Wliless and while-most are
terms she wishes us to
believe are endearing
One poor who absolutely
Love while
One wealthy seems to understand
Me
Yet neither are the other
In definition
Categories:
soothings, adventure, culture, devotion, math,
Form: Ballade
Wliless and while-most are
terms she wishes us to
believe are endearing
One poor who absolutely
Love while
One wealthy seems to understand
Me
Yet neither are the other
In definition
Categories:
soothings, adventure, culture, devotion, math,
Form: Ballade
My missing you
never stops.
Not since the beginning
when my eyes first saw
your wide almost infinite expanse,
Not since my ears first heard
your angry roars or soft soothings,
Not since
your salty perfume filled my spirit.
Blessed be I
to have made your acquaintance,
oh ocean dear ocean.
Blessed be I.
Categories:
soothings, beauty, love, nature, ocean,
Form: Free verse
Not of love, for love is
hurting
not of war it won't leave me-
standing
sing me a song that sounds like-
lullaby
that will make me nod to every word;
by and by.
sing me a song not of cultural-
rituals
not to remind me of pain sired by
clan habituals
sing me a song of no pity
not this time
let me hear a voice healed by-
taste of time.
let me hear you sing on to a-
jubilant lyric
full of words of adventure
like an epic
culminated in visualized soothings
and calm
as if swayed by breeze and bend subjectively-
like palm.
Sing me a song that has treaded
across the worlds;
and seen and heard and crammed-
words,
sing that i can sleep with
hope in me..
sing me a song my kids would-
love to be...
part of its world wide members
of the band.
Touch hearts with the song, touch-
as much as sand.
Categories:
soothings, introspection, me, song, me,
Form: Rhyme
dedicated to Schonkrieger DMJ
In sunburnt pastures far and flowing,
Your love is an angels's mandolin
Which soothes such things as soothings seek,
Our hands enmeshed midst that verdure's 'spanse
A fateful union fated, frenzied,
Tho now entranced in pleasing rest...
And Autumn then would kiss his Spring,
And all that bounty know,
Adrift 'pon Idyll's em'rald tide
Of Love and of endless loving's dream...
Fair Rose of Black , that sweet embrace,
Coronal jewel of all my wanting,
How breathless I behold you
Whom all my sighs ensnare!
For I'd the Sun a captive make
As lamp unto my bleedful soul-
'Tis yours, my Dawn!
My sweet Love's Dream,
As Crown Prince of my heart's estate
'Tho the Heavens drop, I'll hold you...
Categories:
soothings, devotion, love, passion, sweet,
Form: Blank verse