cupid's arrow

when the wind blows hard
I turn my back to it

if the sun shines too bright
I cover my eyes

the rains come down in torrents
I take shelter

when the chill becomes cold
I protect myself in wrappings

but 

your breath can whisper its warmth
upon my neck

your eyes can glitter
the reflection of the moon and stars

your tears can rain upon
my shoulder

your arms can hold me
never too tight

of you my Love
I can never get enough

Time: para mi amiga

Time; it affords us space
to become, but it is cruel
when little to none
is provided
seemingly without care

it’s given me
fond memories,
allows this moment
and maybe tomorrow

it erodes my youth
of hours and days,
gives them to my past
now more for then
than before me

I do not lament
my stay but I do
for those who
have been given little
as victims
of time

I do resent, though,
that all I know,
I’ve seen and loved
may no longer be,
that which is me

this may seem selfish,
forgive me if you might,
but it is because
I will miss thee

my eyes
no longer to behold
the pleasure of you
when I’ve lost my request
for time

blue bird

Oh blue bird sing to me
the song, you know,
the one that tells us
of how you see us
from above

sing to us sweet, sweet
blue bird of how
beautiful tree tops look
how you must squeeze between
the clouds, the sky and mountain tops

chant the song
where rivers flow
and the moon beams
kiss the sea

tell us how the sun
unveils the day
for our kind to play

but, oh sweet blue bird
remind us if we
don’t take care of
what your eyes see
we will not hear
you sing your verse
your song

oh sweet, sweet
blue feathered friend
thank you for that song
you sang for us today

I cry, my tears

my demon sometimes is unmasked
from the hell where some thoughts reside

they ascend in raging flames
about the things I've seen
those that I have caused

I cry out in a vexing voice
those that are near me
wince in disbelief

I’ve tried so hard to control
their guttural escape in cries
they come out
in projectile screams

my tears disperse
like untamed streams

my heart bursts
in arrhythmic pains
and no ones arms
can mitigate or assuage
my sorrowful moans
that arise from within

I cry for them
for you
for me

forgive me if I lie here
in my fetal form
it will pass soon
and I’ll be free again

just hold me
tell me that you love me

I deserve it

don’t I

aster

I was going to pick
a beautiful violet aster
to give to my lover

instead, I 
took her hand gently
in mine

walked her over
to see it
and we stood there

together appreciating
its beauty

the aster
stared and
waved at us
in the breeze

we all smiled

reuniting family

Souls gathered
found a common space
the seas had parted them
when the winds were rough
and the moons gave
demanding rise to the tides

if the voices would not
have howled in darkened
starless nights
these souls would not
have heard and wished
to gather again

but they did last night
and the stars came out
the seas did rise
so did the wind
the moon gave light
to this gathering

long embraces flowed
shared much lost,
even when words were'nt spoken
the eyes met, the windows opened
hearts beat in sync
the souls smiled

It was meant

http://youtu.be/DKbPUzhWeeI

kind words

sometimes callous are my words
they find my hands, my finger tips
but when you let me touch your gentle face
your eyes looked at me in silent kindness

and said…

“how warm and soft your hands are, my friend”

The Disapearance

We caress those things mundane
embrace tightly never to let them go
yet they disappear

Those that resided in it
now don’t remember
or choose to forget
those that never saw it
it never existed

My town, my childhood home
the boy with the gentleness
the girl who we all desired
they now ride upon
the horse with wings

So much has disappeared
into a ream of reveries,
memories now unseen, untouchable
I now reside in the surreal
the nebulous where my own
incarnation I question
where does it exist?

Speak to me, sing to me,
touch me let me feel your presence
tell me I am not an orchid,
that I am not a tree
but you may climb me like one
then I shall know that at least
for this moment

I exist

eternal envy

Eternity

I envy you

Love that is in my heart

joy that fills me

 

 

Eternity

                   unless you hold my hand

 

boundless and forever

my Love, my joy is

in a temporal shell

 

　

Love may be the window

to you

but once my soul

does walk with thee

this Love of mine

will no longer be

 

　

this is why

I envy thee

oh!

Eternity

New Year, Grand Wish

My screams my tears
muffled by cupped ears
hearts scorned, seared

Suffer little children
cries not heard
by those on mountain tops

They scourge its face
fling profligate refuse down
to begging arms

Fresh clear streams
once traversed down
to smiling faces
at its feet

Now blood-shot eyes
look up from dried crevices
in baron land

And the unfed little ones
abound, unseen, unheard
with extended hand

New year
a grand wish
that the morsels fill
the palms of little hands

Happy New Equinoxes

the wind
ride its journeyed travels
whirling gusting
cool warm
feel
exuberance
a leaf falling
riding
the whirlwind
no beginning,
no end
not unlike
a bud
it opens
then falls
at the arboreal feet
to feed
to grow another
an unbroken cycle

happy new equinoxes
Winter
Spring
Summer
Fall

souls at rest

My body wakes from its dreams
it senses the warmth of your breath
your long eye lashes caress your cheek
as you sleep knowing my soul
lies next to you

Another day another night ascends
onto the divine of our time together
the many days of Spring seasons
have come and gone but not without
our sharing kisses in each others' arms

The many misty mornings covered in dew
and we’ve awaken together to, our wonderings
of when it lifts, will we see the pedals that fell
at our feet when in the dusk of the night before
we strolled as two young lovers do

Nature’s canvas is now painted winter white
and how many of these have we cuddled to
reading and listening to the cracklings
the kindling of the flames flailing about
our faces glowing mesmerized and warmed

My body now aches and my skin no longer taught
with wrinkles and folds from many seasons
past but our souls that lie next to each other
show no signs of age for the love we hold
time dare not come between

When our folds of skin become earthen ware
underneath some other lovers feet
our souls shall be their mist, we'll surf the pedals
on brooks and streams and
we'll ride the wind of Spring,
we'll smile of embers' glow upon their faces
on winter's nights  

If tomorrow does not come

the Oak tree stands proud, regal and strong today
if tomorrow does not come

cardinals and bluejays flutter and fly today
if tomorrow provides them no more space

hear wind rustling the leaves today
if tomorrow it stands still, at rest

white cottons aloof in an azure canvas
if they cannot hover tin their sky omorrow

flora’s fingers and arms praise the sun,
stomas smile upward today maybe not tomorrow

I sing my song and hold your hand
from my heart I share my Love
but maybe from my soul tomorrow

If tomorrow never comes

Caretaker

We circle each other asking
with our eyes or posturing;
our language is different
“what’s going on?”

Day in day out
we saunter about
observing in fear, in caution
“where are we?”

We pretend to take charge
we must dominate
over all that surrounds;
curious “why and for what?”

My eyes are open wide
not understanding;
I accept with appreciation
this moment, the Now

The callousness of death
is beyond comprehension;
most is with anguish and cruel
“but why?” Writ of history
speaks of us being
primal and limited
yet we're gifted with choice

“Our purpose?”
perpetuate the mundane
nurturing this gift of life;
caring as a caretaker for
what is of this Earth

tears from afar

Sadden these hearts
suffer such gnarled pain
of young souls sacrificed
to heavens gate

The biblical staff once again
turns the rivers red,
sadly, tiny hands and toes
never to sing the chants
of life’s unforgiving woes

They leave us shackled
to the sense of senseless
wailing curses to God
why, why, how come

Tears run deep
on faces from afar
on the awakening of a demon
walking amidst us all

Little to be reconciled
of this chaos
left in anguish
are the living souls

shadow friend

his back against
cold wet bricks
scoffed tennis shoes
untied
dried blood
a big toe
peers through
empty cold space
all around him

darkness comes
a single light ray
the street lamp
gives him comfort
his shadow
now keeps him company
in quiet discomfort
he smiles at it
it understands him

dreads the light of day
smirks, sneers, stares
thrown his way
replacing the smile
he shares with his
night time friend

my song

I’d like to sing

                  You
    A song;

There!


                 Did you hear it?

    Did you feel it?
　


                The words are in your head


        The melody is in your heart


If you sit quietly

　
you will hear it

               understand

appreciate the melody
 

today and Tomorrow

I cradle this moment with you by my side
Spring has touched us with tender moments
and now giving the same to others
Fall has come and now leaving
laying russets at our feet and in our hair

Soon angel dust shall fall from heaven
a white sheath of coolness shall evince
giving brightness to the dark of night
and all that was obscured will come to light

Limbs of trees shall glisten and glitter
with the waking of the day
and foliage will sparkle with the touch
of tender fingers from the morning sun

Bells and chimes will be heard surreally from afar
the echoed voices of children playing in the snow
shall distract from frozen fingers and toes
and give some joy to those with solemn woes

In this season of celebration
for those of us who have warmth and love
and gives us cause to,
share with those who have not,
today but don’t forget tomorrow

Wish 'Adieu'

Wish I could take your frown
turn it into a smile
could take your pain
and assuage it for a while

Wish I could fill your hunger
with food and drink
take your emptiness
sate it from its brink

Wish your empty heart
could feel the love
you forgot you were given
when mother gave you birth

Wish I could show you
the sunshine as I see it
sprayed onto Blackeyed Susans
between the toes of my naked foot

Wish your sadness disappear
your life has journeyed many a year
and behind the gathering tear
see the light that wanes all fear

Wish your minutes were long
and the hours longer
but the rough winds blew
and now your days are few

Wish when time has come
for your soul to depart
you’ll feel my hand in yours
knowing our hearts never to part

Inspirational Fav's

The Everlasting Things


The everlasting things are these:

The ageless skies and wrinkled seas;

The silvery beacons of the night,

The fickle moon of transient light.

Unresting winds that seldom sleep;

Rocks that eternal silence keep.

Earth's mighty sons, the mountains, stand

Unmindful of Time's withering hand.

Indifferent to the world's brief woes,

The sun, aloof, forever glows.

Though mortals yield to Death's decrees,

God's everlasting things are these.


Evlen G. Beaudry




The fountains mingle with the rivers
the rivers with the oceans
the winds of heaven mix forever
with a sweet emotion.

Nothing in this world is single
all things by a law devine
into one another's being mingle
why not I with thine?

See the mountains kiss high heaven
and the waves clasp one another
no sister flower would be forgiven
if it disdained it's brother.

And the sunlight grasps the earth
and the moonbeams kiss the sea
what is all this kissing's worth
if thou kiss not me?


PB shelley