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Kurt Carman Dec 2018
Falling into a dream swept sleep,
I'm guided by two spirit forms,
Drifting through seraphic white rooms
That take my breath away.
Its in this space....well, I just feel at home.

"Taking you to see someone special", they tell me.
Our innerstanding guided us to this endless space.
Spit fire stars and hissing comets shown the way
And when Sagittarius kissed the twins,
The music began to play.

There you were, peaking around a comet.
That amazing smile that always defined you as special.
We danced your hand in mine, spinning without authority...
I told you how great it was to see you again.
You kissed my cheek and we embraced for an eternity.
Maybe it was the wine I drank last evening or maybe this was your way of telling me your watching me. Either way, it was certainly a sweet reunion in the form of a gift. I love and miss you Mother!
  Nov 2018 Kurt Carman
Jen
No one really knows,
Where we go.
No matter how strong,
Together,
And reinforced 
We try to be;
There is 
A force we can't control:
Fragility. 

So,
Let's not 
Think so much.

Our nature
Eludes true 
Vulnerability.
Kurt Carman Nov 2018
It’s this morning. that our first snow arrives,
Tree’s bare, fallen leaves flush our creek crimson.
The ghosts of the autumn have passed once more,
And my tears for them melt the snow away….
Fall is gone until next year
Kurt Carman Nov 2018
Cat’s song whirls me back to that time in my life,
Back to the “Wild-World” years.
I close my eyes, trying to evoke,
All the special moments we spent together.

As I sit here gathering all the forgotten remnants…I focus on a blurred image of your face.
And in a twinkling, I’m transported to our place on the Hudson we loved so much
Do you recall watching the Sunset and our passion rise?
As we move closer together, our eyeglasses complicate the moment…we try to contain the laughter

Fast forward to a forgotten Berkshire dirt road,
A faded AM station declares “Treat her like a lady”.
I catch a glimpse of the sparkle in your eyes…
And your evanescent smile…as you lean over and kiss my cheek.

When the day is nearly done, we walked; your hand in mine to Promenade Hill
And as we lay there counting stars you whisper “Take the ribbon from my hair”
Only the man in the moon can speak to the adoration we once had for one another.
Petrified memoirs of an opportunity squandered

As this vision begins to fade,
Like the golden clouds of dust in my rearview mirror,
I find myself in the here and now.
Your voice echoes in my head

I’ll never forget…….

Your amazing smile,

Gazing in your beautiful eyes,

The way you made me laugh,

….And the ribbon in your hair.
I have always believed its possible to time travel. This is a poem about my first love back in 1968. I think of you often and I know you'll be with me always until the end of time.
  Nov 2018 Kurt Carman
Bea Autumn
Before we walk into our golden dream

I want you to know you're my Everything

When we met I knew It then

Been waiting for your ever after since

Our love resides inside our hearts

Together infused even when were apart

So when your willing to make a new start

With all you are and to give your vows

I'll say I will I'm ready now
Old poem* Love* BTW  Happy Birthday to a special man today!
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