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Chris Oct 2015
~

I chased the sun
until it set

I watched the rain
while getting wet

I went to sleep
so I could dream

I danced beneath
a soft moon beam

I sang a song
way out of tune

I pictured waves
out past the dune

I climbed a hill
covered with snow

I planted seeds
to watch them grow

I waved at cars
just passing by

I pondered clouds
upon the sky

I counted stars
high up above

I wrote a poem
filled with love

But…

The greatest thing
that I could do

I fell in love
with only you
Chris Nov 2015
~
*The light of my mornings
is not in the skies
On the horizon,
a wondrous sunrise
~
Painting the heavens
a light shade of blue
The light of mornings
will always be you
Chris May 2015
~

She hid in the shadows with tears in her eyes
The locket she wore, she had come to despise
In dangling silver the shape of a heart
What once was a gift now ripped her apart

Alone with her feelings, she crept through the night
Embracing the darkness, fearing the light
Gripping the chain that was cold on her skin
Telling herself that she’d never again

Open the locket for what was inside
Memories that she was now forced to hide
Happier times when her hair was so dark
Running and playing those days in the park

Falling in love at the very first kiss
Ice cream on Sundays, those days she would miss
Merry go rounds and that big Ferris wheel
Moments of joy that she now must conceal

For age had come calling, it stood in her way
Her once lustrous hair, was a light shade of grey
And wrinkles appeared where her beauty once shined
Each look in the locket, just served to remind

As it held a picture of her in her youth
When she was quite young, it presented the proof
A gift from her parents who passed long ago
She thought to discard it but always said no

While lost in these thoughts, a voice she did hear
It seemed that a man had just stepped very near
He reached for her arm and she let out a scream
Then he called her by name, not as bad as it seemed

What are you doing out here in the night?
You know it’s not safe, come here where it’s light
I haven’t seen you for many a year,
but now that I do I can see it is clear

You’re just as beautiful as so long before
When I held the secret that you I adore
I kept this photo each day close to me
He took out the photograph so she could see

It was the picture now locked in the charm
The look on her face showed of fear and alarm
But then she smiled for she had no choice
A comfort had come at the sound of his voice

You look no different, I truly must say
You’re just as cute as that first high school day
When I saw you walk in and decided to wait
But here we are now and it’s never too late

She knew she was blushing a bright shade of red
For all of the wonderful things he had said
Now enjoying the light that shone bright from above
She felt very strange, she was falling in love

That’s a beautiful locket you wear on a chain
He reached out and pointed, he didn’t refrain
It must be quite special, he said with a touch
She said, it is special, I love it so much

He then took her hand and off they did go
The future was waiting with good things to show
She looked at the locket, then up to the sky
And whispered a thank you with a tear in her eye
Sorry this is so long, it took me a while to get my thoughts out. For those who read it, thank you so much. For those who don't, thank you for stopping by anyway.
Chris May 2015
°

My eyes open
as a tangerine haze
paints the silent walls
through mini blind slats
allowing morning to enter
in its most cheerful pose

I gaze upon you, next to me,
clutching satin sheets
tight to your chin, peaceful,
dreaming perhaps of me, of us
I smile at the thought as the bedroom
now glows in an effervescent beauty

As if you sense my stare,
your beautiful eyes open to see me
watching you as you slept
You smile at me whispering,
"I love you" and once again
I understand the meaning
of the phrase...Good Morning
Chris Jun 2015


Pink lilies bloom
behind the cabin
greeting the sunrise
with smiles and giggles
Spider webs draped
between feather nest
branches glisten against
an emerald leaf backdrop
Butterflies awaken
yawning morning glories
with two step tickles
and stained glass kisses,
as I lie here next to you,
watching you sleep,
enjoying the most
*beautiful part of my day
Good morning beautiful
Chris Aug 2015
-

When caught of wretched moaning shrill
and rusted fence in spite
Where creatures stalk and blood shall spill
this wicked August night

Does call the wind in grand charade
of noises gripping sound
Beyond the weeds of sharpened blade
now crushed upon the ground

For as your eyes do cast your fear
with ridicule the seed
And cry your shining empty tear
for clemency you plead

Feel these fingers swiping firm,
flesh in tattered strands
Matters not how much you squirm
or pray with folded hands

When terror forms your face to bear
this crooked smile sneers
Clenching tight your matted hair
as breath soon disappears

Drenched of sweat and splashing mud
from footprints as you flee
Listen close the echoed thud
of nothing you can see

Languish deep with sorrowed call
these thoughts a’ roam your head
This night shall cackle at your fall
and drink when you are dead
Ok, yes, it's dark. It happens.  :)
Chris Nov 2015
~
I am left with nothing
but a tiny heart
to hold in my mind
Taking small bites
to sustain life
But it won’t last forever
and neither will I

Collections amounted to
merely words
lost in the ether,
shrouded by shadows
What was once full
is now empty,
meanings forgotten

Yes it was difficult,
your feelings surged
peaked, erupted
and then fizzled
in an exhausted flame
And no matter how hard I blew,
the embers still faded

My expectations were too much,
happiness ran elusive
Now memories weep
as tomorrows become
an unwelcome date
and yesterdays
a hollow rain  

It’s funny when you find it,
it touches you, it feels so good,
like nothing you have
ever felt before
And then you lose it, it hurts so bad,
like nothing you have
ever felt before

When all you end up with  
is a tiny heart, one last smile,
one final moment of joy
Till it stops beating
and the nothing you are left with
becomes the nothing that you are,
the nothing you always will be
Chris Nov 2015
~

These lines
are merely words
written by a man
who adores you

Unless they bring
a smile to your face,
then they become…
poetry

~
Chris Apr 2015
-

Just beyond the setting sun
Of heavens born delight
A moon so sweetly in its form
Does send its magic light

Yet there beyond its boundaries
Another point does shine
As if it watches over this
Our moment caught in time

Towards the northern corner
As it hovers in its play
Of mysteries in timeless flow
Brings forth its grand display

We fantasize its meaning
Many thoughts about begin
In dreams of lasting promises
To bring us back again

Though in its stately wonder
We find it is to show
Joining hearts together
Within its wondrous glow

For every star that follows us
And every moon we see
Forever in the heavens soft
Is there for you and me

As if we only wander
Through phases found in time
With every second precious
Since my love calls you mine

I pray that many evenings
Till the time our world does end
Within my arms I’ll hold you tight
My love to you I send

So look this night my darling
To the full moon bright above
And know this other point of light
Is my undying love
Chris May 2015
.

How did this happen,
amidst words, phrases,
stones skipped on poetic ponds
Not looking for or expecting
a touch to the heart, a caress,
yet it came

I fell, head first into a joy,
a blissful feeling
I had not felt before
You said the same,
wishes made on coins tossed
had finally come true

Holding hands without touching,
kissing over counted miles
and borderlines of snow flurries
We sang together, harmonies,
lyrics of love from our hearts,
melodic compositions formed of dreams

Picked flowers, daisies, tulips
from the gardens of pure affection
blooming all around us
It seemed no walls,
barriers could hold us back
as we ran towards each other

Then appeared a river, wide, deep
A chasm of worry and fear
was flowing across our paths
Now a deluge of falling tears
filling, overflowing its banks
making footing uneasy, difficult

And we sit on opposite sides
staring at each other, reaching
for something that seems so far out of reach
Dark clouds roll in, threatening
but we stay, standing on the muddy shores
wondering what will become of us in this flooding

I shout, “I will swim to you!”
But your eyes are too wet
and your heart is a breaking levee
Diving in anyway I am swept away,
pulled under, unable to breathe, choking
watching you fade in the distance

Hope is gone, fears have overshadowed desires
drowning in what is lost,
trapped in the rapids of disappointment
When a hand grabs me, lifts me, saves me…
I open my eyes now on the other side to see,
it is yours
Chris Apr 2015
-

Harmonic dreams
in slow dance tempos,
melodically sing to you
the music of my heart

Performed whispers
in the key of love
echo from a twilight sky
of stardust concertos

On gossamer strings
upon a moonbeam guitar
tuned to the symphony
of your serenade smile

As mesmerizing lyrics
of forever poetic promises
resonate from our heavens
*creating the perfect duet
Thank you for reading
Chris Apr 2015
.


The wind, it gusts upon my face
Across my lips the breeze does trace
In images I can’t replace
The perfect love of you

The rain, is wet upon my skin
So precious as it does begin
Bringing to my mind again
The perfect love of you

The sun, now bright within my eyes
Aglow across these April skies
Once again I realize
The perfect love of you

The moon, does shine this springtime night
Sending forth its wondrous light
Floating me in pristine flight
The perfect love of you

For everyday these sights I see
Affection formed of destiny
Whispered thoughts for only me
*The perfect love of you
Chris Mar 2015
I’d give my life
to redo today
one more time
Chris Jun 2015
-

Along a wooded path we stroll
Past firethorn and evergreen
Following a wondered wish
Illumed by a soft moonbeam

For this we’ve dreamt of evenings past
To find the meaning in our heart
All alone the two of us
Awaiting magic soon to start

I felt a drop upon my lips
Of the moon's soft tender glow
Read my lips by soft moonlight
Loving thoughts for you do flow

The breeze brings its gentle touch
Shivers tingle up my spine
Goosebumps rise on freckled skin
Your arms warmly wrapt 'round mine

So mesmerized by fireflies
Such whimsy on the evening air
A’ flickering of tiny lights
Just for the two of us to share

I point up to a shining star
Its beauty glistens ever bright
And whisper, that is what you are
To me this perfect springtime night

I am nothing more my dear
Than a woman in love with a man
Let me show you what I need
Into my own I take his hand

I guide him to the big oak tree
Our names carved into a heart
"2gether 4ever", this you promised
A kiss seems a good place to start

So there below a canopy
Of branches twisted up above
I kissed the one that I adore
To know the feeling of true love

And as the sun began to set
I held her in my arms so tight
2gether 4ever a dream come true
My promise made again this night
Collaboration with my beautiful girlfriend Holly Jupiter Smith. Her verses in italics. I hope you enjoy our poem.
Chris Nov 2015
~
It is pouring here, very hard,
the clouds are unloading
and the streets are flooding,

and I can tell,
by the constant rumble of thunder
that the rain is ******
because it knows it is no match
for these teardrops
falling from my eyes

What a strange feeling
to win and lose…
at the same time
Chris Jun 2015
-


Always my love it shall rest on your shoulders
Even when clouds fill the sky
Holding you tightly for now and forever
Drying each tear you may cry

Keeping you safe as a light in the darkness
Holding your hand as you go
Wearing a smile to make you feel happy
When any sadness may show

Sharing your dreams as we watch them together
Soothing your every pain
Offered affection to last you eternal
Sheltering you from the rain

Taking the lead to divert any danger
Always your shield I shall be
Standing your cause for that’s all that will matter
Keeping you so close to me

Tying a knot so the thread never weakens
Clenching my grip ever tight
Writing a poem so you will remember
My love is with you every night

Following every word you have spoken
Listening close to your needs
Thinking ahead of the problems you’re facing
Protecting what you do believe

Here is my love that I offer you freely
No matter what we may do
Forever I shall be yours so completely
My promise, to be there for you
Chris Jul 2015
~

Picking a rose in a garden of Sundays
Calling your name on a broken branch wind
Looking for clover where weeds are not welcome
Walking the bridge till its time to begin

Dancing in puddles now filled up with laughter
Running through traffic as cars speed away
Searching for words in the headlines of morning
Writing of moons and the stars on display

Collecting my thoughts when I think I will never
Painting a smile on a shuttered front door
Lifting a rock just to see what is under
Shopping for clothes in a grocery store

Looking through openings cut in the carpet
Reaching atop every shelf that I see
Juggling penguins, now where did that come from
Asking a bird what it knows about bees

Planting a tree in the depths of the ocean
Baking a cake in a rooftop design
Sweating the small when the big stuff does happen
Thinking of beer when I’d rather have wine

Wearing a frown in the moments I’m happy
Pushing a cart with a wobbly wheel
Lurking in shadows that form on the sunset
Dreaming of things that are hopefully real

Finding that all I have written is nonsense
All of these verses above they will show
When all I wanted to say was I love you
Like in these stanzas I’ve written below

Penning a poem to say what I’m feeling
Wishing the phrases will reach to your heart
Sending you hints of my steadfast devotion
Scribbling fonts that we never shall part

All that I am is now all that you make me
There is no one that this man could love more
You are the girl that I’ve wanted forever
Eternally you’ll be the one I adore

So there you have it, quite crazy but true
Ideas scattered from deep in my mind
Where it is light with some dark in the corners
There is no telling the things you might find
:)
Chris May 2015
.

Upon a stem of velvet green
Sits the cherished Rose Bud Queen
Petals soft and pink in tone
A beauty born of nature’s throne

Majestic scents now fill the breeze
Neath satin clouds and maple trees
Her loyal subjects stand to cheer
In perfect blooms when she is near

Hummingbirds and butterflies
Decorate her crown jewel skies
In colors of a rainbow’s smile
So picturesque this garden style

As springtime brings its grand debut
Her kingdom is the finest view
So come enjoy this royal scene
*And you can meet the Rose Bud Queen
For Joe Cole's Rose Bud Poem Challenge
Chris Apr 2015
-

Sitting alone on a beach in the sun
Singing a song about love
Watching the rain on a perfect spring day
Wishing on clouds up above

Following butterflies lost in a field
Sharing a milkshake, two straws
Writing a poem for someone to find
Catching each leaf as it falls

Building a snowman with buttons for eyes
Kissing your lips oh so soft
Playing piano with you next to me
Sailing a green kite aloft

Seeing the city when night does arrive
Riding a train into town
Hearing your knock on the front door at dawn
Picking a flower we’ve found

Placing our toes in a slow moving stream
Counting the stars in the sky
Having a picnic beneath an old tree
Sending the sunset a sigh

Holding your hand as I look in your eyes
Whispering that I love you
Awaiting the day when I finally see
All of these daydreams come true
I love daydreaming about you and me.
Chris Apr 2015
.

A cloudy day
of floating grey
shall not allow
my mood to sway

Because the sun
is never done
when I know I'm
your only one
Chris Aug 2015
~

Miles of nothing,
beige on beige on beige
The sun is screaming,
blistering my skin,
draining me slowly
as breath is heated
and tastes bitter
Shoulders slung low
I can’t stand straight,
bent over struggling,
nothing is anywhere
and nowhere is here

Leaving footprints
for the wind dancers,
black feather fathers,
winged circlers
High above, watching
sifting time
in weakened increments,
hourglass patterns of
falling granules
sinking deeper

Water is a dream
and this dream, a nightmare
for it is there,
just ahead, I can see it glistening
but it does not exist
nothing exists,
as the oasis in my mind
dries up, leaving
empty indentations
on horizontal planes, flat lands
of arid emotions
drifting in and out
reaching for…
reaching
It sure is hot here today.
Chris May 2015
~

The sunrise blushes
in sunflower
chardonnay braids
on soft merlot clouds
as if it has heard
my whispers of love
sent to you upon
sweet pea breezes
this perfect
*vintage morning
Good morning Beautiful
Chris May 2015
.

My heart held the pen
as I wrote you a note
Then set it a sail
on a tiny red boat

It sailed cross the sea
then onto a great lake
Followed the tide,
stardust left in its wake

Fueled by the breezes,
the cool evening air
Smooth on the waters
with something to share

Made it a shore
where you sat on this night
To deliver the message
my heart it did write

A small piece of paper
with words just for you
So that when you read it
you'd know what to do

It said that I love you
beneath these moon beams
Sleep well my darling,
have the sweetest of dreams
Good night Beautiful
Chris Jul 2015
~

A soft breeze rustles through
pine needles swishing
amidst fireflies at play on a warm
enchanting summer night

We sit in quiet anticipation
as a bright full moon keeps watch
from its cosmic perch,
illuminating our magical evening

It is almost time as we see
the big dipper come into view
directing our focus to the grove
behind the chinaberry shrubs

We can hear them giggling
as tiny feet run atop fallen leaves
creating little crackles echoing
beyond the illumined forest canopy

When suddenly crickets and cicadas
perform a mesmerizing melody
wafting from tree to tree
and you point eagerly to the opening

As twelve little pixies appear, dancing in a circle,
singing along with the nighttime tune
Iridescent wings shimmer and flutter
as does our hearts watching

It only last a few moments and then they are gone,
you lean over and kiss me, whispering “I love you”
and I realize once again, this is
*the true magic of the evening
Good night Beautiful
Chris Nov 2016

You, with words of beauty,
speak in softer tones
where volume is not required
because vibrations
bring to light the meaning

Even if remaining quiet
calms the fears
drifting along your heart

Feelings still shout
in actions shown,
leaving only words unsaid
to speak the true meaning
of the silence
Chris May 2015
.

Desire, affection, beauty, amazing, passion,
alluring, enchanting, mesmerizing, love, perfect
It ***** I can only use 10 words.
Chris Jun 2015
~

If I could
read your mind

In every thought
I’d view

All I would
hope to find

Is that you
*love me too
Chris Apr 2015
_

Come take my hand
we’ve not a care
As beauty flows
for us to share

Now reaching forth
so endlessly
As far as any
eye can see

In rainbow fields
where flowers play
Along the fence
soft breezes sway

Of colors bright
and pastel gleam
A butterfly,
a winding stream

While robins sing
in wondrous style
And nature brings
to us a smile

A dream beneath
blue skies above
This day with you
*the one I love
Everyday is beautiful when you are in love

Thank you for reading
Chris Jul 2015
~

Soft sunrise whispers
on apricots glow

Tangerine breezes
outside gently flow

Waking to beauty
my eyes they do see

Finding the one that
I love next to me

Dew drop concertos,
a meadowlarks sings

Pastel desires
on butterfly wings

Gazing at you as
you lie there asleep

These are the moments my
heart loves to keep

Daffodil dreams and
a sunflower wish

Warm blanket hugs with
a good morning kiss

Rose petal fragrances
cool on the wind

This is how every
*day should begin
Good morning beautiful
Chris Aug 2015
~

This love, our love
intoxicating as peach wine
fresh from the tree

low hanging,
tempting
picked ripe and sweet
nimble fingers

translucent syrup drips
when warmed deliberately
on the coral flames of
fruit bearing eyes

drenching my skin, sticky
refined sugarcane butter
smeared over
delicate lips
love note servings

harvested moon light
illumined desires
orchard promises
in delicious sips…
*this love, our love
Good night beautiful
Chris Nov 2015
~

You told me that
each night you read
the poetry
I pen

You said it is
the perfect way
to bring your smile
again

That life is tough
and troubles deep
the weight just brings
you down

And teardrops fall
upon your face
now painted with
a frown

But when you see
the words I write
your sadness
disappears

Your read each verse
and look beyond
forgetting all
your fears

For even in
the darkest hour
you know my love
is real

My poetry
wraps you so tight
in happiness
you feel

So here we are
again tonight
I send my love
so true

And hope you know
like all before
this poem is
for you


~
Chris Dec 2015
~

*This year there'll
be no Christmas
No tidings of
good cheer

No Santa Claus
and reindeer
Upon a
midnight clear

No ornaments
and tinsel
No gifts beneath
the tree

No silent night
or jingle bells
No carved
Nativity

There'll be no
roasted chestnuts
or snowmen
made of white

It's just another
morning,
one more
lonely night

This year there'll
be no Christmas,
the best time
of the year

No happiness
within my heart
Because you are
not here
Chris May 2015
.

Drying in the sun
   on a beaten path
bruised and stained
   by faded  blooms
crushed beneath
   the falling night
of a desperate moon
   hiding within
the memories of
   those lost
So many lives were lost in the flooding in Texas. It breaks my heart.
Chris Apr 2015
.
Where is the curb line
when asphalt blurs the margins
and traffic spills out in reality
causing a rush hour jam
of my thoughts running
head on into the barricade
known as insanity
Thank you for reading
Chris Jun 2015
-

Shades of maple, shades of elm,
along a winding wishing stream
Of lily pad and cattail smiles
a’ glistening in rippled gleam

So soft the grass upon the hill,
where bluebirds sing their melodies
Harmonically with skies of blue
in perfect midday symphonies

It’s here amidst the air so free
I take this lazy afternoon
To think about the one I love
where precious wildflowers bloom

For this you see it what I dream,
someday the two of us shall share
Watching clouds move cross the sky,
spending time with little care

Seeing butterflies at play
as branches flow in whispered dance
Shadows tickling the ground
alone within a sweet romance

Until that time does come to pass,
desired dreams have all come true
Among this beauty I will rest,
*lost within my thoughts of you
Good night beautiful
Chris Jun 2015
~

A playful sun
  peeks over
   a slumbering
  horizon,
     tickling the
   dawn with
      daffodil giggles
  and flirtatious
   touches,
    awaking the
      new day
         with a smile

Just as I do
  when opening
    my eyes
     to see this
     same cheerful
   sunrise glowing
      through
   our window,
      illuminating
        my beautiful
          new day
            *that is you
Good morning Beautiful
Chris Jul 2015
~

Say good morning to the day
shining bright, a wondrous view
Open up your weary eyes
to these perfect skies of blue

The coffees on, it’s almost done
I’ll pour a cup your favorite brew
Come on, wake up, sleepyhead
*my day can’t start till I’m with you
Good morning Beautiful
Chris Nov 2015
~

Time disappears,
the hours, the days
Lost in the shadows,
a sundial haze

Seizing the moments
our memories trace
Drawing the curtain,
these thoughts to erase

Still I ignore
every clock on the wall
Each ticking second,
the minutes that fall

For all I see
is the beautiful view
Of every new day
I am starting with you

~
Chris Jun 2015
~

The vision of your beauty
surrounds me on this night
So many stars are watching,
we move within their light

To dance upon a moonbeam
with you so close to me
Among the constellations
for all the world to see

Within my arms I hold you,
your heartbeat keeping time
As twilight is upon us
and I do call you mine

Floating soft and slowly
to melodies we hear
The cosmos singing love songs
is music to our ears

So kiss me as we’re dancing,
I’ve never needed more
Than you with me this evening
*the woman I adore
Good Night Beautiful
Chris Aug 2015
~

Today there is no sunrise
No dew upon the lawn
No hummingbirds a’ flutter
A lonely empty dawn

The marigolds are sleeping
All butterflies are still
Just vacant silent shadows
Upon my window sill

You’re on a distant journey
And I can’t have you near
To tell me that you love me
I wish that you were here

So I’ll just keep on dreaming
For in my dreams I find
Your arms are wrapped around me
If only in my mind

I hold on tight the covers
This feeling I will keep
Today there is no sunrise
*So I’ll just stay asleep
Good morning beautiful
Chris May 2015
.

We all have days
that aren't our best,
where things just
don't go right

But we will always
pass the test,
if we just
kiss good night

For when your lips
are touching mine
I know we both
will be

Come the morning's
new sunrise,
together
*you and me
Good night beautiful. I wrote this last night and failed to post it. :(
Chris Aug 2015
~~~☆

Tonight I sent a poem
streaking 'cross the evening sky
Sprinkled it with stardust
so it'd glisten flying by

Wishing you would see it
when you look up where you are
To find the words "I love you"
written on a falling star
Good night beautiful
Chris Jun 2015
~

“Upon this moss of emerald haze, into this lilac beauty gaze”

In fern leaf wishes of songlike verse, shadows drift as banners flowing
‘pon pinecone promises of starlit dreams, where lavender voices echo melodic harmonies above foot print mosaics laced of soft green grasses. Enchantment comes in silhouettes of euphoric dreams on a periwinkle canvas… as brush strokes of nature gather in this twilight solitude, where your love is forever my tranquility
Good night Beautiful
Chris May 2015
-

Tear drops fall as I reach,
let me hold those for you
my hands need the moisture
and your cheeks are beautiful already

Love your dress, but your sadness
contrasts with the color
can I borrow your sorrow for a while,
you can keep the dress, it looks good on you

Outside is a sidewalk with a smile on it
well, it depends on which direction you are walking
walk this way, the other way you will see a frown
like yours, this way waits a smile, like mine

There’s a heart repair shop on the corner as well,
what do you say? I’ve collected the pieces of yours,
want to give it a shot? I hear they are pretty good,
they have one day service…

Not working huh? Then just take my hand,
the one with the pen in it and I will write you a poem
on a tissue you can use to dry those tears
when I succeed in getting your smile to reappear

*because I will
Chris Apr 2015
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I can’t take too many more days like today
I never noticed it was National Day of Loneliness on the calendar
No red circle highlighting anything,
but it came and I wasn’t prepared

There were no cards or decorations to celebrate,
no special cake or pies,
not even a sale at Penney’s, (which is odd on any day)

Just a lonely day sitting at my desk,
staring at a screen (I guess my computer knew)
missing you
Oh, there were a few emails, but nothing that filled this need,
this constant need I have for you

So I suppose I will make a note
in my reminder program
so that next year
on April 7th I will know
that I will be lonely
once again

Can’t wait for tomorrow
Chris Jun 2015
-

Caught in a turnstile dreaming
Spinning with no place to go
Reaching for lights in the ceiling
Blinded by something aglow

Losing my ticket on Sunday
Searching each pocket I wore
Wondering how I will get there
Into the arms I adore

Missing the bus that was leaving
Stopping for just a short while
Up pulls a man on a scooter
Wearing a slightly bent smile

“Hop on, I’ll go where you’re going”
He says as he gives it some gas
“Here, better put on this helmet,
So many cars we will pass”

We head out in either direction
Exits are lined by the way
Speed limits posted in crayon
Sixty-four color display

Then all at once we are flying
Sparrows look on with a sigh
Over a skyscraper napping
Snoring as we’re passing by

Higher and higher now climbing
I look at my watch, almost noon
We turn at the belt of Orion
A rest stop this side of the moon

When suddenly I am free falling
Tom Petty would surely be proud
I gaze at the station below me
The wind in my ears very loud

And there in the turnstile dreaming
I see once again it is true
Waiting in line with the others
Is me heading off to see you

That would explain why I’m happy
Head in the clouds up above
The ticket my hand it is holding
I’m going to be with my love
Just my imagination running away with me
Chris Apr 2015
.

Serene this eve of moonlit glow
neath star shine twinkled fall
Cicada song on whispers flow
of silhouettes a’ call

I feel the earth beneath my hand,
a drifting nocturne breeze
On river fern and willow’s stand,
past shadowed twilight trees

Yet all I see this wondrous place,
amidst of nature posed
The beauty of your perfect face
*within my eyes now closed
Twilight dreaming of you an wishing you a beautiful night
Chris Jun 2015
~

Lost at the edge of a long day,
far beyond the horizon’s glare,
coated in dreamsicle drippings
as a tangerine sky bids farewell

I melt into a burnt orange landscape
quivering across a haze brush field,
when mirage sent whispers appear
on tepid winds' echoing affections

Shielding my eyes I see,
dark bourbon hair flowing in the breeze,
a shimmering smile that blinds the setting sun,
as a distant shadow becomes love

Dusk now blushes at the sight of two figures
silhouetted upon a grinning full moon
embracing the passion of the night
*glowing in the dawning of twilight’s desire
Good night beautiful
Chris Apr 2015
.

Starlit whispers
woven through sunset auras
upon a moonglow butterfly’s wings,
enchant the horizon
in uttered silhouettes
cascading ‘neath quivering heavens

As fireflies dance
creating flickering constellations
on a canvas painted
in evergreen breeze promises
and magnolia longings,
effervescent dreamscapes beckon

I follow silently,
gazing into the soft light
of yellow Jasmine’s reflective forevers,
breathing in fragrances
of a beauty that can only bloom
*within your twilight smile
Chris Jun 2015
~
Weeping hydrangeas spill
sapphire tears falling,
drenching grey scale gardens
suspended, free flowing
a mobile of distractions
on tiny threads scattered
above clouded daydreams
Worded floating silent streams,
spinning slowly, creating phrases
on whirlwind petals,
browned edges frame
whispered wonderings
sans answers
upon somber breezes
of yesterday’s questions

or

A cappella Hydrangeas
send harmonic petals floating
upon melodic wind chime breezes,
suspended soft concerto clouds
on love sonnet strings
tuned to a spring day,
as flowering symphonies,
acoustic mobiles of emotion
bloom within a garden
of daffodils dreams
in unison with lyrical
compositions of nature’s
*enchanting song
I like the happy one best myself.  :)
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