As we tread softly, our foot prints in the sand
Feelings, deep in my heart, of true love divine
Soft kisses bestowed, upon a trembling hand.

Nobody noticed…
Nobody noticed that the rain was rising...
As the sun was falling

Nobody noticed…
Nobody noticed that the birds did not fly...
Nor did critters crawl

Nobody noticed...

A mist of morn poured golden fog
Over a sanctuary of autumn reds
A congregation of earth’s faithful
Gathering like children into a bed

The woods for fall to slumber upon

With lacquered twinkle of eyes
I dawn my passionate red robe
Barefoot in overgrown feelings
Hair down to erase what I face
Striking a pose for the camera
Full length anguish in my jest

Humility is a blossoming heart
A rose gently unfolding grace
An action and reaction stirring
A soul print of God’s embrace

The indelible desire to inspire
To permeate the walls of man

Just one man
full of wonder, man.
With beauty in the
eye of the beholder.

Hot
crimson blood
boiling, rising, bubbling,
in your veins, man.

You begin to write,
and all I want to do

Orange foliage cascading on roads
Extinguishing summer’s passions
Fall winds rising with golden eyes
Inviting feet to kick up their heels
In leaves rising like embers of red

I miss her complaining
Makes me cry in my beer
I’m so miserable without her
It’s as if she’s still here

My pickup and coon dog
Give me a lil’ bit of cheer

Winds of change have earth off course
Our solar system pleads for a divorce
World pull out, like a global umbrella
Shifting times, hear the storm bellow
Inside out and torn between parents

Unforgivable is what I said.
When I thought I was dying,
you went to sleep, you went to bed.

Assuming that it was all in my head,
I remember now,
unforgivable is what I said.

Submerged into an African river
An elephant’s magnitude rested
In silent pools of sepia pigment
Drawing so close to innocence
To the loving embrace of a child
Clothed in her baptismal gown

Goodbye is difficult.

It is bitter.

Sad.

A torture.

A slapstick comedy,

A parody of a promise,

A pleasantry exchange.

Tiresome and hurtful.

But, right in the middle

Winter wings against stillness
Blue skies debut crystal lace
A marathon of winter artists
Hieroglyphics on earth’s face

Messages spun into powder
The breath of clouds aglow

~The Tide~

Effortlessly you are suspended,
As the waves now beneath you rise,
And fall as they gently rock you.
With arms outreached you close your eyes.

Suddenly the current shifts,

The way I think now
compared to how I used to,
I was blind
and now I can see.
Patterns form in my mind
words create shapes,
meanings,
a whole new language I've learnt
piece by piece

You won.
But, you won years ago
it was never a competition
for me.
I was not in the race,
at all.
You were the best
he thought he could get.
Ironic
isn't it.

Before the sun comes out every morning
I hear a sound of a woman’s mourning
There in her bed longing for someone
Remembering the memories of her man

Today, is just the same as yesterday

If you kiss a poet

similes will slide smooth as silk

over your lips

and metaphors will glide like honey

down your throat,

toward the sweet of your heart.

Youth pounds, pulses, throbs
Everything black or white,
Never gray.

Now! This minute!
Empassioned life or agonizing death
Total disarray.

Must have this,
Go faster, do more, use it up!

I once was loved
I felt it deep.
I once was known
Oh, it was sweet.
I once had passion
It filled my soul.
But then I felt it go
It happened but it was slow.