blue shadows
laden boughs
snow coldness
1/14/2024
Give me a smile, that I may build on your assurance,
Kiss me, that I may have to thy kind heart entrance,
Love me less, and see how tumultuous life could be,
Give thy command, and see my loyalty to thee.
In thine absence, mine heart cannot from thee depart;
A moment's departure would rend my world apart.
I recall that very day I beheld thy face;
A lasting memory I will forever retrace.
That Sunday when thine eyes did my emotions disarm;
The day mine heart responded to thy Love's alarm,
The day you sat upon mine heart's epicentre,
To govern my feelings from their very centre.
Josephine my love, I bequeath my self-will to thee,
Let me thy world share, and make thine own tumults mine,
And come in to my own world, for all I have is thine.
the random residue of sunken shadows
retrieves an image of the light gone by
an effigy ashen faced and smouldering
glows tenderly upon the silhouette of time
yet another curve ball of molten assertion
distorts impressions on the transient mold
pinnacles opine to differ from ground zero
tapestries’ memories fragment figments
of imagination attempt to reassemble
the waning half-moon of false composure
serrated edges compress to bursting point
the vigil at closed gates of no return
defended by cross bows skulls targets
missed opportunities and flightless arrows
in anticipation of another haunted day
when sleep refrains from comfort
night stallions call for spurs and whip
a rodeo of mental injuries displays
with comfortless numbed precipitation
the viscous sweat of solutions out of reign
yet she gathers remnants of an outline
a contour of sanity clothed in disguise
puts another log on her ice-cold fire
sheds a frozen tear on course to exposition
grasps a tinder olive branch of feeble hope
decides to die at last and wishes to forget
01st August 2021
Wrapped in a bubbling liquid sack I grew,
zero vision for my tiny eyes hazel blue,
all I'd seen-- a dark floating tube to breathe,
I heard muffled voices again beginning to seethe.
Calmed by a gentle touch of love on stormy nights,
I awaited to find it the day I'd step into lights.
Ah! Pulled out into blinding white flashing sheets,
a beautiful world welcomed my racing naive heartbeats.
She cocooned me with love in her warm shivering arms,
velvet touch into my existence whispers with charms,
my blue eyes sparkle in a topaz gleam of soothing hope,
her finger holds my tiny hand with a promise to cope.
Assurance flows from her honeyed voice I have known
in mother's mellowed lullabies for nine months I've flown,
she wraps me in a starry blanket of warm cozy delight,
my beady eyes shine with wonder as I cuddle her tight.
July 22, 2020
JUST A MOMENT Poetry Contest
Sponsor: John lawless
~Winner: 13th Place
Oh throw off now the virus swarms
This too shall pass like a wild storm
Different ways of lifestyle forms
In oneness humans will conform
Look for emerging novel norms
Hopefully help experts perform
Kindness touches all that adorns
Navigating nervously through our natural neighborhood, our native nest away from the noise and neon nightlights
No need for the numerous noxious normality's named nectars of necessity
Neurotic nightmares of numbers and names; knickknacks, nukes, and narrow-minded ways
Nauseating and never-ending
Noble is the nomad; nimble through the netting with no need for its negativity
A new narration away from normal to the nurturing arms of nature
Neutral and nocturnal, novel nuances for the nameless and the neglected seeking nirvana
Negate the noose nudged forward by our nation and nullify the negative, bare naked in numinous nascent
Cheerily blew ocean breeze in beach-park
Till fiery tides climbed bouncing giant rock
Spurred on by the churning clouds hosting dark
As hazy winds ravaged paths on your walk
Rattling lashing gust where fishing boats dock.
Stranger were we, till blinding storm hit blast
Pouring pelting rain on our budding talk,
Waddling needlessly in each other's past--
Alas, like summer rain, our amour faded fast!
Yet I stayed, wooed by nascent azure sky
Charmed anew by rising violet hue
Dispersing vestiges of storm gone by
Enchanting crowds in periwinkle view
As you returned bearing secret you knew
Ready for the prize with smile in your eyes
Admiring beauty in portrait I drew
Starring just you beneath amorous skies
Depicted by my hands sporting romantic highs.
June 28, 2018
Jade scythes
of areca fronds
slice slate air;
Medusa's snakes writhe.
Pewter arrows pierce
my garden.
I sit beneath an eave
pondering
the nascent storm.
Geraniums cloister
like vestal butterflies
in darkening loam
as a multitude
of emerald tufts
bend on the fleeing lawn.
5/12/18
Nascent Eyes
Lost memories of the 80's annoy me
recollections for memoirs are long gone
My tangible sensitivity has decreased
but the emotional kind goes on and on
My senses are faint, weakened by
too many dinners, champagne and new loves
There is no such thing as a superficial centenarian
It's all about the pulse
good rhythm, good blood flow
It's different now, profound and simple
one small rounded fresh face looking up
with nascent, hazel eyes
quivering with each kiss the wind blows
the leaves imitate my life
nascent when on the ground
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