Forever signs
That I believe
God made sure
In our lifetime
That I’d be yours
And you’d be mine
#valentinesday
Forever signs
That I believe
God made sure
In our lifetime
That I’d be yours
And you’d be mine
Your letter came today
At long last
In the heat of fiery noon
I held it close
Far into the night
Where it grows cold
In spite of the moonlight
A remembered
River-rhythm of light
My heart waits
Alone
In the shadows
While wind beats
Its wild bird wings
Upon a locked door.
The wild bird
Beats against my door
The shining wings a shadow
Become a singing sound:
Dark music
Spilling remembered
Night rhythms
#Nationalsendacardtoafriendday
Lingering sweet spice scent—
How beautiful the roses glowed
While we content were homeward bent.
The car hummed easy on the road.
How beautiful the roses glowed
Reminding us of joy-filled hours.
The car hummed easy on the road.
We shared a gift: Bright Rose Flowers
Reminding us of joy-filled hours
While we content were homeward bent;
Red roses rained aroma showers:
Lingering sweet spice scent.
Through fifty years
Of joys and sorrows
Of happy days
And promising tomorrows
Through many hours
Of sweetness calm and peace
And many other with surcease
Of frustration and stress
The story of your marriage
Is truly God blessed
For “working together
Is the true success”!
#WorldNationalSpousesDay
#January26
I
cry over a man
that doesn’t love me
I
cry over the parents
that didn’t want me
I
cry over the mental pain
that has totally wrecked my mind
I
cry over the freedom
I’ve prayed for time after time.
But
Despite the sorrowful blues I express
The rattled nerves and body unrest
The tears have never fallen
And they shall not begin
For I cry the internal cry
And suffer pain within.
#WorldBlueMonday
#January15
What is it that we seek
in the unending oceans of space
What draws us to journey on
through the far-flung stars
An answer?
Perhaps a whisper of eternal love
aiming its perfection
toward the latent knowing
in our hearts
#Science-Fictionday
#January2
Time like a windmill
ever turning lifts our dreams
then blows them away
#haiku, #dreams, #time
For you:
Christmas joy
….That never ends
….Good Health
….Good Friends
#Christmasgreeting, #joy, #Christmas
Candlelight and strange old tales
wove long ago fantastic dreams
of phantom ships with silver sails
for one who followed poets’ trails
through realms of glowing silver streams,
candlelight and strange old tales
of wanderings and holy grails.
The years were filled with starbright beams
of phantom ships with silver sails.
Memory through time prevails,
heartholds apart from mundane schemes
candlelight and strange old tales.
Through life’s dark hours and stormy gales
come sailing back to me, it seems,
phantom ships with silver sails.
The magic dream that never fails
to bring me joy: remembered gleams
of candlelight and strange old tales
of phantom ships with silver sails.
#ships, #sails, #tales, #wanderings, #phantomships, #dreams