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Details | Free verse | |

When He Smiles

The sun shines again for he smiles. The indeterminable day no longer flees or hides for its end is sought, as is its beginning for he smiles. Confusion though abiding must wait the laggard servant scolded by the Mistress Aphrodite for he smiles. Want must find a different dwelling for the moment un-housed by sweetest joy for he smiles. The sun shines again.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Market Place

When I am a afraid 
I close my eyes 
I hear a sweet symphony 
A thousand music tunes 
All at once coming through
Young girl in the market 
Yes, that's me , all alone 
 Eyes all full of mystery 
As I sing away the loneliness 
They say the most awful things 
But I hear violins when I close my eyes 
As I fly off to the center of my sun 
So I cannot be hurt by anything 
This wicked world as done 
Young boy in the market place 
He's taken by the men 
As he wakes, can't remember anything 
 They break the most beautiful  things 
But I hear violins when I shut my eyes 
And fly off to the center of the sun 
So I cannot be hurt by anything 
This wicked world has done 
As I look into your eyes 
I'm at the center of my sun 
The boy in the market place 
Sees the girl all alone 
Have you lost your way home?
I look up, I hear his voice singing.
I hear sweet symphonies in his words.
As I look into his eyes 
I'm at the center of my sun
And I cannot be hurt by anything 
Of what this wicked world has done!

11   12    2012      10pm   Monday


Details | Free verse | |

Fields of the Black Rose

Flowing fields of black 
Roses the hue of night 
Dark meadow take me home 
Relieve me of my fright 
And take me back. 
Blackened fields of ashy rose 
Take me to my home 
Where I'll never see the sun again 
Where I'll never hate 
And never bend 
Where we only see in shades of gray 
Where summer sun has shone its last 
And November wind is here to stay. 
Where I can go forget my past 
And never have to pay 
For the things I've done. 
Blackened fields of ashy rose 
Take me to your home 
Where we all see in shades of gray 
And I can rest in the coldly blowing wind. 
Forget my face forget my name 
Forget my form forget my sin 
Let me stay and waste away 
Please won't you take me in?


Details | Rhyme | |

When The Sun Rises

Dear God, when the sun rises,
I can only wish for a better day.
I'm not looking for consolation prizes;
I know life can't go entirely my way.

I just want to love and be loved,
To have hope and a great faith.
Sometimes the choices in life are tough,
After sunrise creates a new day.



©2013 Honestly JT


Details | Haiku | |

The Last Seven Plagues

those who bore 'the mark'
screamed from painful ugly sores
First of the Last Plagues

the sea turned to blood
and everything in it died
Second of Last Plagues

the rivers and springs
became blood--no more water
Third of the Last Plagues

the sun had power
burning people with fire
Fourth of the Last Plagues

kingdom of 'the beast'
was plunged into vast darkness
Fifth of the Last Plagues

       STILL--people cursed God
       and they refused to--REPENT
       global armies formed

the great Euphrates'
water dried up--transit road
Sixth of the Last Plagues

       world economic
       devastation, suicides
       lootings and killings

       stench of dead bodies
       cities on fire--engulfed
       chaos, fear, riots

the sun became darkened
the moon gave no light--all dark
stars fell from the sky

huge exploding holes
in the darkness as they fell
hundreds all at once

       army of 'the beast'
       horizon to horizon
       Plain of Megiddo

clouds blanket the sky
painful peals of thunder roll
gold weaves through the clouds

hundred pound hailstones
fell on unrepentant man
cars, homes, land destroyed

most severe earthquake
islands diappeared--Earth FLAT
splits Jerusalem

then voice from Heaven
"It is done"--is heard by all
Last of the Last Plagues

       wait at Magiddo
       the Son of Man--Returns
       on white horse, in clouds

       blood runs two hundred
       feet wide/long and five feet deep
       bodies explode at

       the sound of The Word
       spoken from the King of Kings
       one-sided battle

anti-christ and false
prophet thrown in lake of fire
beast chained--thrown in pit...

thousand years in pit
(Jesus rules Kingdom on Earth)
then, loosed for a time

there is still HOPE
Know Jesus loves you and died
for your sins--REPENT...


6/13/2012
©
Gail's "End of the World Armageddon" contest




wait at Megiddo


Details | ABC | |

Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
branch 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
gracefully 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential


Details | Romanticism | |

Goodbye my Summer Love

Though the midnight summer rains
as we sit together under the geraniums,
hanging low and at full bloom,
we hold hands and talk of old times;
times that were kind to us and our youth.
As summer storms light up the night skies
We kiss the storm away, as it rolls through the grey skies
and the lighting cracks the clouds in half,
riping a hole in the universe, as we kiss the night away.

We sit throughtout nightlong summer dreams
and talk, and we hear the storms roll into the golden hills
of summer meadows filled with roses and a field full of daisies.
Love rests in time to see us grow old together,
and love strengthens its walls and pulls us closer together.
We shall go now, as day turns to night,
into our chamber of love and sleep the night away, together.
Hold us close to each other, as I rest my head on you sweet bossom,
and you nurture me to life of talks of love and beauty.

Nature whispers and sings us songs,
as we kiss and go for walks through the countryside
looking at the golden hills soaked in the rolling storms
that summer offers every year, upon a silver platter.
Sooth me, my love as I tell you of the sorrow I have witnessed.
Embrace me with your curiousity and tell me of the beauty in
the secrets of life and its hidden messangers
that hold secret letters from Devils that send temptations
to destroy something that we share, that is so beautiful and true.
Tell me that life will be okay, and my love is still true and with you.
Tell me my sweet and beautiful love, tell me if everything will be alright.

Love has seen us come and go, through the narrowed and sprinkled streets,
as we move through life fused at hands and eyes blind, not noticing the possiblities of death at any moment stalking us with knives jabbing at our backsides.
We are blind, for we see each other and only each other.
As we live life eyes a blazed looking at the sun, we do not notice the obvious between us.
Caring from me, at my time of need I never noticed the betrayal of our love.
My heart sees, but I deny the obvious and see what I hear.

As I see the knife drive deep in my heart,
you with a suitcase in hand,
I stand on my front steps and I watch the summer storms
come back over the golden hills to say, "hello"
Love is the same everytime, like a summer storm;
beautiful to watch, but when it leaves, it is depressing to say, "goodbye"
Now I sit, as the geraniums dry up and die
and the wrinkles at my eyes make me blind,
I see love walk past my house and mock me with lone kisses.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

YESTERDAY HAS GONE BY

I believe that yesternight has gone by,
And this is another day, 
A brand new day,
A very beautiful one.

All I could see is the rising of the sun,
with its beauty and energy,
Ready to beautify, 
And illuminate this day. 

All I wish is to be like this sun unto you,
lighten up your angelic face to a lovely smile,
And a source of encouragement to launch you, 
Higher unto greater achievement.


Details | Rhyme | |

Rain And Sun

 The rain fell down hard yesterday. 
 Did Your anger provoke that display? 
 Did I do something so terrible? 
 The weight of sin is much less bearable. 
 Does the pounding, relentless rain 
 fall upon the righteous the same? 
   
 The sun shines today so freely. 
 Are You quite pleased with me? 
 Or are these the same rays that touch the evil? 
 Is Your grace so great to conquer the devil? 
 You woo sinners with gifts small and great. 
 You love us to death, crucifying hate. 
   
 Rain or sun? 
 What have we done? 
 Not of our merit, 
 but by Your Son. 
   
 Rain and sun are both gifts. 
 It's just a matter of perception shifts. 
 Both are needed to survive. 
 Lo, and behold, when both collide! 
 Put them together, witness a promise. 
 The sun through the rain isn't hard to miss. 
 Look at the sky. Smile as it hits. 
 With childlike innocence, a rainbow sits!


 by Juliet Ligon
 Motif: spiritual


Details | Verse | |

The Unholy One

Rays of the sun reflected my sinful image on a blood river
got every wrongful part of me to quarrel and shiver
happiness is what i sought, remorse is for givers
every natural-colored spot ON my heart turned silver

Inspiration was my fantasy, clouds were my sky
death scares me,yet i desire it, desire to die
was it shame? shame that i see with blinded eyes
never saw glittered water, ON the surface of the sun they hide

What did i do so wrong?! for God to choose me a sinner
the horizon line infront of my dead soul's corpse got thinner
even the power of nature couldn't uncast HIS deadly glamour
my wish in life was to win yet i lost,never been a winner

Life has tightened its strains on that poor heart of mine
Did I? did i indeed have a heart? to feel how LOVE could be so divine
but yet , all my sins were purified, by the scene of the horizon line
taught me that at times, forgiveness , was the crime of all crimes

Grandeur i did not seek, i realized, it was only a fake wish
a gesture to my undecided inner-self,with hidden pureness so rich
recently knew how heart pain was nothing like a normal stitch
If Jesus Christ u believed, then how could you my other cheek ditch?

For if you felt it at its peak, you would have utterly known
that DEATH was your close friend, and I pushed him away to the unknown
you wouldn't have given me those looks, those ocean-roars,those frowns
if only you knew how much i begged the clouds , "thee not ,at her, throw stones"

then you would have saved my soul , saved our sacred vow , saw our blond sons
shared the feeling of bliss and GRANDEUR with your love, the unholy one !!




My source of inspiration (L)


Details | Lyric | |

Early Morning Rain

The early morning rain hides the tears in my eyes With an emptiness in my heart, I'm remembering your lies I'm a long way from home, but the distance doesn't ease this aching in my heart and wind blowing through the trees. Travelling down this rocky road, I'm tired and alone. How I wish my broken heart could find its way back home. Bright is the sun and dark is the night, but I'm stuck in the middle, and, oh, nothing feels right. With everything to lose and nothing to gain, my tears fall to the ground, like the early morning rain. Oh, the sun never shines in the early morning rain. In the morning sun, he wakes with another girl, not me. The dawn's light shines on them, but clouds dim my rocky seas. If he would welcome me home, I'd forgive, let go of this pain. So I'll start the long journey home in the early morning rain. Lord, help me find my way through the early morning rain. By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, April 12, 2012 for Write me a Lightfoot Poem (Francine Roberts) * Gordon Lightfoot song, "Early Morning Rain"


Details | Rhyme | |

He Brightend My Day

It was a dark day,
the sun went away.
Ugliness came to play,
I was robbed of my innocence!
He came into my room,
like a theif in the night,
he did things ,
that just was'nt right.
Whispering in my ear,
everythings going to be okay,
are words my mind would often replay!
It was on that day,
the sun went away.
In darkness,
I remained to play.
To drugs i turned,
to numb the pain.
My life was over,
never thought it would be the same.
As it was before i was robbed,
So on my knees,
I fell,
and gave it to God!
I said if your real.
then take this pain away.
I gently heard ,
my father say,
"Today is a brand new day"
He helped me forgive,
the one who took my innocence away!!
Now on my knees,
for him i pray.
Today is truly a brand new day.
God helped me,
to make amends.
God brought the sun back again.
If i didnt mention,
this was a divine intervention


Details | Lyric | |

Stay

She said baby I have to go,
I said girl you don't need to go,
Because baby I want you to stay,
'Til the sun rise,
'Til the end of the night,

I said baby I'm feelin you,
And I'm fallin in love with you,
Which is somethin I never thought I would do,
But, I did today,
So girl, Why don't you stay,

Chorus:2x
Why don't you stay, 4x
'Til the sun rise,
'Til the end of the night,

She said baby I have to leave,
I said girl I don't want you to leave,
My darling please stay with me,
'Til the night end,
Then come back again,

Because baby we have a chance,
For us to have a great romance,
So, girl take my hand and dance,
You don't have to go,
Baby don't go,
Chorus: 3x

'Til the sun rise,
'Til the end of the night,


Details | Free verse | |

Squids, like Sunshine

You knew I was angry

As we walked apart, along Spadina
Through the pungent summer air of Chinatown
Past the various sea creatures, dried or iced
And fruits I don’t know piled atop sacks of rice
I closed my eyes and let only the breeze run over me
A million particles per second
Imagining I could imagine every one
I let in the sunlight
And wondered in that amazement you only get
By thinking about everyday things
As the heat danced on my skin
And I thought about how it had been
Through eight minutes and twenty seconds of space
To land radiant on my face
I let things go and walked with you again
I felt stand-offish as you took my hand
But was in awe it was there at all
Or that you love me


Details | I do not know? | |

Upon this Christmas Day

He sleeps there in a stable
The babe born to the world
Both mother, father watch with care

Though swaddled in a cloth
He is born, yet, to be king
With but just rags for Him to wear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

For within the early morning
Angels brought the sky a voice
Calling forth those who wish to hear

Along then, came all others
Knowing truth within their hearts
That all now have nothing to fear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

Go forth and tell all others
Who had no chance to hear
The news of hope and of the joy

Let them know the Gift of God
That comes to save us all
His son sent as this little boy

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day


Details | I do not know? | |

Dark Fringe

You cast yourself away into the deep emptiness
Forever where the sun is blackened
Lunge your self into the walls you stand before
Reevaluate what it is that your living for
Do you swallow your tongue in your transgressions
From the discomfort of your own disappointments
The hollowness in your head echoes as it begins slowly dumb
The beating of a calloused heart as it begins to grow numb
Death prepares for a guest in a room with no view
As you dance with the devil underneath a pale blue moon
No anestesia pulling teeth as rusty pliers make your fingers clutch
Greatful for life but could we be happy with this much
Good and evil are not seperated by dead skin
Only to find a decaying soul in a dark fringe
Crouched over in a hall as you try to find your way out
Flashing incandescent lights are the only hope you have found
How is your journey being your own enemy, I hope it goes well
Are your walls closing in as the earth is cut out with a shovel 
Shivering and weakened sleeping in cold sweats
I wont throw you away you are still my friend
There is a little black spot on the sun today
But I hope that it is warm enough that you will stay


Details | Free verse | |

The saga of the dusty road

The Saga of dusty roads of Utah 
(To the memory of Don W. Esplin, father of Kathryn Esplin-Oleski)
= =
There he was playing with some mild explosives, 
in his own backyard, a resolute boy he is; 
the June month had swelled like the taut belly of 
a neighborhood lady; the boy wanted to be 
a scientist which he became. He, of course could not 
envision that all these sepia dust of Utah, 
the noon backyard and a young scientist’s narrative 
would be remembered by his explosive daughter 
and a strange Indian was going to pen a saga. 

Alfred Nobel was smiling from a page of a book 

The boy rolled a cigarette, the smoke’s curlicues 
swirl up to grain the picture. A blast almost choked
the bright blue jays and robins. Defused sun slanted.
The end of the road was just an end of the road 
where sun could meet earth, warm grass shook off the heat 
and the covert window of the farm house would yield 
a father and son talk. Strong argument on
future, on an university, on money 
on a world that could differ in generations;
of course the boy, as a father, understood 
his girl, then living apart. But distance is in heart.
He would grow up midst dreams. A quirky wind would blow him 
here and there; navy, marriage and science, 
pharmacology and marriage again; a gust
of wind would take him on a ride that, if he could 
read this he would have said, resembled his truck rides 
down the roads of Utah. But at that point of time
he was wide awake inside his misty night’s sleep 
and an American novel is shooting up 
its multiple heads in search of fresh oxygen. 
The waves of moon were enjoying a full tide.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Details | Light Poetry | |

Crisp winds

I wake to the crisp winter air

I feel the wind so cool in the night

My soul seems to want to take flight


I hear the lonely winds so cool in the clouds

the  birds chirp a song to waken the others

two hungry shadows lurk in the breeze


So dark this morning in time

waiting for the sun to rise

I hear scampering around the tree's


Hoping to hear your voice

hoping to see your hand in my day

seeing the shadows keeps me longing for your embrace


The sun rises and the leaves seem crisp

ready for snow this morning

the clouds are grey and the wind seems to have

went away.


I close my eyes and see the sun

the sun shines deep in my soul

waiting for my master to take control.



Written by©Betty Bolden

11-11-04


Details | Free verse | |

as the day keeps its lies

when the sun has risen
and the sky turns white or blue
it keeps its lies withheld,
but as the moon rises
and the sun sets
its lies are told
it speaks about 
its lying sun, and how
it itself is lying
it tells how only truth
comes from the flowers
that bloom with the day
and flowers that bloom
in the night
it cries when it 
sets for it is not done
telling the truth
and as the sun rises
the lies begin again.


Details | I do not know? | |

One Last Note

I'm left behind once again,

Just one more goodbye I have to

Endure through but I'll be fine,

I promise. I'm strong. Honestly, I

Don't completely understand why

But even before we said goodbye

I felt our love die. I never wanted

This to happen, but I can't

Bring you back and I, have to face this,

It's over;  I don't apologize for it. I said what I had to

And you did what you had to.

That's the way this works. Sometimes with you

I got way too honest, way too up close

And personal with myself, ended up hating myself

For being so needy; but I don't need that,

This love wasn't all there was after all,

I'm finding myself and happiness without you

Though it's been slow coming. Once,

You let me have a glimpse of the sun instead

Of the mocking shadows, but we watched

The sun set, watched the roses wither and die;

And I don't regret a single moment...


Details | I do not know? | |

Lake Michigan

on the banks of lake michigan i found my true loves soul
tired and twisted in a wreckage of folded metal resembeling avatgard sculptures

nameless, senseless, and cold i drug her from the wreckage while the sky was painted red and black
now with the moon in my eyes i breathe life into her mouth but each breathe given means each breathe taken

as as the sun begins to rise i see visions of a former life- forgotten life when we once loved eachother-
when we were children dancing in the spring rain
warm and wet we embrace under endless rainbows saturated with everything under the sun

we become spring rain, we become one

now with the coming of the day i say farewell to past love, i say farewell to past life
where im goin no man can follow 
im going to the sun so i can stay warm.


Details | Ballad | |

Setting Sun

Why must you leave
Must you go away
Can we not bask 
In another light of day
What are you running from my dear
Can we not stand and fight the
Fear inside
The fear inside 
Fight the fear inside
Away 
Won’t you stay
As the sun sets
I hold on for the light
You took the stars
I sit alone in the night
Why must this sun always fall down
And leave me broken on the
Hard cold ground
The hard cold ground
This same old broken ground
Tonight
This can’t be right
When you came home
You asked to meet up some night
But I stayed home
I’m so weary from this fight
I tried to love you tried to stay strong
But I’ve been dragged on 
Far too long
I can’t hold on
I can no longer be strong
For you


Details | Rhyme | |

april

April...

I didn't know you very well April.
You were the start of spring,
The beginning of new things.
Offering a time for transition,
expressing a sweet song for broken men,
showing that what had withered away once could grow again.
April, I sit here now and think of you as me.
You are the most certain uncertainty.
Your chill passes as wind thru my cotton tee.
Your chill is me rushing thru those I've treated improperly.   
Your overcast sky is heavy like my regrets.
It has encompassed my every individual action and step.
Drenching my precious days as I stood wet,
your rain fills the wrinkles of this face I cant forget.
But April, I'm moving away from the mirror, far too long consumed,
and stepping outside with you waiting for the flowers to bloom.
April, your sun is dynamic when you show it.
It is very much like mine within me and I know it.
It turns me completely inside out,
Still fierce with fire under that bed of grey doubt.
Still hot as a lover's passion when it parts the storm clouds to shine.
Yes April I am assured that your sun is much like mine.
So April I do, I see. 
In your light is where I need to be.
This is where I need to focus.
Hopeful now for I know that nothing is hopeless.
It is here and now that I raise my head
from the muck and mire of years past dead.
Here and now clawing mud from the pit of my eyes to see.
April my statement is that Im going to be free.
Like your sun sometimes immaculate in the sky,
Im going to live more for me and be free or die.
I accept the responsibility of success, so I'll try.
And will rest my weary thoughts without inquiring into why?
Why?   Why? Why it all came to be as it did.
I don't know but the best I can do is change how I live.
I wont be selling my cherished ideals,
Im no longer poor.
I wont be pawning off my outbursts
for a cheap pop no more.
Because I need more. More baby, more.
And I know where I need to go.
To kick-start my throbbing heart,
I'm digging back to my roots to grow.
So while your leaves stream upward
and tulips glow from their bulbs,
I'll stand outside myself again, 
fully content to be exposed.
April, I can grow with you now, knowing that I know,
I left myself behind a long time ago.  
But that's o.k.,  somehow i'm thinking WOW! 
I've always dwelled somewhere other than here and now. .
I'm here now though, its crazy,
I sense that I may be fine.
For the love I lost has found me again, 
revealing it's almighty face in mine.


Details | Lyric | |

It's Easter

Woke up this morning, in my home all alone
Set up your picture, in the hall by the phone
I glanced at the kids faces, hanging there on the wall
Dropped to my knees and prayed, there in the hall

I looked out in the yard, through the kitchen window
Saw white and yellow tulips, blooming beside our broken home
And there on the table, set the empty Easter baskets
Oh! Now my heart is filled, with all of my regrets

Today the sun is shining down, on the yard so bright 
The grass is all new, looking so fresh and green
Oh! darling It's Easter, It's Easter
Last night you packed and left, after our terrible fight
Oh! but darling, you have to know 
That those words, I didn't mean
Darling It's Easter, It's Easter

Now I'm standing here knee deep, in this bed of  flowers
As my eyes start to drop tears, down like April showers
Oh! darling I can't bare, being alone on this Easter day
My God  please open your eyes, and turn around today

I know now, that I've been taking you for granted
But if you come back, I promise I'll be the man you wanted 
For this is to be, one of the happiest days of the year
But darling you left because of me, and now I shed these tears

Today the sun is shinig down, on the yard so bright 
The grass is all new, looking so fresh and green
Oh! darling It's Easter, It's Easter
Last night you packed and left, after our terrible fight
Oh! But darling, you have to know 
That those words, I didn't mean
Darling It's Easter, It's Easter


Details | Lyric | |

Sunrise

Erotic ecstasy in sensual bliss.
A thousand emotions delivered by a kiss.
You made me feel you, though my heart tried to object.
Your soul spoke to mine and you were the subject.
The core of my heart must now be replaced.
Sentenced to a life, partially erased.
But my mind still swears the knowledge
of where my heart stands.
It is in your hands.
You are the biggest wall to ever stand before me.
I cannot knock you down, for I have no more strength.
I have tried and tried again 
but you have conquered my every wind.
Your cruelty ate my love.
Tell me, how did it taste?
So as I stand in your path now
look me in my face.
Fall into my eyes and drift into your weakness.
For our connection is stronger than words.
we need not figure out the rest.
We are the same as we are meant to be as one.
You believe that you will win
but the moon cannot beat the sun.
Throughout creation, time and time again.
We shall float away together, and neither shall win.
You cannot tell me that you do not care
for I know better.
You will not disappear for my soul will not be scattered.
You broke me once as you attacked by surprise.
But I am now ready, for the sun to set there must be sunrise.
So please will you finally give in too 
and watch it with me?
For my sun is not the same without you.


Details | I do not know? | |

Forgive

Forgive the sun that didn't shine,
The sky had asked her in to dine.

Forgive the stars that heard your wish,
The moon prepared their favorite dish.

Forgive the rain for its attack,
The clouds have tears they can't hold back.

Don't hate the birds 'cause they are free,
Don't envy all the things they see.

Don't block the wind, but hear its cry,
Or else that wind may pass you by.

Forgive the storm it means no harm,
Could not resist showing its charm.

Forgive the earth that never turns,
Don't hate the sun, because too much burns.

Life intends to not cause pain,
The flowers bloom from all the rain.

The storm will come and it will pass,
The sun that shines, it grows the grass.

The wind it cannot help but cry,
The stars at night light up the sky.

Forgive the world in which we live,
We'll all find peace if we forgive.


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I Am Grateful

As the surf breaks with the morning sun giving light,
Reds and oranges against a sea of unending blue,
I am reminded of the beauty here in my life.
I am reminded of the beauty which is you.

I have sought many days to only arrive at this conclusion now
Thoughts coming to fruition as the new colorful sun ascends.
I recognize the cycle of life represented by each new day
And the many chances, with you, to make amends.

Oh, my love, I cannot compare you to this vision of loveliness.
For this even pales to the beauty, the forgiveness you share.
Thank you for allowing me hope again, opportunity
To witness your splendor, to know that you care.

God may have made scenery for all to appreciate and share
But you, never, will I again offer unto the rest, for their view.
I am grateful and sorry, my love, for all my misgivings
My every thought from now on, is always of you.


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cold black skies

broken moons and shattered stars
dark cold days no more sunshine rays
days and nights pass by so fast staring threw my looking glass
cold dark nights leak acid rain theres no more sun just all this pain
loneliness is all i have gained
the days are hot but there is no sun feeling like the darkness has won
black dark eyes without a care a dark cold heart with so much dispare
frozen lakes rivers too the ski is no longer blue
the sun don't shine the birds wont sing
a fallen angel with a broken wing
make the sun shine so bright 
bring back the stars that make the night
sing me a song with so much love
open my heart to the light above
fly for me and be my star
please look after me where ever you are
be my sun that lights my path
be my moon that lights the night ski
be the wind that passes me by
so please no more broken moons and shattered stars
no more feelings of emptiness inside
its only the wind passing me by.


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Lastly

Lastly, the light, curry sun falling
against the walls, against your eyes
has washed out the fire we carry, ignite
and tired our thoughts left to smoke
We sit, Indian style, toes touching in kind
while we blessedly breathe, while we hold and exhale
all the words which we wilted and bruised and impressed
with aggression befitting of wolves
Love, in the room, while the sun floats away
to enlighten the world, the other side of the world,
while we sleep off our grievances, old and contrived
by two vividly thinking creations
Lastly, the kiss, to the full moon's delight
in full recompense, in full forgiveness
to white wash the wind and expose gentleness
and leave us in passionate sleep...


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Sangfroid and the Sun

Sangfroid savors the sun while strolling.
The hills are steep and rolling.
The wind is calmly blowing.
Her skin is glowing.
The spirit knowing,
It sees the other side.
Alternative life,
Reality, and the knife.
Sangfroid sings songs. 
She made them up along the way.
Tonight is the night.
Today is the day.
Sangfroid savors the sun while strolling.
The seeds of love she is sowing.
What is strange is her roaming.
The joy cannot be stolen.
Her life golden.
In her hand she is holding,
Her offering.
Consciousness of lightning,
Thunder in her toes,
Only the Lord knows.
It is the only thing the world cannot see,
The God in me.
Sangfroid strolls to the stream.
The birth of a grand dream.
It is easy  for her to see.
It is the nectar,  Truth then beauty.