Lonely Canyons and Other Journeys


Every So Often

Every so often I stand silent like a captious child
refusing to look at the simple beauty of time.
I want to tell you all I feel and hold inside now,
yet I need to allow time to be.

Does time mean nothing and distance less?
Where a chance meeting can last a lifetime
and hearts speak to hearts in a single voice
and no pain is without compassion.

I would like to begin again in sunshine,
free of that nagging doubt and past hurt.
Free to express, free to dance, free to be me
Come paint on my canvas and be free with me.





Closely Kept

My secret thoughts,
Are closely kept,
Inside my now infertile heart,

Shut away from scrutiny.
Locked up tightly,
Absent from analysis.

Frozen away
Until it no longer matters.
This enigma slowly fades.

I seek no solution.
No answer required
or even acknowledged.

I flew toward the light,
And it burned me.
Its damage smolders still.



Ragged Edges

Out of the frayed and tattered,
you cautiously approached the jagged
the remaining quantity.
Tender and gentle was your touch

You reached to me further with your touch
and searched my heart with more detail,
to spark the remains alive again.

I had wanted to run, cut out.
Fearful that it would echo my past
and take away what was left
leave me again in critical condition.

The calcified pains, the abstruse hurt
you removed piece by piece,
and replaced them with your tenderness.
Resolute to jump start that pump.

With your soft caress I grow stronger,
I am diving deeply into your pool
Finding comfort, solace and joy unmatched
I never believed would exist in that barren spot.

Smoothing the ragged edges




Inching Forward


Crawled so slowly forward
inch by inch,
from the din to the light.

How intently listening
to the inner voice,
to hear what held you captive.

What childhood dream
or adolescent apparition,
had placed you on this path.

Could you find strength
and climb the mountain,
continue despite the fear?

Penetrate unquenched desires,
the permeated loneliness.
Why is it hard to be open.

Shadows need the light of truth,
kindled by the spark of love,
Awash for the first time.

Full and unqualified commitment
Delivered unto a bonding of joy
finally seeing inside with kinder eyes.

You are Gods child and alive,
blooming under a tender touch,
Reaching for the sky and beyond.

Only you can author happiness,
break the chain and be released,
happy, and joyous and free



I Never Knew



Never knew that love could whisper in quiet deference
to the cacophony of my world, and I heard you.

Never knew that love could be fragrant in its emanation
to defy the whirlwinds of my world, aroused by your scent

Never knew that love could be palpable in its reality
to fill my chimera existence, you were my anchor.

Never knew that love could augment its spicy flavor
to remove the blandness of loneliness , you inflame me.

Never knew that love could have a harmonious timbre
a single utterance amid the wails, Yes, I love you too.

I never knew.







Uniquely Mine


Unhurried like a spring breeze,
Lingering like a perfumed note,
Steady as a surgeons hand,
And I find you, uniquely mine.

Precious as fine miniature porcelain,
Treading in soil where no footprints exist,
A blank page and a open heart awaits.
And I find you, uniquely mine.

Color my existence with your hue
Allow me to glimpse your soul.
Share your moment or a pearl of a lifetime
And I find you, uniquely mine.


Thinking of You


Its funny how you reflect
on the small, simple moments,
the quick wit or phrase
that has meant so much.

Writers have told of epic loves
won and lost,
Yet mine is singular
to my own soul.
It is hardest in the quiet
of the morning,
alone with my fears
and uncertainties,

To face another day
not knowing quite why,
or how or if love will sojourn
again in my life.

Missing our music, the songs
the shared smiles of knowing,
gone is the belonging,
the comfort of consistency.

No further daily interaction,
mutual caring and love,
now replaced by lonely nights
awake alone.

My questions are many,
and answers few
The constant thought of you
now fills the silent times.

So often I want to write,
to tell you how I really feel,
Of what I felt and what I knew,
while under our blue moon.

And yet our time has passed,
Come and faded away.
Our dance macabre continues,
hurting those we love.

So goodbye my friend,
tenderness has passed,
Allowing each of us to slip
into the silent,sad shadows.




On The Bar


My unseen opponent hits me,
was it
tainted with malice
or easy
a smile of friends
it is
unknown

This game
we play here,
is it real
or pretend,
Is it
preparation for life,
or a dream of one

Can you know me
by how I hit.
was it,
will it.
can it,
is it
on the bar.



How Do I Begin To Tell You!

How do I begin to tell you just how much I love you?
You are my heart and soul, in every breath I take.
You are the only one I think of from the moment I wake,
And the last thought I have before I drift asleep.

My dreams are filled with thoughts of you.
You make my heart take each beat,
as I live each moment to be with you.
To dream of dancing away into a longing embrace.

Your words leave me breathless
and bring tears of joy to my heart.
You gave me life again when I thought I had died inside.
You have taken away all the hurt away and replaced it completely.

My body aches to be with you every moment we are apart.
I need you here with me always.
The love you give me is so sweet.
And feeds my soul fully.

You will always and forever be
in my heart from now until eternity
So I ask you again, how do I begin
to tell you how very much I love you.




Your Eyes

Your eyes proclaim to me
that I am the special one.
They sparkle and shine
over your morning coffee.
Scintillation and seduction
the subjugation to love.
Allow me to glimpse your soul.
Renew and restore my heart.

Your eyes proclaim to me
that I am the only one.
The one chosen, freely given
your love, not earned or due.
I am grateful that you sought it
this gift God has granted us.
We will share a communal vision,
and unite our lives together.

Your eyes proclaim to me
that two can be as one.
That collectively our dreams
can share that thread
Draw us up taut and tight,
cinch the binding knot.
Color my existence with your hue
and never let me go again.



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