fallow winter does not bring
peace to the restless soul
finger-licked, waiting
on subtle winds shifting
for the tropical taste
of exotic droplets of rain
a salt-stained remembrance
in this time of dreaming

red-light ladies hatch
in raftered minds
a mass awakening
beneath hardened shell
freedom awaits wings
a collective opening
an essential
transformation

Undulating jade , juvenile days
Cold , salty rain
A seventh floor balcony
The gulls , the pelicans , the
sandpipers and me
Precious memory , precocious with crab bucket and flashlight ,
cut squid , open face reel , Panama
Jack mariners hat
Snorkels and sand dollars , shells , frothy
waters
Daughters , saltwater taffy , dolphins ,
mullet , catfish and boogie boards
Early breakers , soul shakers , thundering surf
The release of material worth
Sun melting into the western world
Gulf zephyrs kiss naked flesh ,
softening the man* ...

Master Manipulator
Parading around with all his strings
Trying to control
Persuade  
Use her to carry out his way of things
Why does everything always
have to be on his terms
Why does she even listen to  
all his mean and careless words
She is a real person
not just a puppet for his life
Now on to him and his ways
She finally sees the real him and understands
and is why she now carries scissors
in her hand :)

softy I SPEAK in sweetest
whispers TO THEE fondly...
truly. AND devoted am I to prove
that I  love THEE by Jove!

the Universe IS HER center stage
above AND below.
for SHE IS THEE my little dove
snowy white AND pure,
her beauty to be admired.
she is the one TO WHOM I REFER with glee.

i ask god, COULD SHE BE with me
for AS MUCH as an eternity?
she has crashed INTO ME so i am a
                               wreck.
it seems AS I AM INTO HER? we shall
.                                 see.

if yes AND IF SO, i want her
to respect THEN THIS PLEA FROM ME
which comes sadly
now WITH WOEFUL but happy
falling TEAR, hopefully my
affections WILL NOT GO TOO LONG
being that
call that goes UNANSWERED HERE, that
would be
regrettable.

i pray FOR HER SILENCE to go away
perhaps because it HURTS to be
forgettable.
yet it BUT IS what it is.
such beauty is RARE i must admit.

SO FAR AWAY!           YET SO NEAR!

we are where we are
BUT I WISH YOU WERE NEARER, DEAR!

BECAUSE it is in
EACH DOMINION
that ON SUCH OCCASION
you MUST UNWIND, your soul
SO AS TO
solely BE a sole
fragrance that is REBORN IN THE
MORNING SHINE, this day and the
next RETURNING AS
GLORIOUS AND AS FRESH AS THE NEW DAY
SKY, that is my wish.

AND you THEREUPON SHOULDST CARRY
ON upon a dream WITHOUT IMPERFECT
MOAN OR a mightier SIGH of loveliness.

I PLEAD WITH THEE TO MANUMIT YOUR
TIGHTENED CLASP THAT BINDS, you
sadly in slavery. now REST YOUR
WEARY HEAD A BIT ON MINE, AND EASE
INTO PLEASANT REVERIES with only me.

After ALL, THE DUSK you trust
HAS COME rightly
TO GIVE REST TO THEE, AND I
AM but what i am. i am
**YOURS AND YOURS AM I
--I AM RESTFUL SLEEP.

An imperial flat
round circle autocrat
where dipper yesterday
only quash their goad  
though doldrums there dock a yacht
for deeper waters afloat
let me take her far away
to the mellifluous island strand
with coral sand and coconut butter
as sea whips up in royal flush
to whisk her eventually from horse latitudes  
while temperate hold sway but
the moon air breeze with lavender
and stella star light again.

adorning night's drape
glittering arrays of stars
sparkling like jewels