It visits the mind
Here in my bed where I rest my bones
It meanders through the avenues
Bypasses and fly overs
These thoughts of love
Here in my bed with me.
The mind like a sieve
Filters the moments and the fun
That I have shared.
It separates the hard times
Letting the good times leak
The feeling is good.
A moment or two visits the heart
Waters flow to it
For a second the heart is marshland
Where the feelings hold for a while
The reeds naturally filter the waters
What escapes is clean and aerated.
Lovely is the feeling
In the mind I recycle again
To recall each moment I shared.
Deep into the forest of yesterday
I journey into the labyrinth
The feeling is enchanting.
Thought after thought I journey
Deep and deep I go
For I remember yesterday.
I journey so far away
Without knowledge
I am fast asleep
her little taffeta white suit and blue piping
a hat tilted just so with her dark curls flowing
around her face and down her back
white gloves in hand with shoes and bag to match
little bit of cherry lipstick against her
alabaster skin eyes the color of Robin eggs
open wide in search of her hero
down the plank she walks along with all
the other war brides
do you see him Mom he is that handsome tall
slender army officer in uniform with the black
wavy hair and that beautiful smile
he has been waiting for you for such a long
time now
their eyes meet his arms open wide and
she runs to him
one journey is over and now for all eternity
another journey begins
the two of them together loving holding and
sharing until...
In memory of my beloved Mother
love u
The word love you ,really touch the soul.
As it came straight through her heart.
Praise i gave her was true from my heart.
So the word came straight though my heart.
To here the word love u,from her heart .
Was great thing to here for my heart.
I felt the real love for me ,when i here
the word love u,
was like continuous ringing of bell
in my heart.
It was journey of true love,to talk
With a girl of true heart,i went
on to journey of life,
when i talked about love.
The love she bestowed upon with her touch,
was soothing for my soul.
love you ,she said to me was the
real love to feel for my heart.
May your gift expand like our spiraling universe
Being placed on paper, internet, or in the sand
Flung out amongst the stars to shine brightly
Touching on the heart and lives of many
When your cup has overflowed into the sauce
Of plenty may it flow onto the print and touch
On the lives of many
May your journey continue like the stars
Filled with blessings near and far
May your sauna be warm and moist
To relax the tension and inspiration thrust
May your days be filled with love
And your nights pieced with relaxing dreams
Until your quilt is fully finished and you
Sleep the sleep of the kings
Then your journey to other stars be fast
And very productive where you rule,
Reign, and kingdoms build that are magnificent
And splendid
Where all is joy, peace, and love forever in it
This journey of mine
Written By Dean Masciarelli
January 31, 2010 (12:42am)
This journey of mine
Has been a long one
And I am truly grateful
That I am still around
But some of my friends
Have already passed on
Way before it should
have been
There time to move on
And it is really hard to
believe
That they are gone
Yet there spirits will
always live on
in this heart of mine
until it is my time to
leave this earth behind
“Looking for her”
Wearied by this journey long, so many times so hopeful wrong
When will I find that soul so pure, she’ll become for me a wanderers cure
I feel you out there seeking me; do not loose hope I’m here you’ll see
Hold fast my love despite your fears I’ll find you soon worth all our tears
They say a love like ours a myth… I ask nothing less I can’t resist
Embrace this hope, your love for me; I’ll seek you through eternity
The thought of finding you it seems beyond my hopes well past my dreams
I need you angel, need you so much to sooth my anguished heart to touch
At last together the dreams we’ll chase two lovers wrapped in warm embrace
At long last as our eyes first meet, well know.. begins our journey sweet
Ill look for you within my sleep, and whisper promises that you might keep
May angels guide to me to home you’ll never have to be alone
To hold you close all through the night we wake entwined to morning light.
Though winter comes and kingdoms fail our love endures it will prevail.
When I find… my journey cease, this weary poet will have found his peace.
APOM
Lawrence Schrank
A castle filled with light
Love and laughter
Trees that whispered
Faeries that sing
With beauty and delight
Aquila and Moondust
The last night at Heartstone
A feast in the Great Hall
That such love
Is within us all
A journey has begun
In soft dawn light
The early sun
Took away the night
The Kings and Queens
Gave them a Shadowfire
As for the Heartstone
It has always been with them
It is seen
Every day
In their love
Softly glowing
A journey has begun
In soft dawn light
Moondust upon her horse
Aquila and his longbow
Of magic
Of nature
and golden sun
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