Suns Poems

How do you know your alive? 

I know first and foremost I am alive because my heartbeat says so 
because we all have the tenacity to grow 
We know we're alive because we love 
Our hearts have the capacity to...Read More

Aroused the velvetine peeks
son of suns lain hues of pink
seren'd to soothe
in scent'd glow
hellish bent
a sentence sent

hath death not life
in dreams now went
sight beheld
hath not been lent

a stop, the door
held firm, to place
caressed to fear
not lost
in-human race

braced within
a virgin's breeze
offer'd...Read More

New buds of color gently caress Mother Earth
Poking from lowdown extending up out of dirt
Wiley unruly sensing the suns’ call to bloom
Flowers pushing up petals spreading over doom...Read More

Let it be before I go from where I've seen moons after moons,
crescent and full; let memories carve yellow suns on the 
dark-skinned children, polishing them with sweat and sea salt 
to surface their natural oils. Let me see them...Read More

On an azure expanse without prospect or sail
        the debris of my ship rent asunder from gale
            as I float, the last...Read More

A billion blazing Suns that shine for me,
One heart beats within their symphony…
My eyes expand to the morning glimmer,
For sorrows fade a decrescending dimmer…

Splendour is their shine of Eternal Elysium,
Fulgor fusion fires of hydrogen into helium…
Luminosity lusters of a beacon...Read More

Warning - contains innuendo and fun



For a man of the cloth, our dear vicar
is not very partial to clothes
He is almost allergic to trousers
and y-fronts get right up his nose.

Ev’ry Sunday as he climbs in the pulpit
(where the choir boys...Read More

For a man of the cloth, our dear vicar
is not very partial to clothes
He is almost allergic to trousers
and y-fronts get right up his nose.

Ev’ry Sunday as he climbs in the pulpit
(where the choir boys are sitting below)
His meat and...Read More

Hanging like a scapular,
your memory haunts my dreams

You clothe my thoughts in joyous warmth
my lonely voice to scream…

“I live inside your shadowed love
afraid new suns will shine

“The darkness my heart yearns to keep,
 all new light—minus thine”

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020) 
...Read More

Mission Control, this is Flight Z924693744, do you read?
We're having some technical trouble. How should we proceed?

We have spotted a planet, that appears to be suitable to abort;
But, to return to earth, we will need an alternate transport.

The Capsule Communicator...Read More

It was the weekend, and I was sleeping late that day,
Alone with the morning, while savoring marvels of May.

As I drowsed luxuriantly, at the outskirts of dreams,
I heard a strange sound, while soaking in gay sunbeams!

The sound came from my...Read More

Let’s remove one rose, two roses, there roses
Every rose wrapping you like a grape vine 
And leave them on the bedside to repose  
Until the moon is stripped by the sunshine. 

A wind blow may dress you quite fine,...Read More

Our life a dazzling dream and the death a new arrival,

there is no end and never was a begginning.

Thousand centuries will gone

and will leave faint signs in the breaths of time,

thousand suns will light up and will burst

and unexpected visitors...Read More

They had kept me imprisoned there for three full days,
In that sparse, solitary room, of scarce sunshine rays.

Having good food to eat, had never been a problem; 
They brought hot meals, but the problem was boredom!

At least, they had the...Read More

"Whose woods these are I think I know" - Robert Frost

                         ~

So soft and silent 'midst...Read More

          
           Your eyes are mine
            suns,
   ...Read More

I used to cry at the littlest of things;
Upon rethinking this what does it really bring;
Mystic Misty rather cloudy rays;
My tears flow down my face;
Like a raging storm amidst the suns glaze;
Down flows on  downflo unto my intimate space;
And...Read More

~ In memory of Herman Melville, who lived a similar darkness to my own ~

               ~

The day star hisses,
       ...Read More

Barren and bloody,
    I have dreamed of death ...
      I have stood beneath the sea of suns,
       Heaven's raw wound gaping to swallow me,

  ...Read More

I've lived on this planet for five years now,
In deafening silence, that's peaceful somehow.

The moment we crashed, seemed almost a dream;
Stars twinkled above the clouds pink and cream.

We landed in tranquil waters, quite luckily,
And left our craft at the bottom...Read More

All things can tempt me from the verse I need to write:
Even the dishes can sway me from my plight.
The rain, it’s lashing hard upon the window pane.
It’s stopped - I’ll write. No! There it goes again.
Could it be I’m...Read More

In the cemetery walks the wind;
Trees move seems like out of the way;
As the sun escorts it's whelm;
Funny little birds running out cross grasses play;


walks cemetery winds...


Tenderly the gravestones sit;
Those marble stones tandem large;
Up upon the rays of sun hit;
Hard...Read More

The Hero, Raven, Poe And First Encounter,
Part Two , Of Three, Dedicated To Master Poe 
 
 Dying massive suns, exploding black moons,
loaded guns, death arriving far too soon.
Anguish, oozing pain, sad pitiful cries
rotting remains, under pallid grey skies,
Crimson puddles...Read More

So often you have fear of what I did
with thoughts way deep inside from days of youth.
But darling I must ask you to forgive
because the love I have’s the only truth.

So often you have fear that love gets killed.
You cannot...Read More

I stood on the cobbled street
at midnight - gentle wafts of the Cassis vineyards
dancing on air, mixing, not unpleasantly,
with the bite of late December,
(reminding me fondly of my days writing in Paris,
and the trips my love and I made
to the...Read More