The chirping of a
lonesome invading cricket
The only sound
on this summer night
The Broken silence of the house
Amplifies the sadness.

Outside the spilled moonlight
Collects in silvered pools
A tangled clematis
Beautiful in its radiance.

Clouds of prayers
wisp upwards to the heavens
And the reflections
of a billion barren stars
Create constellations of ghost.

Peering into the depths
of unknown tommorows
Seeking the one
to cure all loneliness forever.

Hearts knowing she is there
Even if unfound and unseen.
Just as the stars are there
In the daylight
when they too are unseen.

His dream was returning
the one he loved.
Every time it came he felt at peace .
She walked out of the mist as always.
young and beautiful
as breathtaking as the first moment
He had laid eyes upon her sixty years ago.

She offered her outstretched hand to hm
As usual he left his tired old body
It was so old and frail
And he was young handsome man again.

Her hand holds his so gently.
He turns to her
her eyes like deep blue pools.
Her cherry lips smiling
Then the kiss
…..Oh god the kiss

The one he longed for
So often since she passed.
Soft music was playing
And the danced together
as the sof often did.

But he realized
this was where he always awoke
and returned again
back to the old man's body
sad and lonely.

But as he turned to return
the old man was lay as if sleeping.
She held him closer to her breast.
Its alright my love she purred.
You are here with me now.
He is gone.

He turned into the dream
and together they walked
across a  pathway
High in the clouds.
To a garden where
the sun always shines
And darkness never comes.

SEASONS WHIMSY

The morning mist is floating
Over the surface of the
deserted silvered lake.
A lonely heron skims over
the lakes silent still waters

late summer dew collects
upon the tired maple leaves.
Quietly awaiting
the winds of autumn.
To Initiate their annual
vermilion metamorphosis..

Gentle mist of fog
rise from the
warm lake waters.
drifting in spirals
slowly skywards.
Like souls in grace
returning to heaven.

All over the Woodlands
are autumns chilling signals
And my soul is mourning
the last breaths
of a dying summer

A Sunset On The Lake

Down beyond the woodlands
The majestic golden sun
On silent shining waters
its glowing reflection hung

Amber clouds spread like curtains
as they passed the fading sky
I could almost hear them closing
as the daylight bid goodbye

The gentle weeping breezes
in the pine trees by the shore
Sang a song of nature’s anthem
to  remember for evermore.

A holy reverent silence
That no creature dared to break
In each soul brushed a painting
Of that sunset on the lake.

In beauty so transcending
As the water lapped my feet
Spoke beauty in a language
That had no need to speak

Then under the cloak of evening
Played a softened lullaby
Sleepily splashing on the wavelets
under a dreamy darkened sky.

If I should live forever
This vision will awake.
Visions will leave me never.
Of that sunset on the lake

Time travels of an old man


It's simple to be young again
No longer old and frail like me.
But handsome and seventeen
I close my eyes and find
sleep descending
like a foggy mantle.

My buddies join me
We are sharing a doobie in Nam.
I can still  feel the love of these guys.
Soldiers get closer than wives.
The evening is dark tonight
Moonless.

Charlie mounts an attack.
The tracer bullets light up the clearing.
My young friends are cut down.
Crying for their mother.

Air power blows Charlie away.
Joe my best friend
lies dying in my arms.
He whispered  his last breath
I love you man.
I am weeping
Not as much as I love you man.

I was hit too but not dead.

My travels in time move on now
It's six months later in West Virginia

I walk to the trailer door
With the use of my cane.
A new lifelong appendage.

A beautiful  young woman  answers
She is holding a baby in her arms.

I pass the letter that we prepared
In case well just in case.
It has blood on the envelope
I tell her it was mine.

She wept as she read Joe's letter.
I hold her baby as she reads it.
Whispering to him
See buddy your just fine
Your not dead at all.
I love you man.

I wake from my time travels
It's the 21st century.
But the tears in my eyes
Are from so long ago.

First love is the original sin of lust.
When it's taste explodes in your senses.
All the church bells chimed sweet music.
You found me in an unsuspecting instant.
And I gripped you like a drowning man.

Youth hides the impossible chances of repetition
We were sharing the neutrinos that passed through us
The chains of childhood melted leaving us unfettered.
In innocence we found the bottomless pool
Of the purest lust.
Had the sky ever been so blue
Or the ocean so clear.

Take my heart my love
Never let it go
This place we have found
All the clarity we desire.
The world below us
Are all blind
Yet we can see.

The storms of youth
Exploded in our light
The snows of our
Shangri-la melted
And I missed you.

I searched the earth to find you
Walking in the hinterland of joy
Can you see me my love
Look into the clouds of smoke
Left from our fires.
This place is a wasteland
Come to me
Entwine our hearts
Become one with me
Fly away together
...  to our paradise lost

She sees the young people.
Exchanging daydreams
In beautiful  eyes
across the room

The woman with silvered hair
Sighs and sips the vinegar wine.
Her black ash mascara
awaiting her tears that are
Ready to trail her cheeks
with unwanted memories.

Time awaits for her
around the shadows wearing
A scythe and cloak in fearful dread.

A lifetime of assignations
lie in the graveyard .
A lone plot deep and dark
It's soil freshly dug
Bears her name.

she nods politely  at the young.
Her smile hiding the wreckage
Of her life.
But she knows the truth

That lies beneath her makeup
The dried lipstick on crystal glasses
That will not wash away.
Or the water Stains on her soul
Of a thousand stories
She has never written.