Believing that marriage was ordained of God;
that, like a seed, it needed constant nurturing,
she sowed her deep devotion with a hope
that stretched beyond an ordinary scope.
That hope scanned schisms that had left her desolate-
until it reached the heavens with her prayers.
Time and time again, her spouse complained or failed to do small things
essential to cementing the marriage bond.
With unusual restraint, she held her tongue, forgave. . . and listened.
If matrimony were the fire in a hearth, she supplied the kindling and the logs;
then lauded him for twigs that on occasion he tossed in.
Some nights she’d lay a weary head upon the chest
of the one she called her husband (when he was fast asleep and didn’t know).
In those moments, she felt the beat of that heart he never showed to her.
With humbleness she supplicated God
that she might find connection with her mate.
She wondered and she wondered why. . .if thoughts, invisible,
which were transmitted to the Lord, were able to be recieved by Him,
why could not her words, directly spoken to the one on earth she loved, be heard?
Daily on her knees, she telegraphed celestially with a faith most extraordinary. . .
and wisdom came. Her love would not be broken, and she grew.
The seed she’d planted took root too and grew until there came a time. . .
she laid a graying head upon the chest
of one that was her husband (not just in word only);
a someone who now watched HER as she drifted off to sleep.
With his heartbeat strong in her ear,
she heard him whisper softly, “I love you” as he kissed her cheek goodnight.
For Audrey Carey's "To Err Is Human to Forgive Divine"
Rising before me, are your eyes,.. like the stars
Embracing the light, while reflecting the moon
A room filled with people, ...yet it seems we're alone
Closer you've pulled me, as we dance to one song
Hearing old music, that we knew long ago
For, you and the night, have been here all along
Over the moon, where we wanted to be
Reaching for stars, in our own magic way
The questions I’ve asked, I know you have heard
Here and hereafter are just steps apart
Each step brings me nearer....be still, gentle heart!
Some things are intended, that we never part
The place I belong, is always with you
All things I have longed for, I've had from the start
Reaching for stars, .... I climbed over the moon
Stars shine in your eyes, as we dance to old tunes
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Ode to My Husband
What a wonderful, magical surprise!
Sometimes love arrives in disguise.
I never saw this coming,
Never anticipated such an awesome blessing.
I was at the right place,
When I spied your sweet, handsome face.
It was at the right time,
When you called me your goddess and I knew you were mine.
Until I met you, I was like a sad, little bird with no songs to sing,
With only broken wings, l had to work my way through some hurtful things.
But you came along,
A real man, unselfishly offering me strong, broad shoulders to lean on.
It was a long, slow process getting back on track,
But you were patient and willing to take the burden off my back.
When I was lost and alone, you showered me with loving attention,
Tenderness, kindness, and consideration.
You nurtured and cherished me each step of the way,
Building my confidence and trust each day.
Thank you for helping my fragile heart to mend,
Thank you for helping me become whole and to love again!
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Melodic laughter floats on the breeze
Fire light crackles and your eyes tease
Escaping embers glow, like whispers of light
They dance and hold us, this magical night
Nothing between us, our souls exposed
Twinkling stars - a new song composed
Whispers of light, grow hot and untamed
Tonight's promise, as of yet, un-named
For years now, it's been this way
Whispers of light, between us stay
“I’m not a machine, you know.”
He says huskily
As she places her chocolate tipped breast
Within inches of his lips
She just smiles, breastfeeding him
And leans back and sighs
As he gorges
On creamy chocolate ecstasy
Later, he wonders
About his insatiable wife
Wondering if he can keep up
With her little bedroom games
And trips into fantasy
He lies back in the
Exhaustion of fulfillment
About to close his eyes
When he hears her weeping
Trying to stifle her sobs
Should he pretend he doesn’t hear?
He is so tired
She quiets down
And before sleep claims him
He hears her whisper
“When you make love to me
That’s the only time
The only time….
You really SEE me
For those few moments
I feel that your world revolves around me
That you NEED me
To be fulfilled
The only time
You're the man you used to be
The one dying to possess me
And so I prostitute my love for you…
Hoping in these moments
Before he can respond
And he looks up at the ceiling and wonders
How life has changed him
His other friends complain
About their frigid wives and dull lives
So unlike his
He is fortunate
He remains in bed
Staring at the ceiling
She cries softly on the couch
Feeling broken, used
Just a receptacle for his need
While she remains empty
She fingers her phone
Thinking of the invitation there
A shared cup of coffee
Nothing more, and yet
She reads the real invitation
In the depth of his eyes
When he looks at her
She wipes her tears as she thinks of fidelity and promises…
He walks into the living room
She tries to cover her body
With her red see through lingerie
Her black hair covering her mascara streaked eyes
He kneels down in front of her
Pushing away her hair
His eyes searching hers
And holding them for a moment
Tilting her chin up, his lips cover hers
With a gentle longing
She gasps for breath
Shocked at the tears gathering in his eyes
His voice barely reaches her ears…
“Will you be my wife?”
She tries to draw him to her
But he takes a hold of her outstretched hand
And helps her to her feet
Gently leading her to the bedroom
And night turns to day
As he makes love to his wife
Satiating her soul
Realizing her every fantasy
He says all the things he’s felt, but never said
As he ravishes her…
His woman, his bride, his wife
The mid-morning sun
Caresses her face
And she awakens
To find herself
Where she’s always longed to be…
In her husband's arms
They met at first around sixteen,while they were in their teens.
A young man tall and handsome, a girl with many dreams.
Years later they did meet again this time he was smitten.
It took some time to hook this girl, eventually their history written.
He had a plan to marry her and move her from her home.
She'd have to leave her roots, the only thing she'd known.
Leave her home and family was what she had to do,
The love they shared was eternal even though it 'twas brand new.
This love they shared was a gift,their faith was also strong
They both loved many similar things like fishing, books and song.
Seven children blessed their lives, they started their own tree
So strong this love they shared, became one large family.
Both worked hard to raise them, devoted to each one,
They shared their love equally to each daughter and each son.
Education and faith were important, practiced with daily prayer
They fed and clothed this family with love and tremendous care
Each child was very different and different paths they took.
Educators, artists, builders, Lawyers and even cooks.
Each child found their partners, some added children to each branch.
All love music, all loved to read, a few even like to dance.
Their children had more children and the two were greatly blessed,
With lovely grandchildren with many traits that both these two possessed
What remained from the love they shared twas passed down through the line
A love this strong must be shared and it surpassed all time
Four generations have now developed from these two whose love began
So many years before when both had shared a plan.
Each twig shares a piece and resembles one or the other
For this love story that's been described was about a Father and Mother
I'd love to say they share a life together here today
But God had different plans in mind, for one he took away
The void he left was devastating to everyone you see
Hardest on the one for which he shared atop the tree
The plan these two created at the time they were entwined
Continues on by one so strong , who giveth all of her time
To the tree these two created which grows branches to this day
The love created by these two shall never go
Decades yawn and stretch across the years,
traveling up the stairs, around the chairs
coiling around the door of one small room
that was groomed by the sun of a Saturday afternoon...
Floating on a sea of a hardwood floor
I'm prone, on my back, on a lavender rug
Examining the nail of my left hand thumb
hearing you express, that you aced your class
I had confessed, to missing you more each day
linked only to you, by that ivory phone
and a ring on my finger, that bound our love
and blinded our eyes to the doubt of youth...
Invitations in the mail, and a church on hold
There was a cake on order, and a cold hard world
You were glued to my ear, I was entrapped by a cord
that tugged on the wall, with every word
Light from the yard is scored by the blinds
but, there on the floor, prone on my back,
I'm bound by the cord that tethered our lives
Linked to your voice, where love was wound
Hovering over the sea of cold hardwood,
I had a pillow of shag of a lavender rug
The days stretching short and our vows yet untold
A cord getting stronger, that time would unfold
Such explosions of love ecstatic
from fumbling youths and naive romantics.
In wedded bliss when passions flowed
two people alone in honeymoon glow
Flammable pleasure, ignitable moments to treasure,
we did love, we did fight, You and I.
Like awaited episodes of a reality show,
responsibilities began to gnaw as they grow.
The candle of love flickered with breath abated
claiming its due from fires deflated.
Though loving was tender still quick to temper
we did love, we did fight, You and I.
The children gone and the house deserted
alone again with our quality time protected.
A simple touch, a gentle nudge then smiling,
at such an age one mistake saw patience flying.
Eyes bleary, hard or hearing but recalling clearly,
we did love, we did fight, You and I.
The rocking chair now sways to silent music
only in the eyes can one realise, such beauty.
Smoldering fires of love and reined in emotions,
memorising every tryst with pledges of devotions.
Blessed with so much given and oceans of raw passion
in abundance we lived as God promised, His love unrationed.
still we hated, we had to fight, but we did love You and I.
Turning her back to the wedding guests Lust throws a bouquet of Poison Ivy and Venus Flytraps
her head. Stepping in front of Sloth, Envy snatches the the bouquet out of the air. "Nice catch Envy"
said Sloth with slow slurred speech. "Thank you Sloth and I do believe green is more my color".
Turning around to see who caught the bouquet Lust wasn't a bit surprise to see Envy holding the
Poison Ivy and Venus Flytraps. "Well Envy I guess you're next to be wedded off" stated Lust. Pride
motions for Hatred to release the owls. Unlocking the huge cage Hatred releases the owls. Slow to
take flight the great owls flap their wings and ascends into the darkness. "Let's get this party
started. Turn on the music" yelled Greed. As the sins partied the night away the sun came rising in
the country Tranquility. "Are you ready to spend all eternity together?" Loyalty asked Love as they
stood on their balcony. "My dear, dear, husband soon to be you already know the answer to the
question you ask". As Loyalty and Love stand locked in a warming embrace being kissed by the
rays of the sun the two share a kiss of their own. Beep, beep, beep "Well this is a perfect time for my
communicator to beep" breaking her embrace with Loyalty, Love answers her communicator.
"Hello Faith how are you?" "I'm fine Love and how are you?" "I'm ready to start this new era in my
life". "I'm looking over your wedding file. Are there any last minute changes you want to make?"
"No Faith everything's perfect". "I'm outside of your house waiting on you Love. Let's get going".
"I'll be right down. I have to go Loyalty". Grabbing Love by the waist and pulling her close Loyalty
whispers in her ear "Are you sure this is what you want?" "I've wanted you when I first saw you.
Now if you'll excuse me Faith is waiting for me".
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka The Green Poet aka The Brown Philosopher
You Are My Life
You made the moonlight turn so blue
as you took my heart away with you
Love never before hurt like this
our love, all of you is what I miss
This house suddenly is ice cold
my soul feels a million years old
Once these rooms saw romance grow
now you miss me deeply this I know
For none have ever loved as we did
you were the hot sexpot, I the lid
My darling think back and just feel
how deep was our love, how very real
Think back to nights on the beach
the destinations we both did reach
Cries you swore were from pure joy
you my princess, I your hot loverboy
Wherever you are look at stars above
long as they shine we'd stay in love
That oath you made just for our lives
such love is forever always thrives
Darling , please bring my heart back
I am a train , wrecked off the track
Hear, this is my last desperate plea
bring back all your sweet love to me!
R. J. Lindley
June 22, 1977
note: This write so long ago saw my sweetheart
return to me but her vow to stop her drugs failed
and she ran away again to do her drugs. I never
defeated her addiction. I lost her, my life shattered
but our spirits were made to shatter from lost love
and then later reform.
I have the poem in my hands complete with the vow she
signed written on the back.
I XXXXXXX swear to never again do drugs
signed, XXXXXXX Lindley,
June 25, 1977
Sadly that vow lasted mere weeks...