Sitting in the sun
Soaking up the warmth
Staring out into the distance
Hoping that something will change
Every time I’m in the light
With the rustle of leaves
And birds flying by
Whistling to their mates
Signaling Spring is here
Everything finally feels right
Monday 24th February 2020 3:28 am
Let's take a moment to reminisce.
Look into my eyes and speak the words you have within,
Express yourself to your deepest core,
Speak until you feel you have no more words...
Let me know how you feel.
My heart skips a beat,
Before it begins a rhythmic dance,
As I gaze into your eyes,
Into your soul,
With so much love it aches.
I am home whenever I am with ...
Thursday 25th April 2019 10:10 pm
Instead of your eyes, I see only warmth,
I feel only heat from the heart that you hold.
Inside those great pools of a deep, liquid hearth,
My own eyes seek shelter from the cruel in the world.
Instead of your lips, I see only my future,
All the stories ready to spill from your mouth, they unravel.
There it holds the embers of a pink, raging fire,
There it holds me, hypnot...
Tuesday 14th March 2017 5:10 am
The razor cold breeze whipped at the small child.
For the tall pines grew below the cliff—no help--
And offered their apologies in their own way,
Filling the air with their sharp centric scent
And swaying like an ocean of green in the wind.
But, that day, the boy could not tell trees from tears,
And he could not smell aught but what he tasted:
Just copper and sa...
Wednesday 21st January 2015 7:06 am
A Step Towards Summer
I look into the mirror’s depthless space,
at what is standing in the shadows cast
by light dimming swift with each day amassed
and passing by me, at a startling pace.
I sprint to catch the future in a chase
that takes me on a journey to the past
and makes me wish each moment used will last
until the day they put me in my case.
Sunday 26th May 2013 1:22 pm
Raindrops trickle on the forest's brow
Forming transparent puddles,
That reflect your querying face
And catches the dream of a moment.
Storm cells brew on the radar,
Fearful in their presence as they pass
Life on the brink of forever's portals
Until thunder morphs into cuddles .
In the streams your form takes shape,
Eyes that gaze with hope and love
Friday 4th February 2011 9:53 am