Daydreaming dreaming of the way Two streams join their wet winding and wander to the sea in cohesion Subtleties of shade and temperature mixing and blending, form and content carving its own place in earth Sideglances and back-pedalling last scarcely seconds, as the torrent falls and rolls to the sea In each drop and … Continue reading “Two Streams” a poem
“Mindshift” a poem
Mindshift Mindgame mindwalk Iamforyou youareforme nevermismatchedeverlastlovelong Long Long are the nights without you long are the roads traveled without you and long are the winds that carry the scent of your hair Shall we dance Shall we hold hands Shall we free our demons and watch them wiggle in the night Meet … Continue reading “Mindshift” a poem
“Dance with Me” a poem
A partner so fleet a dance without feet waltzing away to the wind so sweet No fear to look down wave goodby to the ground the band plays "Starstruck", angelic in sound An auburn wahine and a boy oft called "seen" painted a picture, them as king and queen
“Want to Wrestle?” a poem
Deerest, do I fawn? Am I ready? I'm a lap ahead. picturing the smirk of indignation at the suggestion. My romantic persona rises to the occasion. I toss the gauntlet, I raise my coat of arms on the field, I commit to the fight...... never mind. Want to wrestle? Auburn hair and changing eyes deep … Continue reading “Want to Wrestle?” a poem
“Where Is My Bird?” a poem
Sunrise birds jamming to the sun more sounds than should fit in the air breathing melodically saturated air and basking in the renewal the dawn brings I wonder "Where is my bird?" no cages no tethers as we must remain still this time of day I wish I had chains.
“Commensalism” a poem
Generous Fortuna caused us to meet Two long distance runners on cobbled streets Cartwheels and skips without concern While the flatfoots still struggle to learn It may seem, at times, we are matched to run heats but with you or I one shouldn't compete symbiotic, parasitic and mutual ism's can't compare to polar-shifting commensalism
“Energize” a poem
E=mc2 the "House that Jack built" 1000 miles an hour life is for learning the sweet smell of nature "Baby it's bigger than the both of us" whirling dervish, yin and yang always was silver lining the peasants are closest to god with simple dreams supplicating with eyes to the heavens so you say you … Continue reading “Energize” a poem
“Who Guru” a poem
Is it you we are here for? We have a notion of you, from your story or song. You shared so deeply we all felt deep. Fresh from the streets so clear so bright, elegance radiating from words and smile, bringing your message home to our hearts. Blitzkrieg so blazing it sank right in, resistance … Continue reading “Who Guru” a poem
“If Only” a poem
It always seems hard a task out of hand To keep spirits high our moods in command With the passing of time webs are twisted thick Secrets are revealed we learn weakness quick Using what we find we paint the world black To defend our pride we go on attack Our senses are sharp imagining … Continue reading “If Only” a poem
“Note to Self” a poem
In the midst of Winter's dance against a blackened sky the winds will chant with no clouds to break its maddening rant the gods will come to join you If you try to move, you'll find you can't as heaven will its glory plant placing you deep in a trance you'll turn to see yourself … Continue reading “Note to Self” a poem
“Never Learned His Name” a poem
On a walk I met a special man, talked together as well as two souls can With one mind we shared our words today, just to confirm there was nothing to say From a far and distant place, I could tell from the skin of his face Renewed my trust, renewed my faith, we spoke … Continue reading “Never Learned His Name” a poem
“Time” a poem
What time is it? What is it, time? Is it time? What? Time, is it what? It is time
“The Pen Awaits” a poem
The pen awaits my mind wanders the broom calls the dust beckons the paper is blank my thoughts are full all about everything but the paper and pen
“Fuzzy Onesie” a poem
It was a fuzzy onesie Colorful, like a caterpillar might wear A turtle neck and snaky arms Worn and stretched to perfection Attracting me like a bee to a flower Thoughts of cuddling, tumbling, squeezing fill my mind and make me want to say "Honey, do you really have to go?"
“When the World Was Young” a poem
When the world was young, easy to see God's handiwork done; Creation ongoing in every blossom and bloom, Even Winter's darkness held naught of our doom; Dervish whirling, phantasmagorical in hue, everything natal, spring-fresh and new; The feeling of wonder and erotic joy, captured in every rainbow, flower and toy; Vibrating, pulsing in psychedelic repose, … Continue reading “When the World Was Young” a poem
“Selina” a poem
Selina teases from behind her verdant gauze, a blushing sylvan mounting the hypaethral stage. Assiduous votaries occlude all other thoughts, filled with exuberance in their obeisance. Stepping lightly from behind her translucent blind, a refulgent sigil to which no sobriquet is worthy, sheds her panoply and rises to the heavens, while renascent voyeurs, awe-struck, stare. … Continue reading “Selina” a poem
“She Rose” a poem
She rose, large and full over the winter landscape Her refulgence obfuscating her subtle beauty An oft-used looking glass, mounting the heavens Ebullient in her assent, her daily rounds A window to the the soul of the lonely traveller Hopes and fears race across her diaphanous screen A moment in an eternity, as time in … Continue reading “She Rose” a poem
“Inspiration” a poem
What say ye today oh muses? Move my heart, I'll suffer no excuses. Alight my mindstreams tied to diamond moonbeams, Don't be fickle or make me preem on this day of splendid dreams. Rant, dazzle, confound or impart, whatever comes I will surely take to heart.
“When Was Peace-time?” a poem
Was there day a minute a second which passed without bloodshed Certainly not a decade a lifetime or century passed without unthinkable acts I have heard of peace-time, but when was it? After the war to end all wars? Some lives have known peace, but not so our creations Has a minute has passed without … Continue reading “When Was Peace-time?” a poem
“Songbird” a poem
I hear you as the sky brightens tickling my ears with your sweet song With closed eyes I see you clearly wrapped in your aural embrace The melody is familiar twist of an age-old theme heard for the first time a tune of my making The stories you share sparkle my windswept being revealing what … Continue reading “Songbird” a poem
“I Dream” a poem
I dream we are on a high dais, basking in the cosmic rays Overlooking the world, vessel of all souls, we dance Love of life, love of love, championing the refulgence of Beauty Lighter of darkness, caster of shadow we sing of creation A binary system collapsed to one, no line of separation between, shockwave … Continue reading “I Dream” a poem
“The Artist’s Face” a poem
Detritus of heaven stormed by shocktroops of the muses, the brave souls tempted to the fray by the promise of cerebral booty corralled and swept by brush and pen. Heaped treasures from the sky collected and securely fices to illustrious page and canvas. Fearing not the critic's rage, they coax evolution of the grace that … Continue reading “The Artist’s Face” a poem
“Looking” a poem
Eye-cornered, furtive shadow glimpses; wisps occasioned to approximate form; half-lit de javu of a story not yet told; sharing my footsteps on a quest for tomorrow. Inward trudging, mind-field tip-toeing; look-longing glances, recognition hopes high; Over-eye shoulder casts, no bounty shown; dancing my thought prints of yesterday gon/ Stalking perception, flashes taunting memories; the beast, … Continue reading “Looking” a poem
“Symphony of the Seasons” a poem
Verdant blarings of brass alight, on melting wings in Spring's delight; cracking the slumber with trumpets gold, shattering the grip of Winter's hold. Awaken! Come forth! Pop up your heads all you flowers asleep in your beds Come now with the majesty of strings, Summer will consummate whatever Spring brings; Contra bass rumble of summer … Continue reading “Symphony of the Seasons” a poem
“The Balancing Act” a poem
Strong enough to be gentle sure enough to be wrong detached enough to care connected enough to be free bold enough to be humble complex enough to be simple brave enough to be afraid sharp enough to be blunt courageous enough love smart enough to be subtle wise enough to share poetic enough to be … Continue reading “The Balancing Act” a poem
“We Are What We Love” a poem
Music, the rivulets of vibrations that tickle my drums make me a dancer a lover of sound Words, the pictures of everything that drip from the page make me a poet, a lover of ideas Motion, the movements of the universe that soothes my brain make me a scientist, a lover of the profound Affection, … Continue reading “We Are What We Love” a poem
“What Do You Hear?” a poem
If I tell you that you're pretty you won't hear a word If I tell you that your smart you'll call me absurd Were I to say the many ways you brighten the world for me, my breath would be lost in the wind for these words you'd surely rescind Best to gather your attention … Continue reading “What Do You Hear?” a poem
“Listening” a poem
Listening is an enviable skill; try it sometimes; lead with questions insightful; we all like to talk, let them; Reaching for words, the mind stumbles on answers; if you want to help... listen Our hearts speak through our limbs and eyes; but uses our voice the best; troubled mind shares its pain; spirit wrestles its … Continue reading “Listening” a poem
“Who Am I Really” a poem
Who am I really? Flesh and bone with a face? Am I what others think I am? What do they think? I am where I have been, who I've met, I am what I've done and said, I am my parents joy and fear, I walk, breathe, dance, talk, laugh- as so many others do … Continue reading “Who Am I Really” a poem
“Ere our first meeting” a poem
Ere our first meeting I found myself sated, an eye seeking form, roving and dilated All the world's pleasures at my beck and well plated, yet one glimpse of you and all becomes over-rated Hollow were the days in guilded bowers, empty the long quest to dark forbidding towers Feel for them my sweet, for … Continue reading “Ere our first meeting” a poem
“To My Family” a poem
To my family, my friends, my woman, our farm Know in your hearts I’m free from harm Too true I can’t be with you there Yet on this day our thoughts we share Our lives entwined will always be The time we’ve shared is dear to me And in this life, so fast yet long … Continue reading “To My Family” a poem
“If you want to make a point then get on it” a poem (sonnet)
If you want to make point then get on it Greats agree the best form is a sonnet
