Something important
Put on your emoji mask and
Tell me truthfully

Be it soon after twilight,
Or before morning bright.
Whenever it is dark, it is night.

Be it soon after twilight,
Or before morning bright.
Whenever it is dark, it is night

Be it soon after twilight,
Or before morning bright.
Whenever it is dark, it is night.

I found my spirit with broken wing upon the grass
Cupping it in my hands I cradled it
And laid it in a shoe box
On a bed of Shredded hopes and dreams
I did not know from where or when it had fallen

I recalled my eyes squinting up at the sky
It soared so high above the clouds
Always too high to see
But the tug on my heart
Like a kite string in my hand
Pulled me upward

I knelt near the wounded bird
As he pecked at his bedding
Not to rearrange but reconstruct
I gave the lush plumage a long gentle stroke
My hand was cold and numb

He sang to me
A song of yearning
Of passing through white clouds
And water droplets drying in the warm sun
Cerulean sky fading into indigo
Oh but how his eyes did sparkle
Singing of floating among the stars on spread wings

His psalm ended
Tears burnt my cheeks
My heart was broken, my soul lost
When an abandoned child deep within
Cried from the shadows of my mind
You need only set him free
Lift me and together we’ll watch the majestic fight
In awe and wonder
As we did before the fall

I brought the child into the light
My soul felt reborn
It saw the world anew, as I came to know
The child I let go astray
My spirit did so rise
Looped three times about our heads
Then rose up, soon out of site
But still firmly tethered to my heart

When
            Did will be
Become would have been?

Pink and white petals swirl on a breath of spring
Alight upon a verdant lawn
We stroll through a Tomikichiro’s masterpiece
Buds that stretched their leaves at dawn open in arrays of colors
I choose the prettiest to place on your flaxen curls and dub you the queen of May
Humbly I fall to my knees, wrap my arms about your waist
And lay my head against your bare stomach
You wrap an arm around my neck and stroke my hair
Skin as warm and soft as down
The scent of a field of flowers after a spring rain envelops me
I lie you down in the grass and our minds give way to sensual discovery
The Cherry Blossom trees toss their petals like rice at a wedding
Our souls are pledged
40 springs have come and gone
40 years, each day of each year a blessing
Someday my love, hand in hand, we’ll walk the field
You’ll wear a crown of flowers
I’ll lay you down in the grass.
The Cherry Blossom trees will toss their petals like flowers on a grave.
Our souls forever pledged

My brain sits on a bed of white-hot embers,
        Feverish with nightmares of failure and loss.
My heart is a furnace burning in passion for a love no more.
She who’s cool body wrapped mine and moist kisses quenched
        the blaze is gone.
Her tender soul and ethereal ways now watch over from so very far
        away.
My soul is ashes.
Above flies a phoenix.
Many eyes look up filled with awe and inspiration.
My flames are fanned by the mighty wings.
          I’ve become the fire. I will burn forever.

In the glow of morning’s promise
I set out with much anticipation
Down a long winding road,
With excited expectation
Each bend beckoned me on.
Each brought me closer to my destination
When vines of doubt entangled me blocking my heavenly compass
I hacked, pulled and fought to not lose my direction
Breaking through, I was stopped short on a crumbling rocky projection
I looked across my canyon of failure with heart broke frustration
With a fool’s shame
I turned back the way I came
With leaden feet I shuffled back lamenting a journey with no gain
But smile as reflecting, the travel was an adventure full of promise.
Tomorrow I start again

A most debated question;
Why is there something,
Rather than nothing.
One theory states;
Nothing can not exist,
Because we can not concieve of it
The scientists who thought of this;
Might not have taken this view,
If they had experienced the loss of you.

The glowing cross
Framed in black skeletons with
Tattered green flesh flapping in the wind
It guards the fall
Beyond, the peaks where fire rises
Lighting the sky
Bending knee, bowing head
God is here

Locked in the embrace of our new romance,
We lie on a pile of yesterdays,
Soft as fallen autumn leaves.
All about us are vivid crimsons and golds interlace with dead shades of brown.
We kiss each other’s wounds and share what we have learned.
We hide from the rumor of tomorrow under love’s covers,
Beneath a sensual quilt of joy, beauty and passion.

Loving words pretend
The truth we find in the end
In deeds of a friend

I want to explore,
The breadth and depth of you. Souls
Joined eternally

On the verdant field,
Where stone flowers grow, spirit
And human rejoin

It seems a given
Humans are flawed Thankfully
My dog is lenient

Turtleneck days.
Red and gold autumn in the quad.
Coffee house intellectualizing,
Song and poetry open mic with 3 cord guitar.
Passing a joint in the alley.
Greeting the dawn on the floor of an overcrowded 3 story walk up.
Where has it gone?
A soft contented sigh crosses my chest,
As she stubbed the last embers in the empty breakfast dish,
And sunk deeper into the bed.
Her head nestled on the pillow,
Her face framed in salt and pepper silken curls.
She stretched out her arms and *******, still round but softer peeked over the sheets.
I lowered to her lips,
A soft moist whisper at my ear,
Where have they gone indeed?

I gave you my heart,
My soul, You did not ask. Still
They’ll know nowhere else

Your love flows as a
River through my soul, filling
My deep emptiness

Kissing my ear,
A warm whisper circles my heart, warms my soul.
Sharing,
Understanding,
Comforting,
Healing,
The loneliness of time dissolves,
Distance is meaningless, we are together.
Our own oasis in the day to day petty pace of strangers.
Already in a dream, I close my eyes with new found peace.