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Sep 2021 · 249
Marsha
My dear, you had me long ago,
sly wanton that you are,
your words awoke my lover's heart:
cut deep, yet left no scar.
for Marsha Singh, poet extraordinaire
Sep 2021 · 107
Blow a Kiss
In the murky swamp that is my heart
each frog and crocodile
feels like a prince who's just been crowned
when you blow a kiss, and smile
Recovered from a response to a Marsha Singh masterpiece.
May 2021 · 112
Regrets
Regrets never
take a day off
so make amends
May 2021 · 104
My Child
I will teach you to
fly with your dreams
by soaring in mine
May 2021 · 103
I'm Not
Don't think I'm a creep
I'm just more like you
than you dare to admit
May 2021 · 90
Choices
You were my best
one. Then why
wasn't I yours?
May 2021 · 75
Pyrrhic Victory
I think I have exorcized
the demons in my closet--
I burned down the house.
May 2021 · 67
Some Mornings
I feel
your voice
melting my heart
when
we rise together,
singing.
May 2021 · 92
Today
I was
judged
for my actions,
drained
by futile explanations,
and
drowned
by
others'
expectations.
May 2021 · 69
What We Gave
When it is all over
between us
we will always have
what we gave
to love
May 2021 · 104
Bookmark3
When  it is over between us
I'll read our lines again
but I'll never read
The End
May 2021 · 88
Sometimes
Sometimes
in your eyes
I feel something
connecting us
from
beyond
May 2021 · 84
It Swings
When the moon sings,
the stars dance,
the heavens shout,
"Glory!"
May 2021 · 90
Moonshadow
Surrounded
by a multitude of
stars
moon never turns her
face
away from earth
ashamed
of her
dark side
May 2021 · 885
Life
Life happens
to you,
for you,
and
through you.
May 2021 · 92
Autumn Diaries
Gold
leaves
rustle
underfoot,
dropped
from parched
trees that can't
hold their stories
any
longer
May 2021 · 88
The Steps
The second step
is to pray
to God.
The first step
is to
believe
that he hears you.
May 2021 · 171
Dreams
Broken wings,
when made of
dreams,
can still
fly
May 2021 · 75
Evening Reflections
Don't be overwhelmed by
loneliness,
for God is with you now
to hold you tight
May 2021 · 99
Good Mornings
This morning feels
beautiful
because you are
here
humming your sweet
melodies
Nov 2020 · 109
Psalm 91
He who dwells in the secret
     place of the Most High
shall abide under the
     shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, "He is my
     refuge and my fortress;
My God, in Him I will trust."

Surely He shall deliver you
     from the snare of the fowler
and from the perilous
     pestilence,
He shall cover you with
     His feathers,
and under His wings
     you shall take refuge;
His truth shall be your
     shield and buckler.
You shall not be afraid of
     the terror by night,
nor of the arrow that flies by day,
     nor of the pestilence that
walks in darkness,
     nor of the destruction that
lays waste at noonday.

A thousand may fall at your side,
     and ten thousand
at your right hand,
     but it shall not come near you.
Only with your eyes
      shall you look,
and see the reward of the wicked.

Because you have made the Lord,
     who is my refuge,
even the Most High, your
     dwelling place,
No evil shall befall you,
     nor shall any plague come
near your dwelling;
     for He shall give His angels
charge over you,
     to keep you in all your ways.
In their hands they shall
      bear you up         ,
Lest you dash your foot
     against a stone.
You shall tread upon the
     lion and the cobra,
the young lion and the serpent
     you shall trample underfoot.


Because he has set his love
     upon Me, therefore I
will deliver him;
     I will set him on high, because
he has known My name.
     He shall call upon Me, and
I will answer him;
     I will be with him in trouble;
I will deliver him and honor him,
     with long life I will satisfy him,
and show him My salvation.
From the Holy Bible, in the Book of Psalms.  You just have to qualify for this blessing to be yours.
Aug 2020 · 111
Bittersweet
May the bitter truth
set you twice as
free
as those sweet lies
that kept you
bound.
Aug 2020 · 65
Freed Heart
Easily my tears do flow
remembering times past
I'm happy now to
shed these tears
free to feel at last
Aug 2020 · 69
Things You Want
The things you want
aren't always
what you get
you have gotten things
you can't forget
but I will make you
a giant bet
that your best things
haven't come just yet
Aug 2020 · 57
Fireflies
Fireflies gather
in the darkening night
to dance by the glow
of their own light
Aug 2020 · 87
Cyberspace
One in a million who's
at home within your heart--
Why must we be so
desperately far apart?
Aug 2020 · 85
Moondance
I sat down to work
until the moon
kissed me.
Then we
danced!
Aug 2020 · 57
The Way We...
The way waves whisper
the way the sand answers
the way that we
make love
Aug 2020 · 64
Karma vs. 69
Karma is like 69:
what you give is what you get.
Karma doesn't distract as much
---at least it hasn't yet.
May 2020 · 105
Language of the Heart
We made our warm bed out of blankets
in the meadow 'way up high.
You took off your dress in the moonlight
to sleep beneath the sky.
Your touch was a warm summer ocean,
your kiss  made the whole mountain fly,
and you looked deep within me and smiled
at the tears in my eyes.

Now you can say  that you always were honest,
and your words were clear from the start,
but it's more than just words that got spoken.
There was language of the  heart.

I won't keep on calling your number
if you never  have the time.
I don't want to claim you or blame you
but you're always on my mind.
You had no idea I would love you.
It comes as a total surprise.
and you shake your head slowly and smile
at the tears in my eyes

And you say that you always were honest,
and your words were clear from the start,
but it's more than just words that got spoken.
There was language of the heart

Your eyes like an ocean of clear sunlit green,
my eyes with the salt water
washing me clean -- again.

Just imagine you whispered a secret
that could take away my blues,
and you let me believe it to please me
though it just wasn't true.
You just meant to share with me pleasure
and you're gifted at what you do,
but you're speaking an unspoken language
I thought that you knew.
It's one that we all learn by heart,
and our hearts think it's true.

But you can say that you always were honest
and your words were clear from the start.
But it's  more than just words that got spoken
there was language of the heart,
language of the heart.
Song written and performed by by David Wilcox on CD titled, "How Did You Find Me Here."
Apr 2020 · 92
Cruel Flowers
exploded
and polluted the wailing air
their color
and fragrance
destroyed my pure despair
Copyright 2020. All rights reserved by the author.
Nov 2019 · 133
First Kiss Revisited
I want to celebrate! No, more--
honor? Yes, but more than that-- re-create!
Yes! the ineffable, even cosmic experience
of that eyes-closed, every cell of you utterly
focused on that first gentle, tender contact  
of your lips with theirs.  It's as soft
as the brush of a butterfly's wing, as wondrous as
a meteor shower on a warm summer night,
as the first step on a newly-discovered planet,
becoming fireworks, hearing God sing your names,
two galaxies merging seamlessly into one,
a brass band playing, a rainbow born between you,
a roller coaster in that weightless moment of free fall,when
you feel newborn and infinite all at once.
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson. All rights reserved by the author.
Nov 2019 · 123
That's All
I can only give you love that lasts forever,
and a promise to be near each time you call,
and the only heart I own,
for you and you alone,
that's all,
that's all.

I can only give you country walks in springtime,
and a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall,
and a love whose burning light
will warm the winter nights,
that's all,
that's all.

There are those, I am sure, who have told you
they would give you the world for a toy.
All I have are these arms to enfold you,
and a love time can never destroy.

If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
you'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
for now and evermore,
that's all,
that's all!
Lyrics to a classic jazz ballad by Alan Brandt and Bob Haymes, 1952
Nov 2019 · 227
The Way You Look
Someday, when I'm awfully low,
when the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you,
and the way you look tonight.

You're lovely, with your smile so warm
and your cheek so soft,
there is nothing for me but to love you,
and the way you look tonight.

With each word your tenderness grows,
tearing my fears apart,
and that laugh that wrinkles your nose
touches my foolish heart.

You're lovely, never ever change,
keep that breathless charm!
Won't you please arrange it,
'cause I love you,
just the way you look tonight.
Lyrics to a classic jazz ballad by Jerome Kern and Dorothy Fields: "The Way You Look Tonight."
Nov 2019 · 274
My One and Only Love
The very thought of you
makes my heart sing,
like an April breeze
on the wings of Spring,
and you appear in all your splendor,
my one and only love.

Shadows fall and spread their
mystic charms
in the hush of night
while you're in my arms.
I feel your lips so warm and tender,
my one and only love.

The touch of your hand is like heaven,
a heaven that I've never known.
The blush on your cheek
whenever I speak
tells me that
you are my own.

You fill my eager heart with such desire!
Every kiss you give
sets my soul on fire!
You give your self in sweet surrender,
my one and only  love.
A jazz ballad by Robert Mellin and Guy Wood, tweaked ever so slightly by me.
Nov 2019 · 564
I've Never Been
I've never been in love before.
Now I know it's You
I'll  love
forevermore.

I've never been in love before.
I've kept my heart locked up
behind an iron door.

But now Your love,
Your love so true and strong
has filled me with Your song,
this song that from me pours.

So please forgive
this helpless haze I'm in,
I've never really been
in love
before.
Adapted from a beautiful love song by Frank Loesser: "I've Never Been in Love Before."
Oct 2019 · 110
Perfer et obdura
My best beloved,
I don't know how
to comfort you.
The words
"I love you"
aren't enough
to heal you,
no matter how
deeply they are felt
no matter how often
they are spoken.

I assure you
in this quantum reality
that what you focus on,
what you feed,
what you nurture
will grow, increase
and flourish.
What you starve
will weaken,
shrivel, and die.

What do you really want to experience?
You don't have to be a prisoner
of the idea that you
have been irrevocably damaged
by events in your childhood.
You can, if you choose,
resolve and commit
to choose gratitude
for the goodness
in your life.

Happiness is not pretending
that you don't have
reason for sorrow.
It's choosing to feed your
heart and mind
on that which gives you joy.
We each can dwell on the good until
it becomes us.

There is no reward for
dwelling on the past.
Remember Ovid's words
from your fb page?
"Persist and be resolute.
Someday this sorrow
will serve you"

I got the image of a swimmer
making a turn at the end
of the pool and pushing off
with a strong kick.
Thus you can kick depression hard
and use it to help you
be even clearer about propelling
yourself forward,
creating the life you want,
the inner landscape that delights you.

What if
EVERYthing that has happened to you
has been for your good?
Making you stronger, deeper, wiser,
more compassionate,
empathetic, and kinder?

Maybe you and I
and everyone here
are still in our
spiritual infancy.
We can barely grasp
the concept that
we create our own
reality, filtering
the overwhelming
input of data through
our learned preconceptions,
completely blocking out everything
that "does not compute."

Yogananda, who was no bullshitter, said,
"Circumstances are always neutral.
It is the happy or sad attitude
of the mind that makes them seem
either good or bad."

Perfer et obdura.
Copyright 2020. All rights reserved.
Jul 2019 · 740
Skin Listening
for the first touch of
our cosmic lips
as the galactic melodies
of
"you" and "I"
begin to intermingle
creating the
first movement of
intergalactic symphony
"Us."
Jul 2019 · 165
Upon This Stage
We meet, poetic souls upon this stage,
with words we play and flirt, we joke and rage.
What we would reveal is oft concealed,
while what we would conceal is here revealed.
This little poem has been lurking as a Draft since 2010. It is what it is. I think it's time to let it have its moment of exposure to offer its insight. Enjoy!
Jul 2019 · 111
When We Meet
When we meet,
my beloved,
I will embrace you
in God's love.
If God gives me words,
I will speak them..
If God is silent,
we will love you
in His holy silence.
Jul 2019 · 230
I Am
I am the rock
I am the water
I am the eagle
I am the sky
I am the sun
rising over the ocean
I am your joy
and the tears
that you cry
I am your joy
and the tears
that you cry

I am the seasons
and the rivers flowing
I am the salmon
I am the bear
I am the questions
I am the knowing
I am the answer
I am the prayer
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson.
All rights reserved by the author.
Jul 2019 · 171
Little Bit of Heaven
I'm watchin' the sunrise from over some coffee,
my rig's warming up in the cool morning air.
In just  a few minutes I'll head down the highway
runnin' for home and my love waiting there.

Chorus
She's my little bit of heaven,
she's the sparkle in my eyes.
She's the reason that I'm smiling.
I got to let her know before I ride

I pay up my tab and put on my old Stetson.
steppin' outside, I reach for my phone.
My angel is waiting at the end of this long day.
I got to tell her before I head home.

Chorus:
You're my little bit of heaven, girl
you're the sparkle in my eyes
You're the reason that I'm smiling
I had to tell you so before I ride.

I've seen a lot of mornings on the big roads,
I've driven through my share of lonely nights
Home was just a house all dark and empty,
now my angel waits in candle light.

Chorus:
She's my little bit of heaven.
She's the sparkle in my eyes
She's the reason that I'm smiling,
and I got to let her know before I ride,
yes I got to tell her so
before I ride.
This was (obviously) written as a country song.
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson
All rights reserved by the author.
The heart is a harp with trembling strings
standing in the open air
the breeze may come and play a song
for the listening soul to hear

I'll sing my song to you my friend.
Will you sing yours to me?
If you'll teach me how it goes,
I'll sing a harmony.

A song that's passed from friend to friend
flows from heart to heart , a stream
that gathers strength 'til it becomes
an anthem to our hopes and dreams.

We'll sing a world in peace at last,
free from hunger, hate and fear
we'll sing our tortured planet whole
the waters sweet and the air so clear.

Seems to me that peace will come
as more and more we learn to find
by doing as we'd be done to
we sing the very song of life.

Healing songs can fill the world
and every creature find relief,
just sing along to love's sweet song,
and you'll become the peace.
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson
All rights reserved by the author.
May be used by permission
Jul 2019 · 592
Burn Away
Fire in the sky,
bright as a million suns,
woke me from a dream this morning.
Brilliant blazing light
vaporized my night.
All of my nightmares started burning.

Burn away, burn away,
burn down the stronghold of my deepest fears!
Burn away, burn away,
burn away the prisons
of a million years,
burn away the shadows of my tears!

Deep within the flame
thunder calls my name
rumbling from the heart of life's power,
"I give this light to you
to see your vision through
I am the essence of your deepest desire
I am the spirit of your fire."

Burn away, burn away
burn down the stronghold of my deepest fears!
burn away, burn away,
burn down the prison of a million years,
burn away the shadows of my tears!
burn away the shadows of my tears!
burn away the shadows of my tears!
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson
All rights reserved by the author.
Jul 2019 · 154
My Michelle
My Michelle, you're my belle,
my Michelle, I love you well.

Chorus
Wherever I go, whatever I do,
I'm never far away from you,
cause I keep you always
right here in my heart
not tucked in the corner,
but the biggest part,
'cause I love you, love you, love you
my Michelle, you're my belle,
my Michelle,
my Michelle.
I love you well
my Michelle

Chorus:
Wherever I go. whatever I do
I'm never far away from you
'cause I keep you always here in my heart
not tucked in the corner, but the biggest part,
oh, I love you, love you, love you,
yes I do, oh, my Michelle
I love you true, I love you true,
yes I do, yes I do,
my Michelle.
In memoriam Michelle Collier - R.I.P.
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson.
All rights reserved by the author.
Jul 2019 · 112
Moon 'n' Star
Oh, my lover, my love, how do I begin
to tell you my heart's broken open again?
These tears flowing freely all down my face
as I sing at your table, "Amazing Grace."

Could you possibly know what you're doing to me?
The sweet depths of feeling your love has set free?
My heart overflows and my eyes fill again,
I haven't felt this way since I don't know when.

Oh my lover, my love, I have come home to you,
It seems that our hearts' dreams of love have come true.
Could it be that this joy will not pass away,
but keep growing deeper, day after day?

Oh, I would be the star that your moon would embrace!
Let's dance together through oceans of space.
Let's share together our gifts from above, these
gifts from the heavens, our songs of true love.
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson
All rights reserved by the author.
In memoriam Michelle Collier - R.I.P.
Jul 2019 · 200
Wisdom from Kahlil Gibran
"What is the fear of want but want itself?"
                                                        ­                    -- Kahlil Gibran
Jul 2019 · 440
When the Fog Rolls In
When the night comes down
and darkness is all around
I can't see before my face,
guide me with your grace
when the night comes down
when the night comes down

When the fog rolls in
can't tell right from sin
can't see where I'm goin'
don't remember where I've been
oh, guide me with your grace
keep me in the Way
when the night comes down
and the fog rolls in.

We all have times
when we lose our way
lose our direction,
don't know what to pray.
when the night comes down,
and the fog rolls in,
when the fog rolls in

Oh Father, guide me
when the fog rolls in
when the fog rolls in

In the darkest night
I can't see a light
I hear the foghorn moan
and waves breakin' on stone
I know the channel's near
guide me while I steer
away from danger here

yeah the night came down
the fog rolled in
but Your grace blows clear.
Copyright 2019 Michael S. Simpson
All rights reserved by the author.
Jul 2019 · 210
Be My All
Oh my Lord, be my all,
be my all, be my all.

Be my lover, be my friend
be my beginning
Lord, be my end.

Be my Father, my Mother too.
Lord, be my Self
let me wake in You

Be my all, be my all,
be my all in all in all,
be my all,
be my all ,
Be my all!
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson
All rights reserved by the author
Jul 2019 · 194
Song of the Dove
Keep me in your heart, oh Mother, carry me in your arms.
let me do no wrong, Mother,
keep me from all harm,
keep me from all harm.

Carry your words in my mouth, oh Mother,
keep your thoughts in my mind.
Hold your desires in my heart.
let them be one with mine, Mother
let them be one with mine.

Make me, Mother like a dove, make me white as snow.
make of me your song of love
and send me there below,
Mother, send me there below

Send me flying over the land,
send me over the sea,
send me to sing to someone lost
the song you sang to me,
the song you sang to me.

I'll sing your song of endless love,
deeper than the sea,
your song that heals all broken hearts,
the one that set me free,
the one that set me free.
Copyright 2019 by Michael S. Simpson
All rights reserved by the author
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