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 Dec 2017
wordvango
never sure the water from dribbles   pure
from ever flows might maybe iron   rust
taint the clearest water pures    with
lust with calcium with ores
until
one day the fountain stood and shined
like raindrops from the crystal sky and spoke
dear sir you are mine
and kissed my brow my mouth with dreams
and washed my feet and called my name
and  made my life all seem
crystalline
stood in mists from evermore
and took my hand in hers
and shined
 Dec 2017
David Noonan
our mothers tears fill a hospital ward
as a doctor summons the Chaplins call
last rites administer to this tiny newborn
thrice in five days you're destined to fall
born with a hole in such a delicate heart
yet no doctor nor cleric could recognise
this was to allow the world seep through
a shining eighth wonder of pale blue eyes
held on the sill outside a neonatal room
i saw with my soul a love birthed anew
dad he promised that you'd be home soon
there to the years of childhood we grew

the time had come for mam to say to me
sister was different in other ways as well
not for you was destined a desk at school
nor books would you read nor stories tell
innocence of the pure and purity of truth
special she said born of down syndrome
and yet would i never once see you down
for your smiles to me evoke only wisdom
now as you pass over your fortieth year
my sister i cherish all that we hold dear
for you are a family's jewel in it's crown
raising a world from love handed down
for my sister Siobhan, a shining eighth wonder of pale blue eyes
✿ڿڰڿ♥♥ڿڰڿ✿✿ڿڰڿ♥♥ڿڰڿ✿

where the most importance resides on
the meadow
rise
in apparent
glaring
I saw
her eyes.


from the first moment I met him
I knew we sang the same song,
I watched from a distance
with loving eyes
staying his friend
all along


took several decades and wrong turns where
until I found that there
her being life
an angel you might call
her, yet flesh and blood,
and heart
and soul  so much
in tune with my
song.


I loved him    from afar
his caring heart, his loving soul
I kept a distance but, stayed near
giving love, encouragement, and hope
when I could sense his fear.


my lungs called her name for many years
sang out searching for her eyes
and did not know she had been
answering
all the time
along
in
away
I refused to hear.


I always heard his song
I sang back
never loud enough to be heard
and in my heart I would long.
I’d step back many times
but  
his song
would always draw me near,
I knew then that I would sing
until the combined melodies
he would hear.
Then one night melodies sang
calling song
answering
calling song….


And now,
like newness and hope and heaven
we sing together!


                      ✿ڿڰڿ♥♥ڿڰڿ✿
 Dec 2017
wordvango
To love,
      surety sure as the sky is blue
blue as any and all warmth
           of colored skin
true as truth on the lips
             of statues
of red lipstick on a rough chin
                  strong
as stronger hangs from steel
          taller skyscapes
and mountain limbs
            deep
deeper than a long call of
            an eagle soaring down
to her mate falling, falling
                  around down
down to almost crash
          but see
the seas as the blue rush crash
               on white sands beauty of
naked skin
                and hues of
sunlit scenes
                      in your bronze
brown skin your eyes,
    To love: In more brevity...
is all there is!
It’s the way
you know every word
my heart
has always yearned to hear
and when
we rest our heads on a pillow
you whisper
them all in my ear
and when
you place my hand in yours
my soul
leaps for joy and just knows
that we’ll
soar as high as heaven
leaving this earthly world below.
It’s the way
I hear the song of angels
and how
I feel the earth move beneath me
as my head
rests upon your heart
it’s in that melody
ringing with every kiss
as our lips unwillingly part.
And as I look
deep into your eyes
I can feel my tears welling
joyful tears
full of love and grace
for the love I see dwelling.
The greatest part
of knowing love
is not just the feelings you know true
but looking
deep into another’s eyes
and seeing
love looking back at you.
~
Ever know a person
who can’t      let go of the past
    in their head it eats away
what they think      they should have.
How deeply
              words can hurt
when hardened by jealous tone
words stemmed from
                  contempt
       can cut deep to the bone.
The past is the past       for a reason
let it stay
where it’s meant to stay
move on
from what you think       is yours
     make way for better days.
Show happiness
for others  
even       when it’s hard to do
believe it or not
it helps you      become a better you.
You can’t change
what was never         meant to be
but you can embrace
what you have in life        but
only if you set your thoughts
       of entitlements free.
                Don’t let yourself get caught up
      in the negativity      brewing in your head
  move on and enjoy     what you have in life
                         let others do the same
focus on what tomorrow will bring instead.
There is power         in words
     and when used in kind
     can comfort and sooth
a tortured     heart, soul and mind.
   So watch     what you say
       and just how you do
for some other sharp tongue
      might just attack you.
Just a storm that’s been brewing in my heart, I often wonder if we realize that words can hurt just as much as a connecting blow…
Learn to be happy with what you have in life, not what you think you’re entitled to for thoughts of entitlement brings strife. Let it go, move on, make life better for someone else.
 Nov 2017
wordvango
in her hair I figured
all along the strands down to her bangs
I lingered along the lashes
became a vision
leaked down a cheek fell onto
her silky neck
became a molecule came into her
blood flowed down her heart
pumped me into her toes as they curled
traveled vascular
up her spine-tingling and came
smiling out the corner of her mouth
a wet spot
next to the corner of her smile
soft silky moist glistens
a mist on her breath
a bit of touch on the pillow
a dream on the next day's memory
a dream for forever
I wish to freeze time
right now
and here
to this moment
of you
holding
me near.
always within your arms
forever
to be
feeling this beautiful love
of you
and me.                                  
a connection so strong
an embrace
so tight                                    
to love you forever
every day                                  
every night
it’s not hard to see
my tears
are
of love
silky and soft                                          
like
the
feather
of                                        
a dove                                        
our life of hopes and dreams
has just
begun                                              
our journeys entwined
became                                              
as one                                            
now walking hand and hand
in love                                            
and happiness                                                
my heart overflowing
in this                                                              
feeling
so glorious.                                                                                                                
~
Let ethereal fingers
   of my thoughts
      reach out
    like wisps
           of
drifting
          smoke
        to
           enfold
every inch of* [you]
     in a spectral
  lovers embrace.


A thousand miles
they shall reach
as I recall
[you]
      a smile
envision
[you]
  brown eyes
      and the gentleness
                  of
[us]
        sweet touching flesh.

Let my thoughts
   return to me
     the taste
     of
[you]
  honeyed lips
    the touch
     of
[you]
  warm hands
   the beauty
   of our kiss
   of our love.


             Allow I feel
                  [you]
          within my heart
           your presence
          holding me tight
            and the warmth
                 of our
          flesh entwined
             throughout
              the silent
               of night.


Embrace with me
       my love
  of flamed     memories
          of passion
      we have shared.


Yet look ahead
          with longing
               for greater
                      yet to be
within these
       beautiful moments
                recalled
                            of

­                               [you]
                                   and
                                        *[me]….
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