Best Preserved Poems

On a smoky grey October dusk
ensnared by a timeless musk
my heart met those dulcet tides
mellows engulfing it in strides.

A frivolous soul I'd always been
a quarter of this world I'd seen
yet the universe felt strikingly adrift
my spirits looking for a stellar shift.

I stumbled upon an obsolete...

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In motion through all spiritual existence,

my warm, cool, tendrils leave a trail through long distance

under the shadows of the cosmos in peaceful coexistence.

I sigh with devotion, the beauty nature has become with my assistance.

I touch and caress you without any resistance.


I look at creation, a...

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A canopy of flowers
     'neath a shady bower

   Exquisite weather
     for a life together

   We pledge our oath
     in solemn troth

   Happiness preserved
    ...

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When I wonder in those days counting look
Smelling love's scent ever painted leaves hold
In barren variation i did took
A stem from the tree that never grows old.

Against present hours do i fortify
The urge to reveal grace of such account
That none of their faces can home...

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He did not see her there
She had no time to stop
Fate at the intersection
Two paths forever cross
The ending dealt to each
Gone without last words
Living forever in memory
Now as spirit preserved...

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Pickled like gherkins in vinegar

Crystallised forever in sugar

Set and translucently Jellied ...

Hung like smoked, salted meat

Pigments crushed from earth
brushes from fine animal hair

Is it because they freeze
the sitter's image which

survived as the best image 
of the sitter for millineums?

Linseed oil Egg tempera hand
mixed by devoted...

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When (Clive Staples) C. S. Lewis
met Joy Gresham, a Jewess, 
he had questioned his faith in God.
She gently proved his doubt was flawed. 

Later in his book, …Grief Observed
Lewis writes of what Joy preserved.
Changed by what he had learned of pain,
from his wife who gave...

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Your Love
has become
the arid rose, that I preserved
from that day, when I was Ill.
You brought them then, when your love was most pure


Do you remember that warm, delicious glow
Summer

We lay in the grass soaked with dew
staring at the stars, crickets singing
as crickets often do
We lay...

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As if Old Father Time cast down his hoary gaze
to shed a tear of amber upon the world,
to freeze on canvas this instant of perfection,
this loving shadowplay of aged man and young girl.
She sits so small, a china and alabaster doll
wrapped up in the tepid...

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“Dragons don’t live up to the talk. 
I’ll find a way to fix the wagon”,
Opined the jealous Jabberwock,
“Of the scaly, lummox dragon.” 

This foul fiend then, most inhumanely, 
Pausing to munch a trembling snack
As his mind careened insanely,
Planned to seize the Chinese Zodiac.

“I’ll knock that...

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the book of Esther embodies the courage and the willingness to take a stance
for such a time as this to be positioned by God and to take a chance
yet the situation in society today is not all that much different in fact
with political machinations and...

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PRESERVED FOR POSTERITY
awesome sensations
 compliant
 rapid
prodigious
astonishing

a visceral
  drifting into irrelevance
a cluster
  of strange nostalgia
 into memorys lane
a fragility
  of existence
fusing emotion

a meditation
  on mortal
 summoning subtlety
with a distracting
aura

such allusions
  of grandiosity
manipilated
  recalled
    by
      experience

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma...

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For even you have heard
Bless your birth
Down here on earth
Bless be your eyes
Your heart painted our skies
You are the first
Journey finding was worth
Created lands
Your loving hands
You see
Far beneath
Indeed You hear
Through each tear
It shows
Your love does grow
Memories remain
Through each and every change 
Graphting
Drafting
Penciling the art
Fine lines...

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A thing for tomorrow reserved
Is a thing for today preserved:
The still-unused has not one served
The pleasure from saving: 'Deserved'

With things for tomorrow reserved
One's strength has been, somehow, conserved
And - some don't know - one's health preserved;
For tomorrows pains drugs reserved.

The Reserved is often preserved
And, there,...

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Day bids goodbye
Night stands by
All is kept
After nature slept...

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