Wednesday, March 2, 2022

angel blessed

heaven comes to those that wait 
a burning desire is all it takes 
well worth the time that you invest
heaven sent and angel blessed 

dancing through the dreams of wonder 
a sweet, sweet spell that you fall under 
a song of passion with an amber glow 
filling you and spilling over 

heaven comes to those that wait 
a burning desire is all it takes 
well worth the time that you invest 
heaven sent and angel blessed 

ground hog day

nothing but Haiku 
today was a "ground hog" day 
yesterday repeats 

point of no return

past the point of no return 
the dotted line gets broken 
fail safe isn't an option 
with my heart laying in the open
the past shrinks in the distance 
it fades in all its glory 
how could I have missed this 
the storyline to this story

I see the ocean crashing 
under now the blood red sky
lightning flashes closely 
thunder rumbling nearby
I seal it with a windblown kiss 
I view all of its destruction 
what echoes in the emptiness 
is a song without conduction 

I climb the ladder without success
a poet at a loss for words 
I bow my head in silence 
and pray without accord 
you had me from the beginning
but I got lost in my part 
nights grow long and lonely 
while my heart sings in the dark

Tuesday, March 1, 2022

solid ground

you slow for a second as I catch up 
your back the only vision I see 
your stride was always larger than mine 
you're on the move heading away from me 

you found me once when I was lost 
I laid it down in the sinking ground
in this ocean in which I flail 
caught up in hopeless undertow 

each day a little bit longer than the last 
each way a little bit stronger than the past 
all of your light found my soul in the night
I stay in this fight earning second life 

as a hallelujah rips through my veins
the hammer drops, as I shoot without aim
missing the mark and a chance that I saw 
all is lost, there is nothing to gain

you found me once when I was lost 
I laid it down in the sinking ground 
in this ocean in which I flail
caught up in this hopeless undertow 

I won't turn back and won't back down 
although it lies in hallowed ground
it doesn't matter what comes crashing down 
I am gonna stand on this solid ground

a perfect day

we walk the Pier, hand in hand 
holding tightly, fingers clasped
bumping shoulders, bumping hips 
connecting sweetly just like this 

sun shines hotly on our faces 
memories new, engaging all 
walking, talking, getting to know 
everything 'bout you, along we go 

the morning winds down, time to part 
one long kiss as we depart
before I get a few feet away
the text reads "a perfect day"

Monday, February 28, 2022

control

high on a mountain, in the desert breeze 
nothing but rocks and critters that sneak 
under the sun and relentless heat 
I cast you out far, away from me 

down I trek, careful where I step
down to the valley dripping with sweat 
feelings of remorse; in loneliness creeps 
when I get back home, you're waiting for me 

I can't rid this hold that you have on me
I think that it's gone, then it's back again 
always within, it stays in my soul 
what was it like...before you took control?

small change

I bank it all, 
the minuscule portion you give
it doesn't cost you much 
small change, well spent 
your investment is wise 
little do you know 
that the interest is great 
and would reward ten-fold 

left behind

I carried you over rough waters 
I protected you from the waves 
I steadied the world around you 
when your spirit started to cave 
I fed you when you were hungry 
with nourishment for your soul 
sustenance to restore you
kindness, forgiveness, consoling 
I warmed you when you shivered 
I shared with you my fire 
I took the chill from your night air 
although it was not required 
I gave to you my willing heart 
my body, soul and mind 
a gift I thought you'd cherish 
a treasure tread upon

Sunday, February 27, 2022

light

I figured it out
after all this time 
I've got a grip 
on these feelings of mine
read some books 
that hit the mark 
I shed some light 
on what was dark 
I'll take it all 
everything that's there 
made plenty of room
for what you share 
don't park outside 
and not come in 
there's plenty of room 
I'll always make room 
there's plenty of room 
in my heart for you
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Saturday, February 26, 2022

confection

love is a drug
the addiction strong 
honey dripping sweet 
fragrant and so pleasing 
soaking really thick 
hooking you so quick 
coursing through your veins 
engorging fast your brain 
surrounds your beating heart 
confection for taste buds
a feeling so revered 
music to thine ears
a dance of purest pleasure 
one that we all treasure 
ah...love is a drug

you missed me

you said you missed me 
missed not holding my hand on the beach 
missed not showing me your Sonoran moon 
ah...you missed me 

you said you missed me 
that my time there was too long
that the ocean was too vast 
that there were too many stars 
ah...you missed me

in just a small span of days .
you missed me

to get to you

I'd climb the highest mountain 
craggy peaks won't hold me back
the fear or risk of falling
my heart may cut to shreds 
I'll face all of these obstacles 
if this is what I must do
it is worth the climbing 
just to get to you

Friday, February 25, 2022

sweet dream

once I thought I'd found a match 
we fit like tongue 'n groove 
just when I felt the planets collide
it was over--much too soon 

once I thought I lived a dream 
each kiss made me want more 
fantasy has a way of ending
like the other times before 

once I thought you wanted me 
my heart, my everything 
nothing is ever what it seems 
when we wake up from sweet dreams

tenfold

what we reap we sow 
what we give returns tenfold 
from the hearts we hold 
blues still come and go

waiting

I loaned my heart to you for a time 
when you were down and out
I thought you would return it 
but now I have my doubts
at night I lay here waiting 
for you to set it free
I don't think I'll get it back 
that chunk you took from me

Thursday, February 24, 2022

more java

the dog needs fed and laundry needs done
here I sit, updating my blog
a day off should be just that
I want to be a bump on a log

you're out there trying to hunt and gather
I'm at the ranch my tag won't matter
you understand my strong work ethic
one of many things I love about you

plan my day, with an early morning cup
the moon's still there when I get up
late to bed always early to rise
need more java to fully awake

I feel the surge, caffeine does its thing
the cans at the curb and the dog finally ate
it'll get done maybe today or tomorrow
so what if what's left has to wait

fitbit says I should walk or move
my legs are crossed I'm wiggling my shoe
I know it's cheating but I don't care
I'd get more done if there was less to do

need to shop cause we're out of food
lunch at Sam's seems to fit my mood
a hotdog is good any day or any hour
that's right folks, I am what I am
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blossom

love is like a flower
that blossoms with the sun 
closing tightly in the evening 
when the day is done
the petals soft and colorful 
the fragrance sweet and pure 
drawing close the humming bird 
with its strong allure 

pull me close, hold me tight 
pollinate my heart 
love me deep, love me true
love me when we're apart 
love me in the warm daylight 
underneath the moon and stars
love me with all of your heart 
don't let the blossom fall

Wednesday, February 23, 2022

edge of reason

a rider on the mountaintop 
lightning illuminates
hat pulled low he spurs his horse 
and rides down to my valley 
water for the mount of roan 
a blanket for the cold 
the cowboy spins his story 
I listen as it unfolds 
enraptured and transfixed 
I am captured by every word 
before the night is over 
the edge of reason blurred 
dawn reaches out its nice warm rays
through heavy breaking clouds
and while I'm laying there asleep 
you ride out at sunrise

this

this is my resistance 
this is my one response 
this was the way I say I love you 
this was my last chance 
this is my one romance
this was the crimson line 
this was the way I show you 
this was all there is 

this was the wall where I fall 
this was the path where I break
this was the song where it all went wrong
this was the final dance
this was the place where you draw the line 
this was where it all changes 

this is where my heart bleeds 
this is where the rending starts 
this is the way I've come to know
this is the winding road 
this is the narrow doorway 
this is the back I see
this is the door that is finally shut 
this is the window that is closed

tlc

tender loving care 
hands strong and expertly skilled
all the stress relieved

Monday, February 21, 2022

passport

my passport is laying dusty 
on the dresser in my room 
constantly, reminding me 
of my last trip to the sea 
I need to squeeze in one more trip 
to this place I love 
where serenity, engulfs me 
and the white noises leave quietly

Saturday, February 19, 2022

I wake

your arm across me 
while you sleep 
warm and safe
protected, sheltered
loved

running back to you

dealing with too much worry
never any good news
I'm thinking of running away
running back to you

I need someone to hold me
a different point of view
I'm thinking of running away
running back to you

I need a tower of strength
from these times that leave me blue
I'm thinking of running away
running back to you

I need your love and passion
a heart to fall into
I'm thinking of running away
running back to you

I want to feel your shelter
a smile the sun shines through
I'll be there tomorrow
I'm running back to you

always running back to you
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kissed a lot of frogs

waiting for my prince 
you fell from heaven above
frogs a waste of time

Thursday, February 17, 2022

when you

when you can learn a lesson 
when you get a new perspective 
when you work through the pain 
and discover what remains 
when you take a giant step 
when you have a little help 
when you don't have a plan 
but it works itself out 
when you look inside 
when you chuck the pride 
when my heart finally accepts 
tears no longer wept