Tuesday, November 2, 2021

velvet

under skies with stars I could touch
hangs the moon, velvet and soft
I shout your name
over and over
love's sound waves reverberate to sea
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heaven

I am in heaven 
at the crossroads I stand
blue sky and drifting clouds 
I'll love you tomorrow 
as I loved you yesterday 

the wind will blow 
liquid silver drops 
will drench the mountain clover 
and I will dance with you 
until the music is over 

love cocoon

wade across this dammed up stream 
bring across your love for me 
erase the lines of demarcation 
invisible walls of separation 

step across, circle back 
feel the breeze, regulate tack 
how do you know unless you do
feed the heart, hungry for you 

lay me down and cover me 
with your heart, blanket me 
here, amongst the flowers strewn 
wrap me in love's silk cocoon

Monday, November 1, 2021

the finished portrait

it's a long way to fall between winter and spring 
what would you say if I released everything?
the wind in my sail, the tide on my beach 
how far does my song need to go to reach? 

if I wrote you a song, would you sing along? 
adding some lyrics and music of your own 
is it all just an exercise in my futility? 
could it be that I have everything you need? 

do you think I am your just dessert?
to make you happy and remove the hurt
to expand the empty chambers in your heart 
the finished portrait, a true work of art 

if I wrote you a song, would you sing along? 
adding some lyrics and music of your own 
when the verses take hold and it all filters in 
where your heart finds a place to call home

Catalina run

my knees are squeezing tightly, 
my arms wrapped around your waist
the sun reflecting off silver,
a quiet highway on which to chase
centrifugal force in motion, 
as you pop the clutch
chest to back, the muffler crack, 
as we hit the open road

low clouds in the mountains 
offer a beautiful view
heading to Catalina, 
a first for me and you
the Victory purring loudly, 
an awesome humming sound
this vibration that I'm feeling 
has nothing to do with this run
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Thursday, October 28, 2021

caught in the middle

caught in the middle between black and white 
caught betwixt the sun and the pale moonlight
penning in metaphor, oblique is your write 
my perspective clear, but it's only my side 

answers seeking wisdom from purple sage
curtains that won't rise on the actor's stage 
hopes that get caught in a very small cage 
the book that I read has a blank last page 

how do I get in--push right on through 
dots that won't connect between me and you 
rain pours down from the constant monsoon
it always gets darker before the sky turns blue 

far to the West--lays a new promise land 
where we walked together once hand in hand
things keep shifting like the hot desert sand 
nothing ever turns out exactly as we planned 

caught in the middle between black and white 
caught betwixt the sun and the pale moonlight
penning in metaphor, oblique is your write 
my perspective clear, but it's only my side 

Wednesday, October 27, 2021

faith

faith wanes 
questions plague
clouds form 
monsoons rain 
lightning flash 
thunder cracks 
constant turmoil 
wounds rehashed 
sun shines 
moon glows 
ceiling stars 
after the storm

open my heart

open my heart to understand 
to run unfettered in the fields 
where flowers bloom and skies are blue 
open my heart to understand 

feel the warmth of the bright sun 
swim in the coolness of the pond
napping after in the tall grass 
feel the warmth of the bright sun 

take my love deep into your soul 
unabashed, I give it to you 
in return give yours to me 
take my love deep into your soul

purr

you complement me on my hair 
when I know that it's a mess 
you say my shirt looks sexy 
and it's torn with stains on it 
you tell me dinner was really great 
when the steak was pretty tough 
you see through rose colored glasses
and I thank you very much 

you tell me that I purr at night 
when it's actually snoring 
you stay awake when I toss and turn 
and I know that it's annoying 
I lay awake and watch you sleep 
saying a prayer of thanks 
with your arm around me tight
loving that I'm there

Tuesday, October 26, 2021

reason to believe

I try to believe
that love has no reasons 
sometimes a monsoon 
sometimes a dry season 
let the rain begin 
let the drought finally end 
wrap yourself around 
what's left of me 

bury yourself here 
inside of me 
burrow yourself 
under my skin 
let the rain begin
let the drought finally end 
bury your love here 
inside of me
 
give me a reason 
a reason to believe

shadows

shadows drip from darkened walls
a cold, bright moon enhances all
many a sleepless night is caused
a love that waits at beck and call

wind

the wind blows change
for better or worse 
stirring up questions 
answers gritty and coarse 
tell the truth 
so I can file it away 
and we can get back 
to yesterday

Monday, October 25, 2021

Breakfast With The Mafia

breakfast with the mafia 
an early Thursday morn 
we watch them through the window 
not happy with their discord
eating their New York bagels 
while they plan and plot 
we're watching for a drive by
making sure we know when to drop 

one looks like Jr Soprano 
getting out of his chauffeured car 
we're guessing they're all packing 
at least their bodyguards are 
we wonder who's gonna get massacred   
whose days just might be numbered 
we're glad that they don't know us 
and we won't be encumbered 

the underworld sure is thriving 
by the looks of this tight clan 
they're  silenced by other patrons 
so they don't overhear their plans 
we hurry with our coffee 
before Tony Soprano arrives 
we just want to leave here 
while we're still alive
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dysphoric heart

feelings that died 
or got buried too deep 
a dysphoric heart 
that is left to weep 

a mind that is numb 
from the games that were played 
a spirit that is shattered 
a soul that is grey

no answers that come 
to the question "why?" 
or the reason you left 
which I try to deny 

file it away like
the others before 
a window will open 
behind this slammed door 

center word

I draw 7 tiles 
trying to build 
off the center word
in this Scrabble of life

nothing I can construct 
from this soul of vowels 
no consonants 
in my heart 

the game plays on 
your turn is quick 
your tiles better 
your heart unscathed 

no words to make 
to lead me forward 
after the board is folded 
and the game put away 

Saturday, October 23, 2021

Vic Vegas

on a silver bed
beauties clothed in wispy smoke
purring as we go
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you are

you are a part of every hour 
the light that shines inside 
the song I sing in the morning 
the poetry that I write 
the wonder of each moment
a candle in my dark 
a now eternal flame 
burning always in my heart

me

this is how I think 
and sometimes the way I feel
my Haiku and Prose 

Friday, October 22, 2021

tenfold

this love that I feel 
as vast and deep as the sea 
and returned tenfold

Picasso

my life 
a Picasso abstract 
conceptual pieces 
that somehow make up
a work of art

unanswered

I professed it all 
my feelings and love for you 
by the light of the moon
I cork the bottle 
and toss it far out to sea 
in the early morning 
as I walk the beach 
I find the bottle at my feet 
my exposed love 
still enclosed, 
intact, unanswered

for you

you understand it all 
you look inside 
delving into the depths
exploring mind and heart 
looking at the whole picture 
the unfinished portrait of me
seeing what can be 
look into my eyes 
what you find there 
what you see there 
is all for you

Thursday, October 21, 2021

where

where chambered feelings once were kept 
levied love over dams now swept 
overflowing and forming a pool
in the depths of all that's new

where thoughts and dreams have not formed yet
from an accordion folder in my heart's depths 
memories painted on blue sky days
no clouds in sight on which to gaze

where love flows inward over sandy shores
gregariously, we allow for more 
a crescent moon that shines above 
a ceiling of stars that blanket my fall 

beginnings

as the window shuts 
a fragrant breeze sweeps inward 
love begins anew

peace abounds

upon forgiveness the Lord's face shines
water turned to sweet, sweet wine
drink my friend, let it renew 
the gift of love that awaits you 

grace surrounds, peace abounds 
faith will never let you down 
in the teachings of His book 
sometimes quickly overlooked 

although some pain I can't forget 
you do not fill me with regret 
yesterday's petals now less fragrant 
tomorrow's flower blooms resplendent