A fate so cruel
for dreamer to wake
to find that it’s
Monday
and the heart needs
to wait

And in the crazy every
day
stop and go
for reasons unknown,
I forget.

A touch of electricity
to power up this heart
to charge up these parts
that depart
when your sad eyes
round corners, smoothing
the edges
of vision that’s blurred
I can’t find the word

So I’m left feeling hollow
like a lead with no follow
or a chord without melody
but if you were here
you’d find me a remedy
I know.

Reunited our love will explode
in so many colors
in extravagant wonder
with lightning and thunder
My eyes will open and so
will the skies
to realize
my demise when the
sun starts to rise
and I don’t see your
eyes staring back into mine.

The line is so fine
between dreaming
and real
when the love that
you have
give dreams no appeal.

Our love is
Yellow, baby.
Not red
or pink
or green.
Yellow.
The kind of yellow
that strikes
the senses
That you can’t
take your eyes
off of
Because it’s so
brilliantly
Yellow
That blossoms and
bursts
forth through the
greyest of days
and continues
to shine
even when no one is
looking
Bold and unwavering
Yellow
Admired and
fearless
bright and
inviting
Warm on the
skin. Golden,
if you will.
Delicious and fragrant
Can’t get enough of
Yellow.

I stopped reading
in between
the lines
What a joke to
look among
life’s hard pressed
seams
When the scent of
sunshine
burst through
the windows of
my open mind
the shutters
shuddered
Coaxing shapely
shadows
and ambitious
ponderings
A new generation
of ripples
taking shape
making waves
in otherwise concrete
complexities
Can’t dwell on
this emotion
in motion
too long before
it fades
like last night’s
star light
Can’t let my
dreams turn
white dwarf
before they get
to glimmer
like the twinkle
in your baby blues
A breeze reawakens
cotton ball fantasies
And the day
has scarcely been
embarked upon

Hey Momma you’d be so proud
of me. I know it’s hard to
believe but my
creature fear has disappeared
for better or worse
a boy with a coin
and a dream in his heart-
love: from the start
of his hand holding mine
and a kiss that defines
what love truly is-
swept me off my
earth dwelling feet

Make a little room
for this build up
of hope
to smother your fears
I know it looks grim
but I’ll light the way
with a torch in each hand
to brighten the eyes

No wolves in the garden
hungry with greed
to swallow the seeds
of all our hard work
beneath all the dirt
is life, after all
above it is air
and a lone lily
stands, firmly and free

wake me gently
to leave my dreams
floating
oblivious, unknowing
to my firm, reaching hand

Will we be the
same
in body and mind
when the sun lifts
its head
to prepare for the
grind of the
day to day
normality
we fear the mortality
that we face on
those days
that are dismal
and grey
but you pull me
in close
and I can’t help
but smile
because it might be
awhile, but I know
you’ll be there
to breathe in the dark
and to catch all the
sparks that ignite
between palms
attacking in
swarms
your eyes are
my guide
to those places
of peace
I’m finally at
ease with
the now and the
then and
the possible “when”