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Jude kyrie Dec 2015
Windchimes

In my advancing years
Clarity eludes me now and then.
I sit quietly in the gazebo.
Your book and glasses
not yet removed from your seat.
Drifting into sleep
I awaken suddenly.
with confusion reigning again.

I quietly call your name
The need to see you is overwhelming.
I search the gardens for you
Panic setting in to my heart.
Then in the cool evening summer breeze.
The gentle chiming of the windchimes
Calm my panic as your soft words once did.

Then under the blooming arches
of the rose arbor I see you.
A basket of flowers hang from your arm.
The fading light from the evening sun.
Frames a halo about your long hair.

My eyes mist
So sweet so astoundingly beautiful
As calm as the mist on a summer's morn.
You smile at me
The windchimes ****** softly in the air.
You tell me the sweet wudruff is taking over
The hollyhocks need trimming
And the roses need pruning
You tell me all of these things.

But all I see is your
sweet heart of purest gold.
The rose arbor framing the light of my life.
Glowing as the sun
at the Centre of my small universe.
I fall to my knees to pay homage.
As you fade into the evening shadows.
Just the lilt of the windchimes
Dance over the perfumed bounty
Of our flowering gardens
Jude kyrie Oct 2016
Windchimes

A story of advancing years

And loss

By

Jude kyrie

In my advancing years
Clarity eludes me now and then
I sit quietly in the gazebo.
Your book and glasses
not yet removed from your seat.

Drifting into sleep I awaken suddenly.
with confusion reigning again.
I quietly call your name
The need to see you is overwhelming.
I search the gardens for you
Panic setting in to my confused heart.

Then in the cool evening summer breeze.
The gentle chiming of the windchimes
Calm my panic as your soft gentle words once did.

Then under the fragrant blooming arches
of the rose arbor I see you.
A basket of cut flowers hang from your arm.
The fading light from the evening sun.
Frames a halo about your long hair.

My eyes mist
So sweet so astoundingly beautiful.
As calm as the mist on a summer's morn.
You smile at me
The windchimes chime softly in the still air.

You tell me
the sweet wudruff is taking over
The hollyhocks need trimming
And the roses need pruning

You tell me all of these things.
But all I see is your sweet heart of purest gold.
The rose arbor framing the light of my life.
Glowing as the sun
at the Centre of my small universe.

I fall to my knees to pay homage to you.
As you fade away into the evening shadows.
Just the lilt of the windchimes
Dance softlly over the perfumed bounty
of our flowering gardens
For all suffering the horrible loss of dementia.
Blessing
Jude
Jude kyrie Aug 2016
Windchimes
A story of lasting love
by
Jude Kyrie

At the end of a hard day’s work in our garden.
Now exhausted and resting in my chair.
Feeling the need to see your smile again
I quietly call your name.
There is no answer of course
you have been in heaven for so long.
The onset of confusion clouds my memory.
Just the jingles of the breeze on the wind chimes
answer my call.
By your chair an open book and your glasses
still remain as if you may return.
My need to see you is now overwhelming.

I seek to find you everywhere in the house.
Then I see you stood under
the large flowering rose arbor.
A basket of flowers cut from the beds
hangs from your arm.
The fading sunlight of evening now
a halo about your long hair.
My eyes mist at the vision.
So sweet so astoundingly beautiful.
So cool like the mist of summer rain
You smile at me.
The wind chimes ****** once again.

You tell me the sweet woodruff is taking over.
The hollyhocks need thinning.
And the wisteria has become overgrown.
You tell me all of these things.
But all I see is your sweet heart of purest gold.

The rose arbor framing the light of my life
Glowing as the sun
at the centre of my small universe.
I long to kneel before you
to pay homage to you.
to say to you I love you darling.
but you fade into the sparkling
remnants of the melting sunlight.
As the wind chimes lilt in the evening air
over the blossoming perfumes
of our gardens bounty
Jude kyrie Jan 2017
Windchimes
By
Jude Kyrie


The windchimes lilt in the stirring trees
Sometimes it seems like you are here.
Memories now float in the summer breeze.

Aged Confusion brings me to my knees
That I can't find you my biggest fear
The windchimes lilt in the stirring trees

Then I see you gods have answered my pleas.
The windchimes voices brought you near.
Memories now float in the summer breeze

You say the trellis is choked with sweet peas
But your beautiful voice is all I hear.
The windchimes lilt in the stirring trees

The center of my universe is all I see.
Your beauty abundant soft and clear.
Memories now float in the summer breeze.

Then you fade far away from me.
Just the lilting chimes is all I hear
The windchimes lilt in the stirring trees.
Memories now float in the summer breeze
Another attempt at form poetry bu Jude
I really should not have spent two years
as class clown in English class
but in my own defense
she was awfully cute
Jude
Jude kyrie Aug 2015
My sorrows heavy my heart it cries
Beneath my wings a thousand sighs
The breath of angels gives me rise
Lift me to your azure skies

Leave no trace of hurt and pain
Lift me high above the rain
Teach me how to love again
And find the one who loves the same.

Take my wings up to the sky
Let my heart soar and fly
Let me hear the eagles cry
In flames of love that never die
Jude kyrie Jan 2016
In winters night
I hear the sounds
Of memories once
lost now found
The music plays
again in my head.
Yet all the pretty
flowers are dead.
In the frost of night
a cold wind blows.
A leafless branch
It’s sorrow shows.
I wonder if
the dying leaves.
Is why the mighty
oak tree grieves
winter blues
Jude kyrie Feb 2016
Seasons of love
Winters Child

by

Jude Kyrie

The cool winds of the Rockies
sent a chilling snow covered winter.
For me the pristine Canadian snowfall.
Was a season of joy and love.
In our small cabin my love and I.
Filled our needs in each other.
Me fat with hope and joy
and you my sweet baby girl.
With the late spring of the mountains
everything was sown for summer.
But you were here with the new lambs.
We celebrated life’s renewals together.
The animals and me.
It fills me with amazement the newness
of the earth in the cool spring days.
I shall cover myself in warm blankets
In another far off winter.
Another season of love.
And I shall sow once again
Jude kyrie Dec 2018
In the winter the night winds wail
Filled with fear and haunted glow
In stormy passages dreams now sail
With ghostly spirits inside their blow

Window frames creak and rattle
Death and livings eternal fight
Like some specter in a battle
Howling winds until morning's light.
Short not long winded
Jud4
Jude kyrie Nov 2018
As a little girl,
he sat next to me
at junior school.
I always liked him.
No much more than that.
Much much more....

Later at high school
we walked home together.
He would carry my books.
At graduation,
he was my date.
We even went
to college together.

That was when
we broke the chains
of friendship and
he became my lover.
My first and only love.

We married young
it was no surprise
to our parents.
They were expecting it.

Before I knew it
we had three kids.
Two girls and a boy.
Our son looks just like him.

September 10, 2001

It was just like any other day.
He came home from work
Cooked burgers
on the backyard barbeque.

We got the kids to bed
drank a glass of wine
went to bed at ten.
He wanted to make love
but I was exhausted
the kids had
been terror's all day.

September 11, 2001

The next day
he kissed me goodbye.
With a see you later honey.
I got a call from my friend
She said quickly
put on the TV.

I saw the towers fall
Turning to ashes
Like my life did
at that moment.

All I could think was
I wish I had made love
to him last night.

September 11, 2018

The children are all
grown up now.
He would be
so proud of them.

I look at my strong
handsome son.
He looks like him exactly.

We stand at ground zero
and say a prayer.
I whisper
it was always you honey
Only you.

As if by magic
he answered me
A giant beautiful rainbow.
Circled over New York City.
And I know it was for me.
for all who suffered loss
by this senseless act of violence.
Peace and Blessings
Jude
Jude kyrie Jan 2017
Wish Me A star --For My Children

A Poem--
For My Children
By
Jude Kyrie


When My time on earth has done.
look into the clear blue night sky.
Find a star in the heavens
that has no name.
and give it mine.

Then you will know
I am still here with you.
Never forsaking you.
You all were the brightness
in my life
shining from childhood to adults
Seeking my hand
to guide you through
the turbulent rapids of life.

When I am gone
look each night at my star
I will shine down on you always.
Twinkling like the life
that you brought to my eyes.
Until you join me
once again
in the great forever.
Love you Guys forever
With all my heart
Dad
Jude kyrie Jan 2017
Within your Eyes
a poem
By
Jude Kyrie

Sweet hypnotic dreamy trances
Visions through my senses sigh.
As I fall inside the glances
Of your lovely eyes

The shine of love light now advances
And glows brightly upon my soul.
Filling my heart with loving fancies
Feeling the passion in me rise

In their light, my heart embraces
Overwhelming sweet delights
All your beauty and your graces
Pour from your lovely eyes
Looking into your eyes forever
My Love
Jude
Jude kyrie Nov 2018
In the wild Canadian north
the winter wolf howls in the night.
ghostlike from behind the skeleton trees
in the frozen winter Forrest
her belly lies close to the earth
hearing the drumbeat
of those of her pack long past.
hearing her mothers heartbeat
as when she lay in her womb.
The frozen air catches
the edges of her fur
still, she lies silent.
and unnoticed
Her white coat as pure as the snow
providing her survival stealth
and camouflage
patiently awaiting her prey
for the cubs in her belly will
be fed this night
it is the way of the wilds
something must die
in order for her to live
she must die protecting her young
for they are the tomorrows
of her lineages.
She is but the vessel
that will take them there.
Blue eyes as cold as ice
awaiting her prey.
Awaiting her future
Awaiting her destiny
I have a cottage in the northern lakes
of Ontario
on winter nights
you can hear the wolf cry
Jude
Jude kyrie Sep 2015
When I first saw you
so beautiful my eyes misted.
How can you be so perfect.
All my life I had been searching
in the empty spaces between
happiness and forever.
Then you came to me.
Like springtime
full of new begginings
and warmth to let the flowers
grow where I had planted them
so long ago.
in the forever garden
within my heart
Jude kyrie Mar 2019
women… .go figure

She tripped me up in junior school
I grazed both my knees
Had to see the nurse.

At Halloween
she broke into my locker
And stole my candy stash.

She copied my math homework
And Got me an F.

Later she told my first date
At the prom I was gay.
Just trying to look straight.

I married  her last week
If that's all she wanted
Why on earth
Didn't she say so.
My umpteenth
attemptat understanding
the fairest ***
Jude kyrie Aug 2015
Beneath the
reviving oak tree
it is early spring.
The air is fresh.
Hints of new life
interrupt the silence
of the woodlands.
a milky sun fights
to bring warmth
to the bluebells
it knows are waiting
for its illuminated call.
Above me in
the budded branches.
a woodpecker
acts as a reporter
bringing the glad news
of the new season
to all the creatures
in the forest.
its beak
tap tap tapping
on natures typewriter.
Jude kyrie Sep 2015
I walked alone within the woods
With long lost wounds upon my heart
In bitterness my poor heart stood
When a songbird played its part

It’s tiny warbles filled the air
With music sweet and bright
It’s song touched a candle to the stars
And illuminated the purple night.

Yet he set all the stars alight
With just his tiny call
I smiled at the joys of all of life
And kissed them scars and all.
Jude kyrie Mar 2016
My darling
if ever any other woman were to  kiss me
all she would taste is you.
Jude kyrie Dec 2015
Wounded Knee--December 29 1890


The icy wind blows through the trees
The Lakota tribe brought to its knees
Red stained snow marks the shame
No one left to take the blame
History of a settlement marked in blood
Euphemized for the common good
In all of time the land defiled
with the spilled blood of a native child
In Washington the politicians sleep
But I know why the willow trees weep
125 years ago today
AUTHORS NOTES

Wounded Knee
(December 29  1890)
The day was icy cold as winter gripped
The Lakota Sioux were on their reservation
The division of the 7th cavalry
arrived to disarm the tribe
the weapons were handed over
in general compliance to the order
An older tribesman was deaf
he did not understand
and refused to give up his rifle
insisting he paid much money for it.
In the altercation his rifle was discharged
The cavalry started firing indiscriminately
at the mostly unarmed Lakota
the few remaining armed tribesmen
were quickly suppressed
men women and children
were killed and wounded
Blood covered snow
strewn with bodies
was the final scene
in all at least
150 men, women and children
of the Lakota tribe lay massacred
some state the number to 300
The bodies of the Lakota
were buried in a mass grave
later twenty cavalrymen of the 7th
were awarded the Medal of Honor
Jude kyrie Aug 2016
Wrinkle d in sepia
By
Jude Kyrie

I know it was me
All my fault.
How I need to see you now
just once not to talk or hold you
just to see you alive
and beautiful.
Just for a moment that's all.

In my bedroom drawer
the old pictures that were us.
No longer in thier glass frame.
smashed in a fit of desolation.
Now a sad *** of history
under old birthday cards.

I lay them gently
on the table
Smoothing them.
As if I could
smooth the wrinkles
you left in my life
Jude kyrie Oct 2015
I know it was me
mea culpa my fault
How I need to see you
just once not to talk.
just to see you alive
and beautiful.
just for a single moment.
In my bedroom drawer
The pictures that were US.
no longer in glass frames
smashed in a fit of desolation.
Now a *** of history
under old birthday cards
I lay them gently
on the table
Smoothing them
as if I could
smooth the wrinkles
You left in my life.
Jude kyrie Aug 2015
How I need to see you
just once not to talk
just to see you alive
and beautiful.
In my bedroom drawer
the pictures that were us.
No longer in frames
smashed glass done
in a fit of desolation.
Now just a *** of history
under old birthday cards.
I lay them gently
on the table
Smoothing creases.
As if I could
smooth the wrinkles
you left in my life.
Jude kyrie Jul 2018
There's nothing for my eyes to see
No color light or poetry
I am covered with transparent skin
That shows all the pain and hurt within
No words can pass my saddened lips
All happy joy is forever eclipsed
a mountain of words
with no meaning or rhyme.
Please write for me,
just one last time
Constipation of the lexicon
Writers block
jude
Jude kyrie Mar 2016
I know you hate love poems
roses  and greetings cards
do nothing for you.
perhaps you are too grounded
to the roots of Terra firma.
but I have to tell you
in words that are not poetic
how the sight of you just
sipping a cup of tea
in a China cup.
fills me with wanton
feelings of desire for you.
Jude kyrie May 2016
You and I
By
Jude Kyrie

*We have suffered
the same wounds
you and I.
Wounds that poured blood
from the same places.
I know we can survive
This I am sure of

We share the same scars
You and I.
Cuts across our hearts
But now they are a lost memory
In a past so far away

We share the same love
You and I
Never ending
Always re-growing
Every year that passes
like the sweetest seasons.
Jude kyrie May 2016
You are

you are the fresh snowfall
that falls in gentle
mantle to protect the
living roots of all things
keeping them safe
from the harsh winter cold.
in the shadows of its
pristine surface
our reflections embrace.

you are the summer rain
cooling and refreshing
satisfying the thirst
of a parched earth.
bringing renewal to the
green valleys.
in its collected pools
our reflections
share a kiss.

you are the sun
the center of my small universe.
your warmth and light
growing the deeps roots
of my love into a mighty tree.
with your light shining
from your eyes.
In thier mirror
I kiss you forever.
Jude kyrie Sep 2016
You are a Woman Honey
…Jude's advice to his teenage granddaughter


*If you grow up to be the type of woman
That men want to look at.
Well let them look at you
Show them what a real woman looks like.
Let's thier eyes learn your power.

If you grow up to be the type of woman
That men want to touch.
Well if it's right for you let them
But understand why they want to.

Are they reaching for a drug
A drink a fix to loneliness.
Are are they reaching to touch you
Your heart your spiril your beauty inside.
That wants to help every hurt animal
Or every lost soul.

You are strong not made of
Excuses promises and metaphors.
You are a Woman.

If you grow up the kind of woman
That men want to hold.
Well if it's right let them hold you.
Let them hold you as the woman
Who is smart equal and strong.

Not as the Oracle that can fix their
Lost identity with all the answers.
You don't have them
You are a Woman not a crutch.
Or a drink of wine
Ore a rose petal.
Help him stand
upon his own feet.
Not on yours.

If you grow up
to be the kind of woman
Men want to love.
That's ok
let them love you.
Just know the difference
between being loved
And falling in love yourself.

Falling in love
is flying to the planets.
When you have never left
the one traffic light town.
It is breathing the air
at the top of mountains
Where eagles fly.

And if it falls down
and love flies away.
Do not break up with
its crumbling dust.
Remember
you have seen the planets.
Been to mountain tops.
They will always be beautiful.
And love
will always be beautiful as well.

You will know you are not just
looking for a place to be.
And that you are the place.
A place to be shared with a worthy lover.
Who knows and loves your power
And the magnificent life you can build
With your woman's  hands
And strong woman's heart.

Grandad
Jude
Forgot to say
I love you honey
Grandad Jude
Jude kyrie Jan 2016
Joe
The eldest of us all
He would pick me up after work
And sing to me I was his baby sister

You are my sunshine my only sunshine

I loved him so big and solid so good
I used to hug his neck as he lifted me
Like a feather in his arms
I love you Joe
I love you Sweetie

You make me happy when skies are grey

There was a war in far off  land
I do not understand wars
I just wanted my Joe

You never know dear how much I love you

He went away in a soldiers uniform
I waited at the gate for him every day
Come back Joe I miss you

Please don’t take my sunshine away

Two soldiers came today and talked to mom
She wept and held her head in her hands
At night in my sleep I see you Joe
You lift me up in your strong arms
So safe so loving so sweet
In the distance from a long way away
I hear your voice again Joe

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
when skies are grey


I feel safe again Joe
I know your alright.
Jude kyrie Aug 2015
Joe

The eldest of us all
He would pick me up after work
And sing to me I was his baby sister

You are my sunshine my only sunshine

I loved him so big and solid so good
I used to hug his neck as he lifted me
Like a feather in his arms
I love you Joe
I love you Sweetie

You make me happy when skies are grey

There was a war in far off  land
I do not understand wars
I just wanted my Joe

You never know dear how much I love you

He went away in a soldiers uniform
I waited at the gate for him every day
Come back Joe I miss you

Please don’t take my sunshine away

Two soldiers came today and talked to mom
She wept and held her head in her hands
At night in my sleep I see you Joe
You lift me up in your strong arms
So safe so loving so sweet
In the distance from a long way away
I hear your voice again Joe

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
when skies are grey


I feel safe again Joe
I know your alright.
Jude kyrie Feb 2016
you are my sunshine

Joe
The eldest of us all
He would pick me up after work
And sing to me I was his baby sister

You are my sunshine my only sunshine

I loved him so big and solid so good
I used to hug his neck as he lifted me
Like a feather in his arms
I love you Joe
I love you Sweetie

You make me happy when skies are grey

There was a war in far off  land
I do not understand wars
I just wanted my Joe

You never know dear how much I love you

He went away in a soldiers uniform
I waited at the gate for him every day
Come back Joe I miss you

Please don’t take my sunshine away

Two soldiers came today and talked to mom
She wept and held her head in her hands
At night in my sleep I see you Joe
You lift me up in your strong arms
So safe so loving so sweet
In the distance from a long way away
I hear your voice again Joe

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
when skies are grey


I feel safe again Joe
I know your alright.
the little girl was my sister Irene
Joe was the eldest boy.
when the army chaplain
came with the news of joes death
my mom did not cry
she instead  cleaned the kitchen floor
on her knees more in prayer
than because the floor needed cleaning.
she had 10 children
Joe was her first child.
Jude
Jude kyrie Dec 2015
Joe

The eldest of us all
He would pick me up after work
And sing to me I was his baby sister

You are my sunshine my only sunshine

I loved him so big and solid so good
I used to hug his neck as he lifted me
Like a feather in his arms
I love you Joe
I love you Sweetie

You make me happy when skies are grey

There was a war in far off  land
I do not understand wars
I just wanted my Joe

You never know dear how much I love you

He went away in a soldiers uniform
I waited at the gate for him every day
Come back Joe I miss you

Please don’t take my sunshine away

Two soldiers came today and talked to mom
She wept and held her head in her hands
At night in my sleep I see you Joe
You lift me up in your strong arms
So safe so loving so sweet
In the distance from a long way away
I hear your voice again Joe

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
when skies are grey


I feel safe again Joe
I know your alright.
Anti War through eyes of a little girl.
Jude kyrie Feb 2016
You are the sun
lighting  my days
with your
warm sweet light.
I am the moon
brightening
the night for you
with my soft
blooms of stardust.
Jude kyrie Mar 2019
There's a place hidden  inside of  us all,
we keep it  to  ourselves so that no one  can see it.
You see It contains all  of the  secrets
that the  heart contains.
Whenever it is seen by another  person
we lose our control,we lose our Hearts.
It has happened to me just. Once.
Only  once.

She was a cop
well not really
a hostage negotiator
the term I think is first responder.
I was sat on the edge of a high rise.
Twenty-six storey high building  
the people below in the far away  street
looked like ants.
But I felt like one.
I wanted to end it all
and dive into  oblivion.

Sure I had a gun
but it was not to use  on someone else
it was for my last resort.
That's when she appeared
about  ten feet behind me.
She had a kind Consolation about  her.
Tell me it's not about  a woman  she said.
How  did she know that.

It's my wife she's leaving  me
taking the kids.
Why she asked.
Because  she has found someone  
she loves  more  than me.

She pulled  a beer out of  her purse.
Want to share my last beer she asked.
OK but you have  to sit on the Ledge With me .
She did
oh my god she was pretty for a cop.
Can I have you put the gun away she said.
It was my last resort but I gave it to her.
She joined me on the ledge

We cracked open her last beer.
She said its OK
my husband left  me he
said I was a workaholic
It's true I am

I looked at her eyes they were beautiful
He must of been crazy I said.
She smiled.
Come down with me
she purred back to ground zero.
Only if you will have a date with Me
She smiled
so if I date you you won't  **** yourself.
I I guess so.
OK we will do it
one date
Promise
Yes I promise.

I followed  her  downstairs
the cops grabbed me.
And I knew
she had played me like a stradivarius.

I got out out of jail six months  later
It was ok
Three hots and a cot.
A nice guy shared my cell.
No one tried to *** **** me.  
When I was outside  the gate
A car pulled  up.
It was my cop.
The one who  shared  her last beer.
I said what the **** do you want.
You just got me six months in the sneezer

She smiled  that beautiful  smile of hers.
Did you  learn anything in there.
Yes I learned not to trust Beautiful lady cops
She said I am here aren't I.
Yes, you are why?
You wanted a date
And I promised you one date right.

Yes you did.
Well take me on one.
We went for dinner
It was great she was so great.
She looked at me
Have you got over your wife leaving.
Yes I have
We shouldn't have  been together  really
It was for the kids.
OK do you want to see me again.
I whispered  yes I do you are lovely.

Two years  later.


Our second  child was born.
She will be as beautiful as her mother I hope.
My kids come to us half the time we got joint custody.
I got work as fireman.

I sit in my chair  some nights
and just look at her
She saved my life.
She shared her last beer with me.
And you know
what they say.
If you save Somebody's life.
They belong to you.
Be careful
When you fix someone
That is broken
They will belong  to you
Jude kyrie Sep 2016
I was shocked when she died
I always thought I would go first.
I was faithful even after forty years.
of our mundane marriage.

I know she did not love me
In fact I know I did not love her.
You are besotted with Anabel
She said so many times.

But Anabel was married
almost as long as I was.

I never lied and said
it was not true
Because it was.

After she passed away
Anabel's husband left her
He moved to the west coast
and played lounge piano
In a bar.

She came over to see me
Not carrying a *** of stew
Or a cake
like the other lonely vultures.

She was so beautiful
So much what
I had always wanted
Well it's time she said.
They both have gone.

She looked
so beautiful to me.
Kiss me honey
she purred.
I held her close to me.
Too close
Her softness
was beyond my limits.

I placed my lips
close to hers.
A fire burned in me
Like nothing before.
It was need and want.
covered in gasoline
And a match
applied igniting
an inferno.

Then on the mantle
I saw her picture
the one when
we got married.
She was so
beautiful then.
I am sure it
smiled at me.

I pulled away
from Anabel.
A magnet
that had held me
for nearly forty years.
And I started to weep
I realized after
Losing her.
I loved my wife
beyond belief.
Jude kyrie Sep 2015
She had a bad look in her eye.
I knew I was going to get it.
Here it came the ultimatum.
Either ask me to marry you
or get lost.
Stop wasting my time
my clock is ticking.
I thought it was
a bomb ticking actually.
But ultimatums are not the best way
to get you what want from me.
So I looked her straight in the eye.
and gave her my tough look.
And said alright
if that’s the way  you want it.
You go your way
and I will go your way too.
Jude kyrie Oct 2015
You know something my love.
I never realized how much
I was in love with you.
It wasn’t roses moonlight or
diamond rings.

It was the vision you painted in my mind
of an old house
with a neat white fence.
You with your shirt off.
Digging the flower beds.

I was watching from the window
Wearing an apron with a
Beware of the cook
she bites logo
baking cookies>

I saw you playing soccer with our
yet to born three kids
so reassuring to them
even when they were hopeless at it.

In your paintings I saw you leaving for work
On cold winters mornings tired
from one of the children crying all night.
But stopping to kiss me and whisper
Have a good day love.

Of you falling asleep
on the sofa after dinner
A cute puppy sat between us.

Even after decades I could see you
holding my hand with its age spots
As we strolled slowly in the park.
Breathing the rich fragrance
of the red autumn leaves.

Then falling asleep in our bed
My head on your chest as always.
As your hand held my hair from my eyes.

I  did not need money and diamonds my love.
You got me with your artwork.
Painting in my heart
a canvas so rich and warm
Of a beautiful life yet to be lived.
With a value beyond all worldly wealth.
Jude kyrie Jun 2016
You write poetry ?
she almost cackles in disdain.
Followed by an incredulous eyeroll
Who the **** reads poetry anymore.

She continued that's pointless
And unattractive
How do hope to get a girl.
As though getting bedded
Was the reason I write.

She introduced me to her sister
I wrote poems for her
That spilled my soul onto the paper.
She read them and
saved them in a collection.

a few weeks later
She invited me to her bed.
A place where I still
read her my poetry.
So many many years later.
Jude kyrie Sep 2015
Did you ever know
how much you loved me?
That you would always feel this loss
despite time and distance.
You were too young back then
full of forever’s and immortality.
Destiny is a wind that blows
the autumn leaves far away.
When I see you older now
I hear your sorrow
I hear your heart
I taste your regret
But then
You were too young to know.

— The End —