Indian summer has now arrived,
riding high on its blue-saddled sky,
of mixed coloured clouds of bold tie-dye,
bright, ripe days and crispy-clear nights,
reaching the ****** of the season's delight.

September soon will enter the room,
leaves will tremble at their impending doom,
lovers shall stroll down lanes two-by-two,
sharing softly whispers of "I love you."

long ago,
leaving me to weak to yell,
i
saw a single stone laying in the dust
along the road.
Taken by its
loneliness,
i
reached
down
to pick it up,
placed it
crying
inside my left breast-pocket
without
an angry word,
(or none)
as the world
imploded
from within my
empty soul
and the birds
above
had ceased to
sing.

without you is a lonely shore,
a stretch of sand, a closing door,
where wisps the winds from off the waves,
such mockery of my heart they make.

no matter what the time of day,
i think, i dream of you this way:
hand in hand, at last as one,
sharing laughter, love and fun.

with these, my tired, aging hands,
i would weave a floral garland strand,
create a wreath of petals sweet,
place it upon your head so neat,
and in the setting of the day,
we'd frolic and we'd dance and play,
like young lovers do and for all time,
you'd love me and i'd call you mine.

Wonder where I'm going, past azure fields of pain,
where the wild wind is blowing,
where damnation earns its name.

Rivers running bitter cold, through dusty, ancient woods,
and as my soul was starving, I'd forgotten if I could
love or laugh, cry or sigh, gain or pain, live or die
(I slept on cairns of greystone and never realized
there was a bed of feathers so close by.)

Wonder where I went, through dusty courts of dew,
as when the air was steaming and my emotions screamed at you.

Flowers falling on the floor, time wasted by the yard,
as all you wanted was to open up my tangled, shattered heart
soul and mind, soft and kind, enduring all you stood by
(I forgot myself, on an empty shelf, where my spirit
slowly slipped and died).

When I discover where I'm heading, along the highway where I'll
vie,
in the land of rocky bedding, as my anguished thoughts are shedding,
something softly tells me, (somewhere deep inside)
your gentle, tiny hands will hold me,
should I ever learn to cry.

you are, you sing, a (rock) star,
but you are so much, much more,
you are, you are, who you are,
and who you are is someone adored,
by those who come to see you,
on the stage beneath the lights,
dancing, and laughing, really true,
sharing your all throughout the night!

For you are much more than a rock star,
you are YOU, bright, shining you,
with so many who love you for who you are,
you sing, you dance, you glimmer, yes, indeed you do!


-inspired by this video of Vera Wylde performing "So What" by Pink:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFIn84SLnY8&feature;=player_embedded

i
want to cry,
when i think about
your eyes,
i
want to touch you
and wish
for just a single,
endless
kiss,
a kiss upon your
eyelids
and lips...
just one?

Satin-textured shamrock flower,
whose eyes chrome the seas
of the faded cushioned theatre seats,
with their sparkling, piercing power--
You,
saunter sprightly up and down,
lyrical laughter over-bounds,
in quick-timing
to the taste
of your Irish school-girl ways.

We take time enough to see,
those livid, lush-red cheeks,
(ripe, rose-blushed every time
as you savour sweet the wine)
that sanctifies
your softly senses,
sans pretenses,
whereon your wings of
wonder float and fly.

Scented, tactile spirit-showers,
all the joy we need,
as the stage-light's haunting beam,
Sheers the magic of this hour--
You,
lightly lift us off the ground,
set us oh, so softly down
upon those rhyming wisps of air
that caress your auburn hair.

Now, I, a poor poet,
upon this paper
play
pleasing poetics of your praise,
whilst the ink upon these lines,
dries far faster than the tears
falling
from my wistful, yearning eyes
in exaltation of
your Wings of Wonder Ways.

today you took me by surprise,
bright smile, dancing eyes,
loosened the noose on yet another lonely day,
wherein the depths of these shadows I do lay,
again, you came a-light,
golden skin, heart a-flight,
taking the time to share some of your life with me,
the very essence of your softly sweet vitality,
beauty, you breathe the skies,
today you took me by surprise