There are those who make the wind speak.
There are those who call the act of painting big stories
a “carnival”—
adding color,
setting things in motion,
talking it through,
drawing people in.
It all begins with a single pencil,
a grand carnival of rage and hope.
The boat drifts in still waters,
nothing more emerging,
the wind no longer blowing—
adrift in the open sea.
This time it’s truly over,
this time he must stop drawing.
Even when creating small stories meant to bring closure,
it never truly ends.
It’s only an attempt to erase the lingering regret of CG.
And yet,
from somewhere,
the wind begins to blow again.
The wind pushes the boat forward,
toward a new carnival.
There were people waiting for it.
People searching for answers in the wind,
awaiting the start of the carnival.
They are swept up,
delighted by the swirling wind,
and on their way home after the night of the carnival,
they talk about the wind—
about today’s,
and about the next
wind to come.
Categories:
cg, wind,
Form: Free verse
Washed out to Sea
By Dilly Dally and Christopher Grieves
First line DD, second line CG and so on
Save my soul, I'm washed out to sea
I need the lights of a harbour to beckon me
Gasping for breath, in a bedraggled state
As the wild wind decides my ultimate fate
Swallowed up by the dark but emerge by the shore
A stranger to land and with sea-legs no more
Conflicted and confused by my second chance
Do I pray, do I sing, do I walk, do I dance?
I had thought that the sea would carry me home
Yet I stand with new landscape; fresh pastures to roam
The life I could live now plainly in view
New path lined with hope for my heart to pursue
Categories:
cg, sea,
Form: Rhyme
Our Love Song
As the moon and the sun
Dance around the skies
Our love and fates
Are forever intwined
My love for you
Will last until the heavens
Are nor more.
Happy anniversary my Love!
To CG, my missing half found!
Tom R
8-21-20
Categories:
cg, anniversary, celebration, engagement, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
You are the Sun,
The Moon,
And the Stars
In my sky of Life
Shining brightly
And guiding me home
To your Love
To my CG
Categories:
cg, blessing, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
My Love for you
Fills my soul
From top to bottom
And side to side
Not only filling every crevice
But permeating all that is me
Ever present and ever wondrous
Your Love for me
Source of comfort
Nourishing like mother’s milk
Strengthening me
Addicting and intoxicating
Joy like no other
A blessing that I could never deny
Our Love for each other
A magical, mystical bond
That bridges distance and time
And like gravity
A constant attraction
That tugs at our hearts
And molds two hearts into one
I love you CG
Tom Rutherford
February 9, 2018
Categories:
cg, appreciation, blessing, i love
Form: Free verse
3000 Times: a Poem of Passion for S
3000 times… or more…
much more, my love,
I have gazed at your nakedness
with lustful adoration
3000 times… or more…
I have kissed your sweet breasts,
drawn to your flesh,
craving your amorous embrace
3000 times… or more…
much more…
I have stroked you to ecstasy,
the sight and sound of your delight
driving my desire
3000 times... or more…
lying between your silken limbs,
I have entered a carnal paradise,
our bodies entwined
in intimate abandon
3000 times… or more…
I have held you,
my lips on your lips,
my body deep in yours…
and wanting to stay there forever
3000 times… or more…
we have come together,
my ardour bursting inside you,
our juices mingling
in blissful union
Such delicious couplings of
devotion and desire.
May they continue…
till the end of our days, my love.
CG (Dec, 2015)
Categories:
cg, beauty, body, happiness, inspiration,
Form: Blank verse
Popcorn is ready
The lights are turned down real low
The movie begins
Old cheesy black and white show
Scary, but gives you a smile
No CG, just props
See the wires on the ship
Tiny miniatures
Sparklers are used for rockets
Rubber suits for monsters
Eerie music plays
NO! Don't look behind that door.
Suspense is the key
See the shadow on the wall
A blur,. the monster is there
No blood and no gore
Just a good honest scaring
And a laugh or two
No better way to enjoy
A night cuddled on the couch
Categories:
cg, funny
Form: Free verse
Every Mother, wants to be remenber for her children
transference the mirror of our minds the blood that runs
through our viens the two or many hearts in our viens.
the nourshment of pardise the Mothers of all is all
not one but all and yes now America is the Mother of
all and first stands in New york the Lady yes Lady Liberty
is the creators Lady his daughter his Love his baby that
cried in his mind his Baby. Father of all. In Wars of World
In year of 1900 ////AD now CG the creator good Well Good
Categories:
cg, caregiving, devotion, faith, father,
Form: Ballad