slowly building
wind's picking up
flashes of light
rumbles of thunder
the heavens open
it slows
it ends
Sunday, March 29, 2009
the world gone verdant
the color of energy
the one that our eyes are most sensitive to
(so say the scientists)
perhaps we need to see that energy
sunlight caught by plants
transformed by photosynthesis
changing the color of the world
from shades of brown and gray
to shades of green
the color of nature
as she shows us
how to live
the one that our eyes are most sensitive to
(so say the scientists)
perhaps we need to see that energy
sunlight caught by plants
transformed by photosynthesis
changing the color of the world
from shades of brown and gray
to shades of green
the color of nature
as she shows us
how to live
out amongst the stars
singular beauty
glowing in my field of vision
as heavenly a body as there ever was
shining in my life brighter than the sun
more beautiful than the constellations
or any stellar object
twinkling
glowing
like the stars
and perhaps as distant...
glowing in my field of vision
as heavenly a body as there ever was
shining in my life brighter than the sun
more beautiful than the constellations
or any stellar object
twinkling
glowing
like the stars
and perhaps as distant...
Friday, March 27, 2009
'neath the loblolly pines
In the shelter of the forest
'neath the loblolly pines
Were passionate kisses had
Inner desires revealed
Intimacy extended
Hearts ignited
As if nature herself
Were released
Loving kisses
Hearts racing
'neath the loblolly pines
'neath the loblolly pines
Were passionate kisses had
Inner desires revealed
Intimacy extended
Hearts ignited
As if nature herself
Were released
Loving kisses
Hearts racing
'neath the loblolly pines
Saturday, March 21, 2009
A Queen In My Dreams
As you walk along a garden path
Do the flowers bow before you?
And as look up to the skies
Do the songbirds sing for you?
You are majestic
Yet you do not know
Before you I am just a man
To touch you I am healed
For you rule a special place
In my heart
A queen in my dreams
Do the flowers bow before you?
And as look up to the skies
Do the songbirds sing for you?
You are majestic
Yet you do not know
Before you I am just a man
To touch you I am healed
For you rule a special place
In my heart
A queen in my dreams
Monday, March 16, 2009
Melting
You do it, and you don't even know
You look at me, or say something
And like some child, I feel my legs weaken
And my heart warms up and melts
Delightful this feeling
To be lost in it
Intoxicating
You look at me, or say something
And like some child, I feel my legs weaken
And my heart warms up and melts
Delightful this feeling
To be lost in it
Intoxicating
Stars
I saw stars shining
On a cloudy night
The golden flecks
Glowing incandescent
In your eyes
A universe
In your soul
On a cloudy night
The golden flecks
Glowing incandescent
In your eyes
A universe
In your soul
Saturday, March 14, 2009
that flame
That flame that burns inside
The moment our eyes meet
An impassioned gaze that says more than any book
Words cannot describe
The feeling
Within
And in your presence
I feel weak
Humbled and awed
As if in that glance, that proximity
I have felt the presence
Of an angel
Whom I may have never imagined
In my wildest dreams
The moment our eyes meet
An impassioned gaze that says more than any book
Words cannot describe
The feeling
Within
And in your presence
I feel weak
Humbled and awed
As if in that glance, that proximity
I have felt the presence
Of an angel
Whom I may have never imagined
In my wildest dreams
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Your Countenance
An artist would love your face
It calls to mind features
That would not look out of place
Among the fae of legend
The Celts of yore
The angels in heaven
It calls to mind features
That would not look out of place
Among the fae of legend
The Celts of yore
The angels in heaven
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
From Where It Flows
You ask where does this come from?
For the first time in a long time
I feel as though I can write page upon page
The words flowing up and out
Of the wellspring of emotions and thoughts
Perhaps I am a babbling fool
Fearing that perhaps I will bore or overwhelm
I've had these feelings before, once, a lifetime ago
But this is different...
For the first time in a long time
I feel as though I can write page upon page
The words flowing up and out
Of the wellspring of emotions and thoughts
Perhaps I am a babbling fool
Fearing that perhaps I will bore or overwhelm
I've had these feelings before, once, a lifetime ago
But this is different...
eternity in a glance
If it were possible to just live on gazing upon you
I would be eternal
A lifetime in an instant
An eternity in a glance
Humble words from a mere mortal
Who has seen true grace...
I would be eternal
A lifetime in an instant
An eternity in a glance
Humble words from a mere mortal
Who has seen true grace...
Monday, March 9, 2009
For You
(Here, I can hide in the digital white noise, and no one would be the wiser...)
I have not felt like a stumbling teenager in a very long time
In a very real sense, I feel like a fool
Just wanting to hold you
To know you are real
Not a figment
My luck has never been good at meeting people
(Yes, I know)
But for the first time in a very long time
My heart is all a'flutter...
I have not felt like a stumbling teenager in a very long time
In a very real sense, I feel like a fool
Just wanting to hold you
To know you are real
Not a figment
My luck has never been good at meeting people
(Yes, I know)
But for the first time in a very long time
My heart is all a'flutter...
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