A cabin in the pines, it’s been years
It resembles what I remember even as it appears
On New Year’s Adam, it begins to snow
(It was Adam before Eve as you know)
Northern Wisconsin calls me home again
Old memories awaken as night thoughts do stem
The oil lamp flickers on nostalgia’s hem
Blank paper awaits: from old yarns that’ve been spun
Outside winter dances in a frigid hush
Inside warmth permeates
Then a gentle knock, and the silence it breaks
An old friend, a familiar face illuminated by fire light
(Is it a second chance at love at first sight?)
Guided by love, and family’s guiding vane
She enters, seeking warmth and to explain
How loneliness shaped her and years we can’t ignore
We talk of days we once shared afore
Our laughter echoing through the snowy hours
Tonight, no passion, only a friendship’s bowers
God’s presence felt, our presences collide
The fruit of The Spirit towards which we both stride
I honor the woman she has grown to be
The full spectrum of her muliebrity
Through grace and time, His love for us is known
God has guided our paths (to us previously unknown)
"Im not doing this because you told me to
Im doing this because I feel sorry for you"
No, you don't.
You want love.
You want acceptance.
You're scared it isn't real
Scrapes and bare bones wilting in your soul
Waiting for your joy to steal
No home to call your own
The eyes are windows to a world inside
You wanna hide
Keep away
Ur led astray
These hands do not feed
They take
Then convince you are the bag dog
A stray alley cat deserves scraps
How about that?
Now I feed myself luxurious banquests
I CANT breathe at the end
I endulge and indulged, but now suddenly with the banquet
You find yourself reaching out a hand?
When I had scrapes and you were prepared for?
Choke on the salty essence of your tears
Shadows gnawing at our soul
Being guards on patrol
Scurrying like blind mole
Sunset shadows long
Anxiety build and strong
Questions that don’t belong
Loving family caring bond
Sailing spirits on silver pond
Memories so deep and fond
Departed leaves eyes wet
Our hearts never will forget
See the dancing silhouette
Waiting souls to reunite
Coming with bright light
On that glorious starlit night
Whatever the case it may be, step forth
And let me love
Who is he to judge you and I
As long as we were joined by our senses
We are prone to mistakes
Let us reunite
And act as if the lexeme yesterday
Never existed in the jargon of time
So will be last and before
Let how we overcome our impediments define us
Allow me to be the cover
And I will not without any hesitation like before
Allow you to start the chapters
Let joy and happiness take control until you and I perish
[In Loving Memory of Pam and Roger Schulte]
Love can be found in the heavens up high,
Look up to visit them, and be their guest-
As these two rings reunite in the sky.
Even if not seen by the human eye,
These two lovers meet in an angel's nest-
Love can be found in the heavens up high.
The fingers of these two angels now tie,
Having prevailed through every mortal test-
As these two rings reunite in the sky.
Their love still remains true; and they both sigh
As their hearts now beat in a single chest-
Love can be found in the heavens up high.
To ringing bells, now hand in hand they fly;
In wedding clothes, they are forever dressed-
As these two rings reunite in the sky.
With this precious thought, let our eyes now dry;
For to have known them, we've truly been blessed.
Love can be found in the heavens up high,
As these two rings reunite in the sky.
© 2017
Embrace, young lovers,
Find shadows and hide,
Hold close, caress,
And watch the moon glide;
Pet with abandon
While ignoring the fear
That each breathless moment
Brings midnight too near.
Yes, cuddle, recline,
His chest for a pillow,
Share whispers and muse
In the veil of that willow,
But know to be home
Well before dawn,
So rush, young lovers
Across that dark lawn,
Then stroll, nonchalant,
To her door in the night:
Kiss and dread hours
‘Til hearts reunite.
A beautiful rainbow, a familiar domain
aligning two hearts together again
like a volcanic explosion
a burst of hot flames
a burning deep within
a rush of emotions
flowing rain drops
drowning my every vein
anticipation of a special someone
thought never to be seen again
so surreal the feeling within me
a journey back in time
to a beautiful first love
found twice in a lifetime
In just three days a strong wind
and then the hurricane
will reunite fire with water
the signs of two hearts design
three days to reunite
a young love at first sight
three days to reunite
the sun and moon.
My soul like a balloon
My entire life I've had my balloon
I have yet to let it go
My balloon meant the world to me
My pure essence, being
My balloon defined me
He left and never returned
In shock my balloon escaped my grasp
Slowly it drifted off toward heaven
In the distant sky
My balloon
My soul
Disappeared into thin air
Squinting I try to keep my eyes locked on it
Months go by and I continue to look up
Gazing into the light blue sky as the sun sets each day
I continue to stare as the sky darkens, and stars twinkle
The sun rises once more
My eyes lose sight of my soul
The balloon, irreplaceable
The sun
The moon
The stars
Ocean, land and air
The earth holds my souls entire essence
My brother is now one with the earth
His absence hallows my human body
The balloon left me for him
Are souls couldn't be apart
Soon, me and you will reunite
Both dressed in black but never in white
Because black symbolises a dark, gloom, mystery
For I know not your secrets and you know not my history
It's funny how our lives seem not to infuse together
Your origins are much different compared to mine
Our universes however intertwine
For the matter in which we both are standing lies intact with love as its bond
A hidden love, unpropelled and held into your soul
For greed still remains although we're freed or so we think
Our links embroiled in a civil war
Civil in a sense that we are one
A man and wife, a tribe, race, nation
You see it not I know but sometime we all have to go
For temporarily we live, believe, decieve or recieve a nature
A human nature, that makes us conceive and act on our cerebation
An incarnation of a death star
Celebration of a nation held by pessimism and hate
Most of the time we find we're too late.
So I say think, manifest, reinvest and be happy for life is short
And we are a sport of our own temptation.
I'm counting the stars
until we reunite, nothing
like having you in my life.
I thought I saw a glimpse
of you here in heaven, but
it was just my mind playing
tricks on me.
I spoke to God
I asked him will
you be joining me
real soon...
Cause I can't live
without you.
He replied with a smile
as he open his arms, and
to my surprise there you
were as beautiful as I first
you on Earth.
We embraced as we cried
of our love so divine.
Now we get to spend an eternity
together, where this time death
can't separate us...
In love forever, and ever,
and ever.
Written by: Poet Shi
WE’LL ALL REUNITE IN TIME
Fame, wealth, prestige, and wild women
For too long were my passions of life.
One day I found sweet liberation
When God gave my heart to my wife.
33 years we loved one another
Sharing all we possessed and more.
Last year she passed in the middle of night
Never to shadow our door.
I’m sure in rapture, she awaits
For me to arrive in heaven divine.
I’ll miss our children and grandkids too
But we’ll all reunite in time.
By Tom Zart
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