
She's always been so blessed
But my mind is cold
Trying hard to remember
Our last words spoken.
I walk outside
And stare upward
To a starry blanket
Wishing on a shooting star
That all is well
And her birthday was happy.
A walking gallery
Art in motion
Human body
Professional canvas
Personal beauty
Requesting visuals
To be seen
And unseen
That is the question
For covered bodies
Leaving no clue
Partial glimpses
Of ink and skin
All over the body
Leg and arms
Breasts and backs
Of birds and boats
People and symbols
Artistic renderings
Given life.
I dreamed of a woman
Just last night
Deep blue eyes
Holding hands
Personal whispers
Hesitant kisses
Between two
Testing the waters
As we walked along
In a quiet town
Under fall trees
Friendship there
Stirring souls
Only in a dream.
A race up the mountain
The pace of one
Personal challenge
For one fated to moment
To test the courage
Of a tainted dream.
The struggle is hard
Paths in the woods
Forks to ponder
Three choices to make
always a rocky road
Never a sure thing.
To postulate the reason
For the constant struggle
Blinded heart left to whim
Chances taken to the contest
Feelings driven by adrenaline
My summit is always unreached.
Diamonds dancing on open water
The vaguest ripple follows the shore
A cloud filled sky hides the sun
Winter months changes moods
Once blue skies and green grass
Is now bleakest days spent.
Snow covered fields hide the earth
Of farms lands laid barren and cold
Acres of soil where crops stand tall
Now a haven for creatures needs
As deer pick their way for a morsel
A bit of grain for an hours search.
Forrest echoes along wooded paths
Feet crunch on leaves and twigs
Quiet pauses to natures retreat
Giving rise to animal whispers
Feeling little eyes upon my journey
Allowing fresh air to revitalize me.
Winter birds flitter around me
Grateful to the feeder treat given
One small soul seeks to thank me
The kindest gesture of feathered friend
Sits above my shoulder with no fear
Whistling a greeting for me alone.
Tracks surround me as i wander along
Signposts for discoveries unbound
Creatures wander through snowy hills
in search of better trails
I walk in repeated footfalls
Making my way homeward.
Everyone has demons
All people have issues
Why do those who complain the most
Deny their own phobias
Seeking their comfort in lesser joys
Striving while stepping on toes.
Who are we to judge
When one is not as perfect
What faceless mirror do we use
How often is it cleaned
By meausures of time issue
Truths wrapped in misconceptions.
Seeking clarity in murky water
Stains left upon the shores
When riding the waves of honesty
And love is cast adrift
Scanning the horizon for distant shores
Learning to stay afloat.
Whispered dreams
On a moonlit night
With Orion overhead
I fall upward
To touch the stars
Caressing my dreams
Wishing for more.
Leaning over the rail
Starlight tumbles down
Meteors stream past
As memory flows by
Years of prophesy
Fill an hourglass
Disappearing in moments.
Cold breezes take hold
Daggers through the skin
Pulling a jacket closer
Breath rising to sight
Ears listen for night
Soundless echoes
Feed my imagination.
Weathered warm
A free handout
Ponded dwellers
Ducks and gulls
Swarm the crumbs
Scattered by the child.
Abnormal treats
Qucikly take a taste
Giggling task
When the jobs complete
Taking mama’s hand
Waddles home for the day.
A phase has come
To an echoed past
The year near ends
Like Jacob’s ghost
Settles into warn
Of futures uncertain.
I look at a year
Not lost to mental age
To friendships lost
And love cast out
As jealousy took root
Forcing retrospection.
Yet a year of redemption
Though trials continued
Books and trips outweighed
Loss and pain of battles fought
Time ticked by without a pause
As I glimpse myself getting older.
In the end scars remain
But the heart pulses on
As I gaze to the horizon
With winter swirling outside
I hear the clock’s echo
To a new year more resolute.
Fresh air flows
On a Saturday afternoon
To clear a mind
From the past Friday
And alcohol blurring
From a drink too potient.
A lesson learned
For moderation
Taking things slower
Not so young anymore
Though Guiness is great
After effects are not.
Geese on the grass
A midfilght break
Where a late fall day
On an unfrozen pond
Calls to the flocks
Come take a rest.
Splashing to clean
Dunking to play
Looking for food
On land and water
While outcast ducks
Swim on the outskirts.
Survivors of the season
Fleeing the snows
Moving southward
From Canadian Climates
Travel minus passports
Feathered friends gathered.
Feathered clouds
Float above me
An open pond
Devoid of winter
Though march of time
Waits for no one
Mother nature calls the option.
Yet aloft and flying free
A great bald eagle
Touches the heavens
Watching playful gulls
While eyeing the ground
Searching for food.
Channel life leads to the pond
Small animals enjoy the warmth
Children play on walking paths
While mothers enjoy the sun
Shadows follow my casual steps
Snowfall seems a distant dream.
Keep me warm
Like a glove in the winter
Stretching over
Snug and safe
A feeling of softness
Nestled in between.
Touch my soul
Through my reflection
Draw me up
As Plato's words
Divine drama
By concentration.
Lift me higher
Send me a sign
Straight to the heart
Follow the path
Marked by pitfalls
Lessons on the way.
Hold me closer
Drive home the cure
To the victim of self
Trying to capture
Deepest dreams
A focused effort.
Lean on me
In the darkest time
Though I've stumbled
And gathered mistakes
Take my hand
Dream a song.
Set down the words
As timely memories
Drift slowly
Back to the start
With open confessions
Keep me warm.
In a child's eye
The divorce fades
In time
Though two no longer
Life continues
By sacrifice and work
Of parents without
To give some sanity
For a child view
Two minus one
Isn't too fun.
Divorce is a shadow
Driven by forces
Right and wrong
Code of Hammorabi
Missing pieces
Like love
Respect once held
Drifts away
Like ships in the night
No longer acknowledge
What was.
Pieces in time
Brought together
For a moment
Strive for control
In a combative view
Taking position
Making demands
Looking for ends
To the story
Closing the book
Moving onward.
Let me feel you deeply
Drifting inward
Joined together
A tether of love
Between man and woman.
Falling forward
Together as one
Movement precision
Passion flowing
Partners privacy.
A whisper in the trees
Soft and gentle
Tugging at my memories
Days gone by
You are gone.
Flash of time
Through echoes of cadence
Different drums
Along the shorelines
Ships departing.
I grasp the change
Like shifting sands
Never staying as they should
Briefest daydream
Settles to sleep.
Never forgetting
What once was
Treasures gifts
Love and friendship
Candle still glowing.
Sunshine came to me
Through my email
Southern warmth
From an angel so far
That equatorial heat
Washes the day.
A flower of sun
Glowing in the rays
A breath of summer
To a Minnesota fall
Bringing fond memories
Of days now done.
I stare at the blossom
With dreams of summer
And a lady so elegant
On high in the mountains
That a smile forms quickly
From a heart so warmed.
I hold to my heart
The beautiful photo
Though the winds blow
I do not mind
For though the wind rushes by
A picture from Ana completes my day.
A momentary pause
To touch the wind
Blowing southward
With a bite to my soul
Jack Frost’s greeting
To usher in fall.
I look to the nakedness
Of the Apple tree outside
Though leaving is done
A fruit still hangs
Clinging to life
Daring to hang on.
Robins have disappeared
As a squirrel dashes by
With foliage for bedding
Preparing for worst
It stops for a moment
To sniff the breeze.
Darkness falls quickly
From dark weather skies
Stars shine brighter
From clear atmosphere
I search for Orion overhead
Or seven solitary sisters.
I chill penetrates me
As I turn up my collar
A crunch of death
From beneath my feet
Echo in the night
I turn to go home.
Sing me a song
Of little dragons
Dancing in the blue
Wings outspread
And heads held high
Freedom flight so true.
Sing me a song
Of wizard spells
Crystal visions seen
Wise and ancient
Time's teachers wait
Speaking through my dream.
Sing me a song
Of fairie glens
Of circles on the ground
Life enchanted
By winged nymphs
Never making a sound.
Sing me a song
Of fantasy tales
Legends from the sages
From father to son
And mother to daughter
Stories throughout the ages.
Welcome to my garden
A plethera of ideas
Words cultivated
To verse and rhyme
Feelings released
In syncronized time.
Welcome to my garden
Where Shakespeare wanders
Amusng moods will vary
Planted dreams
To drive me forward
In private little schemes.
Welcome to my garden
Occassionaly quite weedy
Throw in jobs and life
By time ticking by
I stumble with a useful phrase
Grabbing a thesaurus to help.
Welcome to my garden
Where seeds take root
In written verse
I create to ponder
Life's existance
And reflect unspoken passion.
Subtle as a sledge hammer
A scheme to foul the mood
In direct relations
Of what has transpired
Witnessing the dismissal
Of final emotional rigging.
A gracious moment offered
Olive branch and dove to
Hunter with no true talent
Feeding on the scarred tissue
Carrion in manners
Tripping from a fragile ego.
Swooping down on mirages
Seeing what is no longer there
Nursery rhymes from a childish state
Given to derisive stations
Never astute to reality
Faulting facts with fear.
I saw a smile
On child face
For no other reason
Than to play some catch
Someone’s niece or nephew
Like ones far away
Given to work accomplished
Just doing my job.
I heard laughter
From a child’s face
When watching me try
To show how it’s done
But falling down
Chuckling at my self
Realizing to my horror
I’ve gotten quite old.
I saw a gleam
In a child’s eyes
For someone who took time
A friend to praise trying
When days can be long
And math doesn’t add up
A mentor who stopped and said,
"You did a great job today."
Dragon passage
In a blue filled sky
Flights of wonder
In cloudy skies
Red-eyed colossus
Airliner’s brethren
Minus the scales.
Wings of leather
Make the beast
Flapping to keep afloat
Dreams of others
Now gone away
Razor sharp sight
Scans the horizon.
Deep grassy valley
Called to rest
A legend of myth
A solitary soul
Lost with no others
Gone by sword and time
No one to share a home.
Sleep eternal summons
A life no longer wished
In a world with no magic
Where people don’t believe
Gaze filled with lonely tears
And a heart that beats no more.
Periodic
Ticking bodies
Finding forces
Watching hands
Move.
Timely
Fleeting seconds
Passing shadows
Day to night
Tunnel.
Dimensions
Travel through
Brief moment
Another flows
Continuing.
Clocked
Sweeping change
One by one
Clicking down
Periodic.
Early morning
Traffic outside
Keyboard typing
Sunday reflections
On computer time
Creating words
Avioding typos.
Computer hums
Not knowing the words
Connections made
Circuit bits
Piles of notes
Partial poems
Needing expansion
A muse requested.
Smell of rain
Through open windows
Fall air mixed
With birds outside
Directed fingers
Tap out the words
Given to flair
Of poetic licence.
Crystal vision
Wired to face
Inside my mind
The flow of ideas
Taking a chance
With many a phrase
My words to touch you
Time and again.
Star streaked skies
I hold a heart
And make a wish
Dream of dreams
On a glowing embers
Atmospheric shows
Fall visitors
Centuries old arriving.
Brisk air
Swirls around me
Myths and legends
Blanket my view
Orion and the sisters
Watch me grow
Keep me company
Through bright moon glow.
Smell of seasons
Float in and around me
Temperatures hold me still
Goosebumped mood
Leaves turn to gold
Change caresses my vision
Recall of days gone
As stars twinkle above me.
A journey of patience
Through oversized walls
Placed to protect
Injured soul
After too many blows
By giving shelter
To rebuild strenght
Deftly unseen
By those who know
Travelling in secret
To past reflection
Of what should be
In current pace
Muscles of sinew
Pushing me forward
Trying my best
To replace my fears
In events of passion
I will survive.
I always thought
In my quiet reflection
More love
Deeper love
For all whom I hold dear
By the drifting of a heart request
In passage if the holder’s wish.
Great loves die
Before they reach time
To have kindly spoke
"Oh, to find a love like that"
When the mirror shows the facts
By eyes that burn with green
Tempered by truthful dreams.
Throughout all the centuries,
Love comes around many a time
To give back and rekindle
Sighs through tears
To share
Building up
Better for the next
I saw her again
If only in a dream
A familiar face
As beautiful as I recalled
Seemingly lost
Till our eyes met
Wanting to talk
Not knowing the words.
I spoke with her
If only in a dream
We talked of pasts
Ancient smiles
She still developing
New lifestyles
But missing our time
Needing a friend again.
I held her again
If only in a dream
Her breath on my neck
And tears on her cheek
Made me miss her
In braided hair and hopes
Seeking calm shoulders
Sharing my aura with hers.
I need her strength
If only in a dream
To make straight my path
To steer me forward
Ten years gone
But never forgotten
The torch is still bright
Only hidden from sight.
--(for A.L.P.S.)--
A cabin adventure starting off
Hiking along deep wooded trails
Cans of repellant to shoo the bugs
A snap of a twig
Bears don’t shoo.
Fishing on the lake so clear
I follow the patterns on the finder
Sending the lure whizzing forward
With a plop it lands
A chomp it’s taken.
Root beer Floats on an August night
Sun sizzle late in the western sky
I feel the tingle of the cooling throat
Inserting straw "A"
Into mouth "B".
Lounging back on the wooden deck
I see the Swallows darting about
A gnat’s worst enemy on winged approach
Flying with ease
Eating a morsel.
Darkness envelops the cabin and lake
A blanket of stars pulled overhead
Cool breezes replace the warming air
A full moon above me
Day is a memory.
September chill
Far too early for fall
Shorts and sandals packed away
Long pants and socks
Keeping warm
Thinking heat will return
Already April aiming.
Minnesota weather
A tutorial in variation
Northern climatic changes
Sunshine to thunderstorm
Cold to warm
Atmospheric patterns
Air flow challenge.
Growth in the heartland
Brings people together
A gathering of nations
History lessons
Worlds away
Tastes and treasures sample
Variety in diversity.
What a gift
Chocolate is
A sweet repast
Dark and rich
To charm a soul
Or win a heart.
An ancient gift
For a beloved queen
Started a fashion
For the rich
Yet Swiss craftsmen
Perfected the treat.
For welcomed presents
A February heart warmer
Reference to health
In film and books
But for all that’s Troi
Its taste that matters.
House cleaning my memories
Pictures in clear albums
Reflections on the past
Friends and lovers
Spirit wounded by betrayal
Eyes looking fondly backwards.
Simple images pressed on paper
Flat in color dipped visuals
Synaptic recall triggers smiles
Drifting through many pages
Younger days in happy moments
Life contained in Kodak times.
A dusty collection keeps me alert
For nothing ever stays the same
Growing up in balanced fortunes
Sees my past not picture perfect
But the Fates conspire without consent
Walking silent in biography state.
For life in nature changes often
The ebb and flow of current tide
Takes all my strength to journey on
When beaten down on simple stairs
Remains my cross in future steps
Footprints leave my photo trails.
Wandering the criss-crossed streets
Mindful of final bells
Last state fair
Before the millennium
Food and sights for everyone.
I look around at people passing
The faces of young and old
Reflecting in the conversations
Fathers and daughters
Mothers and sons.
Memories of time gone by
Carnival rides come and go
TV and radio broadcast the day
Luring the fans with autographs
Shaking hands like busy politicians.
The smell of food flows as one
Corn-dogs and gator
Pickles and ice-cream
Tastes and treasures to spark
Memories to keep like a stuffed animal.
Humans upon this planet are a strange lot
Warriors by some sight
Lovers by dark night
Dream chasers grab at flickers of light
To comfort a passion
To visions that are sought.
Dragging the weight of Mercury
Winged feet for my messages
To a dream in Michigan
Voyaging south to familiar realms
Taking charge of life currents
Warmer thoughts and sunshine days.
Typed encounter
Voice unhearing
A lady breeze
Echoing through the trees
Calling me in silent tones
Bringing a smile to my life.
Is my tie straight?
Where’s my other sox?
Ah, yes
In my other shoe
To remind me
But I forgot.
Out of the shower
Toweling off
I look for my comb
I really need a haircut
Looking like a lumberjack
Well, not too bad.
Rechecking my shirt
Doubling my efforts
Checking my watch
Plenty of time
Realizing in horror
I’m a day early.
A cryptic message
Carved in stone
My memories filter
A chanting voice
In a granite chamber
Echoes of the past.
Feathers and fire
Myriad of colors
As flames grow
My mind grabs outward
Towards the reflection
In time and space.
The warrior calls the spirit
In battle cries for protection
My soul hears the stories
Of the ancient heroes
Tied by faith and vision
This my guide for me.
A circle in the ground
To contain the ‘s heat
My heart’s pyre rages
For the mysteries within
An eagle soars on wind swells
It and I are one.
I walked the fabled city
Of glass and steel around
My feet walked ancient streets
Canals next to sidewalks
Titan strong boardwalks
Guide my feet forward.
An unearthly whistle beckons
I look out on a cerulean ocean
Above the silent ripples
A single white cap bobbing
With blow hole and eyes blue
A Beluga drifts towards me.
No fear from a glassy stare
An uncommon smile is there
A mammal so ancient
Floating to my dockside
It’s song enchanting
I kneel down to greet it.
I look beyond the wooden frames
A golden sphere settles paralel
Chains of islands where destiny lives
A silent sea rolls under my feet
A watery companion whistles to me
I await my ship to take me away.
I was just caught speeding
Along the galaxy’s outer rim
A stupid thing
Not paying attention
Zipping corona’s at light speed.
The patrol ship was sitting there
Assist a stranded little old alien
I went flying by
And clipped their ship
Now they are writing me a ticket.
The female officer was eyeing me
And my ship and traffic rubber neckers
Must be great
To have three eyes
Never missing a trick.
Stranger still
While warning me
She winked with 2 of 3 eyes
And when I blinked in disbelief
She thought I was flirting.
She smiled with curled green lips
Saying I ought to be more careful
When flying by
And with a silky flipper wave
She zoomed off in the night.
Why does friendship fall to pieces
When separation comes reluctantly
Colleagues who drive a spiky wedge
Between those whom you once called
But now it’s disconnected.
Verbal drafts from parted lips
Wisdom from a badge
When clarity divides sanity
In a vision of stupidity
A bridge that starts to crumble.
I dreamed of friendships always there
Of good memories to last a lifetime
But life is full of rocky turns
And the only truth left to say
Is so long and happy journey.
I find myself
Longing for
The green grass
Of a Scottish Hillside
Staring out my window.
One week later.
I have the pictures
My memories still solid
With faces and places
Fertile mountain passes
Monuments to favored sons
Palaces to current kings.
I lay back in bed at night
Listening for the hotel sounds
The fresher air flowing free
My comfort level makes me sleep
I dream of my new home
A foreign soul’s dear wish.
My music’s here
As well is my bed
Damn sight more comfortable
But too large for solo
Looking to the growing light
A sunrise 6 hours late.
I wish I were back in England
The people, places, and foods
A dozen fragments brought as one
By an experience of a lifetime
Made possible by a wish come true
See by eyes wide open.
I’m still awake
Jetlag not the culprit
My life so silent in the state
My soul more restless
So I turn upon my shoulder
Close my eyes and think of you.
On foreign shores
To dreams unspoken
With silver wings
Running wheels
That travel forward.
The winds roll
From stations kept
Trapped nature
Shown images
From deep covers.
Follow time
Side to side
In metal fabric
Rivet holds
Giant bird.
Land and sea
Out before me
Carries the road
Mighty soul
Follows through.
Faith is managable
A Word of hope
Taught in story
Brought to life
In movies light.
Questions of truth
What is to be
Drives us to ponder
Life and dreams
Wisdoms path.
Books of teachings
Guide our lives
Makes us search
Souls revealing
Future love.
What are answers
Stone temple passage
Higher optimism
Breathless resolve
Waiting for the sun.
My heart has lied
To save my soul
Keeping me hopeful
Lifting my eyes
For life and Fates
Comforts me
Laying me down
In serenity’s arms.
My heart has lied
To keep the peace
Calming my life
Governing my cause
Forcing the truth
Making me choose
Letting me see
Reflecting trust.
My heart has died
To save another
Keeping my love
Under control
Withering on the vine
Not to give up
Brighter horizon
Growing chances.
Stuck inside
Staring out
Seeing other
Sharing laughs
Seated alone.
Home bound
Hopeful stares
Heroes walking
Heading nowhere
Hitched to wheels.
Almighty peace
Arms so strong
Appendages respond
After the loss
Affective behavior.
Reflective nature
Reserving judgment
Rising to the cause
Really surviving well
Reality holds true.
Equality brings
Energetic dreams
Effervescent life
Everyone’s hope
Enigmatic world.
New dog
Same tricks
Old results
Faltering hope
Driven complacency
Wanting more
Crippled ego
Master’s wish.
Sheltered dream
Paws to reflect
Dog days of life
Running races
Sitting still
Faithful companion
Sniffing the air
Speaking only when spoken to.
Digging up the past
Looking keenly
New bone or old
Curling up
Scent remembered
Toys of youth
Food for the soul
Dream reaction.
But what muse made
To turn my thought
Once
Or twice
Upon imaginations
Fertile plains
Grazing whispers
Grasping
Hoping
Characters in verse
Playtime
Mind time
Following the dream
What plays to watch
When good fellows grope
For chance to see
Mystic stories
Timeless treasure
Spyglass revealed
Memories given
Joy taken
At focal point
In hazy morning slumber.
Pebble dropped
Sonar ping
Reaching out
Searching farther
Looking for a signal.
Ripple through
Circled ring
Wake over wake
Traveling forward
Towards the shore.
Drifting current
Currents bring
Life and direction
Generated path
Pebbled dropped.
Generations follow
Words and focus
Taking paths
Secret journeys
Foot steps forward.
What mercies give
To love once granted
When shallow hearts
Grave mistakes
Recinde a pact once made.
Driven fools
Searching for perfection
When blinded eye
Sees not the truth
Only Adonis set in stone.
Paths to follow
Rocky roads
Treaties founded
On solid truths
Foot soldier to the world.
Harken back
Years of pleasure
With tranquil hearts
Quiet resolve
Unspoken code of faith.
Awaken once
To full potential
Warrior focus
Fully functional
Delivery of resolve.
Now war of words
Condemn all views
Cover dreams
Veiled blankets
Silent for all time.
The smell of roses
In her hair
Smartly dressed
Lovely eyes
Perfect angel.
She looks to uncles
For approval
Going to church
Not sure why
Looking for shoes.
Grandma’s lovebug
One of many
In ribbons and bows
On Easter Sunday
Car rides coming soon.
Uncles dressed up
Both need shaves
Pacing the floor
Groomish behavior
Ready to run.
Grandpa’s ready
Keys in hand
Shotgun called
By all but one
She is sound asleep.
In fields I lay
Far from the storm
Smell of rain
Tickles my senses
Dark clouds loom
Pressure builds
Wind through the grass.
Sensations build
Air trembles
Avian seek shelter
Pack together
Tree limb parking
Silence becomes heard
Storm approaches.
Peel of thunder
Lightning strikes
Sky borne wall
Growing darker
Water falling
Slowly building
Dance upon the ground.
Energy surges
From cloud to earth
In liquid and ion
Forces of temper
Awaiting the climax
Natures’ overture
Renewing the vital planet.
What an odd sensation
To die a corporate death
Falling to the wayside
Killed for honesty.
When people speak truths
To work against mendacity
Drawing soul’s strength
Opening destiny’s door.
Lies from lips
To often forgotten
One to another
Never ending.
Valiant reasoning
Carries you forward
Honest hope
Brighter futures.
Never forgetting
Learning from mistakes
Taking the worst in people
Making better resolve.
Early morning rise
Island Lake retreat
Sunshine filters in
Morning doves coo
Good day to you.
Breakfast wakeup
Ham and Eggs
Toast and Jam
Smells to tantalize
Keys to the day.
Stillness lake
Boats on the water
Fishing trials
Lunkers and lures
Reel good time.
Buzzing flies
Woodpecker knocking
Wooded trek
Trails and forks
Paths to ponder.
Weekend getaway
Needful rest
Private projects
Spirits refresh
Tired souls.
Whirling fan
Cooling fan
Celebrity fan
Tail feathers fan
I am your fan.
Fan of conscience
Fan of faith
Fan of hope
Desires fan
Fan club president.
Concentration lost
Constant Distraction
Memories
Like tidal waters
Ebb and flow.
Falling to earth
After flying so high
Reaching for Andromeda
No parachute
Burning on re-entry.
Soldier steady
When orders come
Divided loyalties
Honor controls
Ultimate sacrifice.
Landing gear down
No place to land
Conditions overcast
Communications down
Flying blind and alone.
Drowned in emotion
Passion the water
Sinking without love
No life preserver
Nothing to stay afloat.
Final verdict
To be stronger faster
No simple trick
Not a formula followed
Fate and Lady Luck controlled.
Feels kinda good
To write love poems
Feel the words
When love is found.
I breath the visions
From ancient tomes
Lives gone by
Those who succeed.
Bards tale
Focus on the dreamers
Telling the stories
Reminding all.
I’ve felt the passion
Many instances
Never staying long
Some too uncertain.
Wishing stars
Comet tails
Omens of importance
Driving poets on.
Songs well written
Journeys retold
Life lessons born
In campfires past.
This pilgrimage continues
For myself and others
When feels are discovered
By love failing to listen.
To you who listen
To a castle-builder’s song
My drawbridge stands open
Ready for love to arrive.
Out upon the ocean
Floating far from shore
I hear a voice
Upon the wind
Keeping my alive.
Shipwreck once again
Driven to the act
Wishing on Polaris
Dreaming of her
Fighting for life.
Focus becomes blurry
Weary of times passage
Sea spray
Bitter taste
Parching lips.
Memories wander through
Parade of dreams
Reality fades
As faces appear
And vanish instantly.
Slowly bobbing
Drifting on various currents
Closing my eyes
Breathing labored
Ending soon.
Instantly aware
Of a hand outstretched
Keeping me from harm
Pulling me seaside
Saving my spirit.
A lifesaver
In the maelstrom
Holding me tight
My ships' mast
My rudder.
In my past
A weathered trunk
Beneath pictures
And dreams
A little Black Book
Holding memories
Numbers
Flood my mind.
Names
Faces never fading
Smiles and laughter
Kisses and Whispers
Drift on the winds
Like perfume on lace
Dreams once held
Surface once more.
Amy is there
A love like no other
Rachel follows
Sophisticated and radiant
Diane, Carol, and Karen
College darlings
Jinn so sweet
A flower in the morning.
Passage of time
Brought virtual reflection
Debbi and Amber
Truest in spirit
Tiffany and Dawn
Seeing beyond the heart
Karen giving refuge
Saving a stranded life.
Filtering replay
Of my life
As I turn the page
The years flow by
Love so elusive
A heart seeks closure
Hoping for peace
Soul in transit.
When I see a rose
I see of you
When I walk with a skip in my step
I walk with you in my step
When I smile
I smile because of you
When my heart skips a beat
It skips for you
When I dream of an angel
I dream of you
When I feel the warmth of love
I feel you.
When music rises
It sings of you.
Since you’ve come into my life
I am complete.
I miss her
Through little things
My mind a whirl
With thoughts past
Now separate lives
Friendship shattered
Too many faults
Not enough forgiveness.
Dreams once controlled
Heart and mind
Now silence is the objective
Keeping distances
Voices masked
Trust no longer given
Living and not living
Missing my friend.
Keeping the faith
Staying so close
Memories deadly
Life verbose.
When is the truth
Like a razor sharp sword
Cuts to the chase
Cleaves through the fat
Revealing the facts.
When is fate
Like the scales of justice
Weighing the facts
Balancing evenly
Controlling the course.
When is secrecy
Like a spy in the night
Holding the reality
Like a genie in the lamp
Obeying requested wishes.
When is honesty
Like a forgotten memory
Taking root in the past
Keeping the faith
Honoring what was.
When is faithfulness
Like a wedding vow
Doing what’s right
Ignoring the bad
Concentrating on good.
When is compassion
Like a well-worn cloak
Fits you tenderly
Keeps you warm
Against the cold.
When is love
Like an outstretched hand
Leads you along the path
Holds you upright
Keeps you from falling.
When is the heart
Like a rollercoaster
Locks you in place
Makes you dizzy
Last only a moment.
When is life
Like a flowing river
At times rocky
Points within shallow
Always moving on.
Mirror mirror
Not well clean
Who’s face reflected?
Not well seen.
‘Tis a queen of vain
Basking in her beauty
Playing childish games
Causing profitless pain.
Cowardice shrouded
Through wordy façade
Faceless beauty
Intelligence crowded.
Cursed for vanity
Evil sovereign
Alone in the night
Loss of sanity.
Wicked witch
Mindless wench
What more can be said
Heartless b*tch.
Faded reflection
Divorced crone
Fair treatment
Equal retaliation.
Thoughtlessly viewed
Image tarnished
Cruel intentions
Her life so screwed.
Crazy fool
Hopeless romantic
Looking for the rainbow
In clouded skies.
Not so different
Not so GQ
Not an abomination
Not too bad looking.
Tarnished spirit
Readying the white flag
From vile people
Treatment unfair.
Love for all
Caring unbridled
Looking for a touch
Searching for a heart.
Wanting a chance
Loneliness the challenge
Set in motion
By unfeeling souls.
Times a reflection
Upon the hourglass
Fates steady hands
Guides the course.
To break the cycle
Of human cruelty
To hear "I Love You"
Is its own reward.
Beauty outer shell
Conceits biting view
Shelters darkness
In a fragile shell.
In the end
Life goes on
Keeping the faith
Moving onward.
Eyes forward
Horizon bright
Life is special
Not wasted on fools.
Not I,
Said he
Would I lie
To thee
To send the shower
That spawns the rain
I would not be
Such a pain.
Weather I would
In springtime pour
Flowers should
Bloom brightly
With sunshine bright
To dry the puddles
Freshly clean
Minds less muddled.
Tender beam
Evening rain
Both as soft
As kitten fur
Sweet perfume
Waifs on the wind
Picture perfect
Our first date.
Eyes that shine
Smile forgiving
Facial expressions
Raised eyebrows
Gentleman calling
Holding doors
Rose for you
Our first date.
Movies
Popcorn
Holding hands
Head on the shoulder
Fingers interlock
Darkened room
Arm around shoulder
Our first date.
Returning home
Small talk
Laughter
Walk to door
Smiles and apprehension
First kiss
Goodnight ands looks
Our first date.
Dreamers note
In key to "B"
Or not to be
What dreamers see
You and me.
Walking life
Bearing the strife
In plying words
By ancient tongues
Up the ladder rungs.
Parchment greetings
Hands for meetings
Settle at tables
Making amends
Repeal for condemns.
Summer season
History reason
Travels abroad
Roads to travel
Paved and gravel.
Lake retreat
Friends to meet
Starry skies
Motors and sails.
Vacation trails.
Simple story
Not much glory
Tempered steel
Forged in faith
Gone like a wraith.
Heartbeat
No
Drumbeat
Echoes like thunder
Resounding
From the valley floor
Racing the wind
Stirring the people
Giving force
Add the pipes
Shrill and haunting
Companion sound
Thrilling the spirits
Driving adrenaline
Marching feet
Warriors onward
Freedoms call
Soaring hawk
In the air
No sound
Impulse.
Moving
Flowing thoughts
Rhythm of waves
Tempo
Freedoms drive
Focusing means
Certain logic
Final answers
Making peace.
Dance of ages
Lite and airy
Beat of souls
Take a chance
Heartbeat
Flooding memories
Long ago
Days past
Future finding
Controlling time.
Chance goodbye
Without fanfare
Journey starts
New sequence
Force of reason
Begs the truth.
Longest moments
Silent sobbing
To memories
Drawn like water
Deep cool well
Refreshing life.
Final walk
Going away
Horizons grey
Beckoning call
Time to move on
Alpha and Omega.
Shortest journey
Easiest taken
Each child knows it
Each parent fears it
For a step so small
Takes them farther
From loves cradle
To destinies door.
Fate manages
Dealing the cards
The hopes of one
The dreams of another
Grabs onto handholds
To steady themselves
Fixtures of Nature.
Life in balance
Ying and Yang
One looks for tomorrow
One looks to yesterday
Answers for both
Digging for truths
Questions the clue.
Sugers spice
Her whisper
So nice
Wisdom in dream
Peaches in cream.
A waking reminder
Of friendship
Of kindness
Special warmth
In a special lady.
Keyboard connect
Miles intersect
Two souls
In tandem
Life sustaining.
Emma's smile
A delectible treat
Sweet as candy
Always handy
Motivations muse.
Computer scent
Avatar warm
Greeting preceedes
Arcane conceedes
Voice on the air.
A rose by any name
Brightens spirits
Bringing clarity
Joyous gayity
Friends arrival.
Heart so alive
Heart now stone
Destroyed
One too many times.
Island paradise
Island solo
Barren
No life seen.
Sleepless nights
Restless life
Frustration
Wandering soul.
Tears held back
Soldier of stone
Standing tall
Never fall.
Weathered.
Bronze soul
Darkness of night
Shattered by day.
Up
On the roof
Cloudless night
Orion my friend
I’ve come to play.
Laying back
Breathing deep
I search the sky
Follow the patterns
Look to mythology.
Cold breeze
Returns me home
From my flight
Imaginations pilot
Carrying me in time.
Winged shadows
Dart in view
I see their shapes
In the stars
Creating new stories.
Calming factor
From ancient stories
History lessons
Astrology signs
Legends on papers.
Orpheus calls me
Time to retreat
My journey with Orion
Ends for now
Tomorrow comes too soon.
Change in the air
Life in gear
Forward movement
Soul in a nightmare.
Job of a formality
Caught between worlds
Writer of verse
Computer duality.
Looking for the other
Ying for my Yang
Love the Padlock
Through stormy weather.
My horizon fracture
A shatter of glass
Memories linger
Leaves now mature.
Times rapid fire
Reaches too close
Tick of the clock
Nearing the wire.
Verdict too ultimate
Icy cage of truth
Living the tightrope
Balance no culprit.
Two as one
Meeting of minds
Vows of solidarity
Friendship redone.
The room is dark
I feel the walls
Glass feel
Steel forged
Escape impossible.
Cold invades
Solid barrier
I touch for the exit
Heartbeat echo
Inside my mind.
Trapped
Alone
Straining for others
Silent
Controlled.
Yearning for another
Voice to voice
Carriage to heaven
Holding the peace
Being for each other.
Not a response
My mind closes inward
Fog rolls in
Taking a breath
One step ahead.
Crumple downward
Legs grow weak
Imagination lost
Eyes in the dark
Seeing forms.
Taking in shadows
Shapes not there
Looking skyward
To closed soul
Shutting down.
My shield fails
Madness in silence
Search for warmth
Falling short
Loneliness the answer.
Silver shade
Delivered
Cool
Like snow
Feathered feel
Down around
Keeping faith
Linking brilliance
Covered means
Stealth mode
In shadowed trees
By brooks
Running sweet
lifting me
On my journey
Seeking shelter
Gaining time
But stopping
A moment
Songbird
Filling the air
Telling her story
Audience
Moved........
Set the stage
House lights down
Stage is set
Take your seat
Break a leg.
Actors enter
One, two, three
Music swells
Words take form
Audience engaged.
Timely ticks
In fashioned scripts
Climactic endings
Applause resounds
Curtain Falls.
Cold winter frost
I awaken
Turn to look
Silent pillow
You are gone.
I sit in bed
Clutch the blanket
Fight the chill
Invades the bones
You are gone.
Heartbeat slowed
By memories
Watching movies
Whispered words
You are gone.
Many years
Tumbled by
Treasured past
Warms the current
You are gone.
Life continues
Silent structures
Defying time
Maintains antiquity
You are gone.
Pedestals for statues
Friends deserve better
Foolish wishes
Ruins best of times
By dreaming to vividly.
Friendships need work
Like a potter needs a wheel
Fashioning handles
To grasp and hold
When things get too hot.
Stone visions
Lively interchange
Words make intelligence
Break the mold
Brings life to motion.
Take the best
Forget the rest
Drive to the past
Hold on till last
Make the challenge.
Night glow
Crescent moon
On sand blown shores
Banks of the sea
Flotsam dried
Seabird scrutiny.
Breaking waves
Lapping sand
Pacific motion
Smell of salt
Calming air
Seaside life.
Silent beach
Borne in sweatsuit
Gazing outward
Horizon outstretched
Starry vision
Alone in thought.
Graveyard vigil
Solitary soldier
Defining the measure
Creating the force
Ghost on the tombstone
Remembering.
Lonely warrior
Defying rest
Watching
Waiting
Sullen eyes follow
Looking for someone.
Seeking an answer
Wanting to sleep
Too tired to argue
Unable to speak
Apparitions given
Gathering of one.
Wind develops
As dawn approaches
Distance voice
Calls from ether
Draws him back
Till night returns.
Scared battlefield
Carnage litters the land
Moans of wounded
Smell of death
Wail of the Banshee
Pierces the air.
The pipers sound
A mournful tune
Lament for the dead
Last call to warriors
Swords and shields
Implements of war.
A chill invading
Caresses the living
Life of memories
Survivors move on
Taking the past
Creating the stories.
Death a finale
Charron awaits
Ghosts and spirits
Take up the task
Traveling onward
To final reward.
Not so old
But un-kept
Water seeps
Mice scurry
Unsound building
Lifeless world.
Weathered
Worn
Remembered by many
Taken advantage
Storm of controversy
Useless friend.
Abandoned by some
Cherished by others
Cold in the Winter
Calm in the summer
Final destruction
Uncertain future.
Desert flight
Roadway run
Heat and sand
Snakes and cactus
Sun bake world.
Watery vision
Mirage of sight
Light reflection
Cloudless sky
No man's land.
Race to lights
Vegas strip
Oasis of humanity
Tailors of dreams
Money for chance.
The moving van
Has pulled away
The For Sale sign
Still hangs with Sold
The echo inside
Surrounds me
Pulls at me
I lean against
Polished railing
Thinking
Of endings.
Neighbors look confused
From drapeless windows
Whisper to each other
Pats on shoulders
Moves them inside
Stares linger
In private eyes
A well kept yard
Leafless tree
A ghostly reminder
Cold zone developed.
One walk around
Verification
All done
Completely bare
Forgotten memories
Left by chance
Registers closed
Windows locked
Touching the doors
Opened and closed
Too many finals.
Footsteps resound
Well worn floors
Empty corners
Where childern played
Litely dusty
Faint presence
Car horns sounds
Friends and family
Trip to where
Futures lay
Destinies await.
Fire from the sky
Oceans surround me
Taking up up position
Getting ready to fly.
Grabbing for more
Seeking the light
Seeing results
Wide open door.
Planets conjunctions
Fates to play
Myrid of possibilities
What truely functions.
Following a passion
Ego's falling short
Drifting towards the edge
Truth is the fashion.
Take up the quest
Repairing damage done
Feelings of regret
Trying to do my best.
Sorrys seem slow to take
When harsher words made
Hoping to bury the past
Wanting to fix the break.
Four am
Wide awake
Thinking of you
Only a dream.
White flag standing
Stone warrior
Filtered reflection
Mind pauses
Dreams
Visions
Transparent lives
Foggy reception
Living by will
Caring by fate.
Fate
Foretold in cards
Seen in the clouds
Created by legends
Govern by a heart
Wants
Needs
Seen in whispers
Pillowed tears
Held desire.
Worldly desire
Blue skied wishes
Time ticks
Tock runs the walk
Grey skies billow
Glow of sun
Rays of hope
Scene of memories
Runs of lives
Soul deep.
A gathering
North South
East West
Walking by
Talking by
Friends and lovers
Short stays
Forever lives
Flights of fancy.
Wings of steel
Taking off
Destinations
Cloudless skies
Unlimited vision
Birds eye view
Sun filled warmth
Horizons met
Futures borne.
Whistle stop
Brief adventure
Palace morning
Day to explore
Real life
Through avatar view
Many lives
Too many stories
Reunions made
New friends gained.
Nashville sunrise
Starting off
Slow gather
Momentum builds
Talk of past
Questions and laughs
Walking through town
Playing sightseer
Learning history
Preparing for festivities.
Party kicks in
Food and drink
Songs and throngs
Learning much
Trying to remember
For the future
All night
Lingers long
Till sunshine peeks
New day starts.
History told
Father to son
Mother to daughter
Live and love
Past reflection
Showing life
Measures in truth
Of friends to lovers
Lovers to friends
Guide them well
Feed their search
Give to them
Satisfaction
Knowledge
Both sides
Not a three edge sword
Yours
Mine
What's left
Love them
For unilateral decisions
Grant all truths
Even the secrets
The facts will
Suffice.
To be in love
Is a wonderful thing
A heart full of life
A soul taken flight
You feel wonderful
An energy
A synchronicity
Two people
Laughing
Joking
Sweet words
Lovers speaking
Thought of life
Together
One being
One emotion
Shared for a lifetime.
I dream of you
On the summer night
Wind so sweet
Cool tinged air
When silence follows
A blanket of stars.
Clear
Not a cloud
Billions of lights
Encompass me
Filling the void
Guiding my way.
It was never about sex
Never about filling you
It was about the heart
The soul
It was about the pleasure
In your eyes
The smile on your face
Know that someone was thinking
Of you
Was what got me off
Brought me happiness
Made me love you.
The truth is
I loved you
Past tense......
Maybe
The confusion felt
Utter disappointment
At you
For you
You never saw
Forest for the trees
Old cliches
No courage
For someone not perfect
In your eyes.
Reality check
So consumed
By petty revenge
Fly to ex's
To take control
Of taken pride
Sollyed life
You prepare yourself
With only thoughts
Who best fits your goals
Short range plans
In the end
Taken to secrecy.
Silence was my partner
Never wanting destruction
Honor bound
Two of three
Third eye seeing
Farther
To futures undiscovered
Lives to be
Or not to be
Outcome
To be challenged
Modifications made
If full disclosures made.
I sought comfort
In prose and quotation
Shakespeare my guide post
Yeatts as my shield
Poured out my soul
Seen by others
Trying to prove myself
To win a heart
My souls other half
I spoke of my love
To my love
Eyes never seeing
Blind to the truth.
The truth can be a dagger
A lead weight to the body
When picked apart
On realities call
Truths to both can hurt
Solitude can be
At best a cruel teacher
Taking cues
From past defeats
Swearing never
To lose my heart
Binding it in steel.
In the end
Fate's cruel puppet
Burying the wounds
Covering the scars
Again and again
Good soldier
Following the rules
Playing a unfair contest
Where one played better
Than the absent other
Yet cliches again
That makes hearts grow fonder
In Long distance play.
In a world driven
To seek perfection
When two souls meet
In desperate times
The rhythm of the two
Stomped out by circumstance
Hard to see
Logic and conformity
When the heart guides
The minds understanding
So friendship remains
If given the chance
Will always be there for you.
A house too silent
No scurry of feet
Two or four
Human or mammal
Life stops
Just for a paws.
Clothes basket
Sort to size
Spin to dry
PJ's and socks
Lumped in a pile
Household work.
Moments peace
Rariety
Sitting back
Reflecting the day
To people touched
Emails read.
Computer sounds
To friends
Across town
Clicking keyboards
Messages sent
Lines of communications.
Strange to speak
Without words
Grammatical errors
I seek you
Find you
Glad to see you.
Oh oh
An other message
Another friend
Seeking me
Saying Hi
Being there.
My chest hurts
My eyes
Full of water
Pain
So terrible
The dispair
So complete.
I lied
I do hurt
I am not well
I need to know
Whys
And the truth
Please.
Sleeples nights
Restless dreams
Keep me up
Stay my rest
Wrapped in pillows
Tears a torrent.
I hate this emotion
After being with you
Your fears drive this
Force the soul
Back inside
To a steel grey box.
Just a chance
One
To prove worth
Not a lot
One weekend
To make the truth better.
Truth is never easy
Especially in mind set
With life in balance
And future options
Weighing in
A thousand miles away.
My chest hurts
A ripping pain
Yet the truth
When applied
Can end it
And help recovery.
To see in her eyes
Glowing views
Whizzing flyers
Reds Whites and Blues
On the 4th of July.
Picnic basket
Struggle to lift
Little hands
Rather miffed
Daddy gives a little tug
But favorite princess
Gets to lug.
Brats and beer
Corn covered ear
Grill is ready to go
Family and friends
Ready to feast
Festivities countdown grows.
Darkness settles
Mosquitoes take flight
Cool evening air invades.
With a flash it begins
Thunders footfalls
Celebrate our freedom.
Dreams and hopes
Of those around us never die,
they live on and on.
So long as people remember
Those dreams
That which we strove for,
People will never forget
Those who have come before.
In our lives
Palace and real
We look towards those
That make impressions
Special dents
Fill our emotions
Clears our paths
Add to the lives we live.
You've been a good part of my life,
Made me laugh and smile.
You'll never be forgotten,
I will carry you in my heart
In my poetry
For a very long time to come.
Believe you WILL live on,
Because love never leaves the world.
It just takes a Pause for a moment.
I will remember.....
and smile.
Movements clocked
Through times corridors
Sweeps the dust
That clouds the mind
Drawn to pictures
Faces
Places
Seeing pasts
Embracing futures.
Looking backward
To events most known
Hidden in the cobwebs
Dormant lives....
Friends upon friends
Sequence of slides
Time
Rhyme
Face much older
Nothing has changed.
We know our past
Immutable and contained
School steps follow us
Wishes kept silent
Dreams to horizons
Lives we've made
Lights
Rights
Age cannot change
Who we are inside.
Winter Afternoon
Not too bad a day
A chill could arrive
After hopeful conversations
Conclude today
Brought forth in a Minnesota Winter.
Brisk air
Cleanly driven
Street bustle
With the sights
And sounds
Of a Minnesota winter.
Life continues
No matter
The temperature
At 5 degrees
Above or below
In a Minnesota Winter.
Life goes on
Blue skies
Help the skyline
Sunshine streaming
Trees recall summer reflection
During a Minnesota Winter.
In the breath
Of the cold Minnesotans
Warm the chill
Scurry along Nicollet Avenue
Life to a cold Saturday
Within a Minnesota Winter.
Downton Minneapolis
So much has changed
From horse and buggy
To the Streetcar clang
Yet so much stays the same.
The churches the people
Remains unique
Yet the mall morphs
Goes along
Moves ahead
A flow with the time eddies.
More things change
More variety adds to the mix
Buildings reaching for the blue
Stretching for the sun
Life looking for perfection.
In the travels along pathways
Links in the cold
Contains in the heat
International feel
Cosmopolitan life
Change comes to all.
I feel the stories
I see the songs
I carry with me
The stories told
By singers
Legend crafters
The tell me
They support me
They point onward
I bear the words.
When Garth tells the world
That freedom is for all
When Kiss tells us the power of change
Falls within each one of us
When Madonna sings of memories
Of playgrounds and family
When Phil describes the pain
Of growing up and reaching out
Bryan gives us memories
Of Love and growing up.
We take the songs
Mold our lives
Taking phrases
Taking wisdom
Growing inside
By thoughtful ideas
Grabbing our hearts
Challenging our minds
Giving us the chance
To change for the better.
Chained Linked
Two by two
Rows on frames
Steels and wheels
Momentum's child.
Timed ride
Attention worldwide
Laps of miles
Endurance maker
Casualty taker.
Country pride
Many to few
Technology masters
Enter to success
Touring France.
It should be about truth
Not lies or misconceptions
It should be about the heart
Not lust or weekend quickies.
It should be about love
Not length and size.
It should be real people
Not phone calls or email letters.
It should be about reality
Not dreams of once were.
It should be about soul
Not revenge or former dreams.
It should be
But it's not.
For in your eyes.
It's not the truth
It's the immediate
That counts.
I am the teddy bear
Warm and fuzzy
Soft and squeezable
Used for comfort
Discarded for no reason.
This bear has feelings
Strong and true
Heart of gold
Used for comfort
Unflinching in duty.
This bear has teeth
Biting my tongue
Locking the heart
Was a comfort
Now a discomfort.
This bear is injured
Lies and misinformation
For a puppet and plaything
Length instead of love
No comfort space.
This bear is alone
Abandoned without care
Overlooked and bleeding
Caring and loving
Fates cruel child.
This bear loved you
With a soul unending
You never saw the truth
Too afraid of trying
Looking without seeing.
This bear is tired
Not ok
Wishing for a time
That was before
To remove words spoken.
This bear needs to roar
For love is in his heart
Unseen by your eyes
Unfeeling in your heart
Truth is in your court.
Windwhipped
Water logged
Adrift and alone
No comfort with another.
This island so alone
Comfort of isolation
Then a ship arrived
With a dock and friend
Loneliness no more.
This island once barren
Sprang to life at the presence
Soul of the land
Gave of itself
Never asking for returns.
This island flourished
Greening and lush
Blue skies and sunshine
Were always ready
For the taking.
But the friend took
Never replanting
The island began to die
For plucking and taking
Left the island sore and tired.
Friend never took time
To eplore the island
Too afraid of commitment
Unwilling to tend fields
Unable to share truths.
Friend took refuge
On a unreliable off-shore island
As once before
Taking up shelter
Where once upon a times dwell.
Island grew brown and withered
Life sucked away
Island proved too strong
And upgrew bramble and thorns
To ward off unwanted friends.
Through the end
The island struggled
To stay fruitful and alive
Now blight dooms the island
Dieing so alone.
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