You push me
You tempt me
You twist me around
You bring me sweet promises
Of things I’ve not found

You lure me with passion
And tell me sweet lies
You move me with reason
When I look in your eyes

You offer me sunshine
In the darkest of skies
You taunt me with laughter
And the thought of surprise

You’re really so clever with
These promises that you make
I’m lost in your banter
About the chance I should take

Nothing is clear here
Though it sounds pretty good
You said I could try it
But don’t know if I should

I’m enthused by your passion
And the song that you sing
You’ve captured my memories
But it starts to sink in

I’ve been tempted before dear
And you won’t be the last so
You can take what you’re selling
And skip right on past

Treasured friend, reach out your arms
And lift me up into your boughs
Share with me a memory
Here beneath the wispy clouds

Cradle me with tender sprigs and
Rock me gently in the breeze
Caress my soul with autumn dreams
And let me rest here in your peace

Treasured steps become
Long trails in the sandy path
A timeless journey

4/23/2017

Drip…

Drip…

Drip…

Splash…

A bubbling brook?

No…

It’s a raging sea washing over me.

Have I gone mad?
Yes, raging mad…but

I never felt so very happy.
Never felt I could feel so free.

Now is beautiful. The future is beautiful.
The past is gone but I’m still me.

I’m not a flea, just a speck of dust.
Just let me be and we shall see.

The world, the city, the house, the car,
The universe so near yet far.

How can I be so truly blessed?
What have I done to deserve this test?

I’m drowning here in the deep blue sea.
Happiness envelopes me.

It fills the void down deep inside.
Expanding vistas, once passed by.

Spilling waves across the page,
Can’t hold them back, they roll away.

Memories fly and I can’t decide.
Back inside, I cannot hide.

The current flows all over me
I’m happier now than I should ever be.

Drowning here in a sea of glee,
I’m taking chances merrily, so…

I’ll laugh till I cry as the tide rips by.
Fleeting moments never last this long.

I'll keep on swimming till the daylight’s gone.
Passing the hours with this joyful song.

The Master’s Hand does craft me so
The Master Plan I do not know
The meaning of this Grand Design
Remains a Figment in my mind

“Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Light shimmers briefly across the stage.
I catch a glimpse of the shadows it makes.
Is there not something more to see?
I wonder just now why it happens to be that
I can’t see the stars
but I know that they’re there.
Tonight in the moonlight
they’re lost to the night.
Under the glow,
I kiss them goodbye
And walk down the path
that this warm light defines.

“Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee and I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.” Robert Frost

Scraps of bread for his feathered friends
Music for all his other friends
Poncho-clad in his favorite chair
Not a worry, not a care
We all flock around the sound that he brings
His box etches tunes that set the mood
We take it all in while
Our conversation wanders
These words they compel our love of life
It's easy to be with Bird Man and
It's easy to believe in birds

Bird Man (Antonio) is constrained by a wheel chair but he doesn’t let that keep him down. He’s truly a lover of both birds and music and he’s a great friend. One could only wish for a friend like him. Yes, I’m lucky.

Treasure all these moments
Simply let them bloom and grow
Loose them into starlight where
Our love so freely flows

Anchored in the ground
Little roots reach for nectar
That the rain brought down

Tiny drops swim through the pond
Rainbows dance across the lawn

Sweet dewdrops remain
In the soft fields where they lay
Shimmering their way

Riding through your fields
I lost my chariot wheels
Now head over heels
I’ll never forget--your smile
Or the green grass in my pants

Your glowing starlight
So softly illuminates
The space in my mind

Down once again to my last working pen
I scribble at the lines just to make them rhyme
A message in time stops me dead in my tracks
I twist it around just to get to the facts

Dear reader: you know what to do with this prose
Just chase it around till it fits in your mind
Settle on back and leave it to flow as
The page comes alive for your very own show

I will not pretend or lead you astray
The cliffs they loom high but the path is wide
We shouldn’t get lost but maybe we may
It’s just an excuse ‘cuz I wrote it that way
 
The legend is true so take it in stride
It’s time to let go of the things you can’t hide
Perhaps you can plant your very own seed
Or maybe you’ll find some time to unwind

The words found in here are not all that clear
But out on the page they ring and they rhyme
The tale that they tell cannot be described
It’s all in your head or perhaps it’s in mine

Time wants to drift and wither away
So I just have to say what needs to be said
The story is mine but yours for a day
You’ve read to the end in your own special way

Gently breathing,
Rock is sleeping
Beneath a tree.

Water seeps,
Roots drink,
Rock sleeps.

A subtle breeze
Tickles leaves,
Rock sleeps.

Whispering softy,
A lullaby.
Rock sleeps.

Roots envelope rock,
Hugging, squeezing.
Rock sleeps.

Hugging tighter,
Reaching in.
Rock sleeps.

Crack!

Rocks are sleeping
Beneath a tree,
Gently breathing.

Moonlight does shiver
Defying the cool darkness
Of this pitch black night

4/23/2017

Finally found my way
Rambling down this dusty road
Skipping with your soul

Your easy fancies,
The soft patterns you’re dancing,
They tug at my soul

Every chance, every moment
You leave me entranced.

I’m watching you tease daylight
While twirling through space.
You’re the heat of my moments,
The grace in my day.

You’re just searching for moonbeams
To light up my way.

You can dance me in circles
As we dream through our day.

Telling a tale that’s never been told.
I fight for the right to write it all down.
It’s not as easy as it looks don’t you see?
There’s no one here to do it but me.
It flew through the air and landed so close.
I couldn’t let it go just to wander away.
The rhyme is written the way that it’s wrote.
I can’t let it die before it’s been spoke.

Settle
Breathe
Wait
Listen
Reach out
Reach in
Receive...Peace

Walking through fields of madness, pretending all is real. Picking blooming flowers of sadness, descending deep into their scent.  Feelings grow in the waving grass. Teardrops flow from the evening sky. Rivers rise. Daylight hides. Just stormy clouds are left inside.

The wishing well is full of coins but still I stand here broke. Broken heart, broken soul, just token pieces left to hold. Chains of rain bind my brain, just thoughts of you in the misty haze…wandering through the cold dark maze, I’m searching here for the light of day.

Insanity might set me free. But I won’t get lost in this endless field. Forgetting you might ease the pain as petals fade in the pouring rain. But I’ll just chase my follies through the autumn leaves, pretending you’re right here with me. Caught in the gusts of a troubled breeze, I’ll bend with the grass till these feelings pass.

Caught up in wondering what might come next
I can’t see your ending before it’s been read
Your riveting passages unfold into mystery
They twist me around as you fill in your history

The pages flash by, the story pretends
I’m oft led astray till I reach the end
As the tale unfolds then leads me inside
I can’t get away from the clues that you hide

Don’t spoil the show by revealing the plot
Just let me get lost in the words on your page
We both can arrive at the same destination
All I need is a good explanation

Let’s capture the facts and set them to spin
We’ll ride on the tide and feast from within
You’re food for my thought, I cannot deny so
I’ll read you to the end or at least I’ll try

Delving into night
Fingers waltz the page of days
Hours slip away

Spectral dreams.
Tiny seams in time.
Moonlight, rainbows, starry skies.

Wildebeests and cats and frogs.
Rivers flowing, flowers growing.

Raindrops fall through weathered sky.
Daylight breaks, I wonder why.

All I touch and all I see,
The trees believe so why not me?

All I ask to ever be
Is freely growing with the leaves.

Believing in the things I need.
Leaving air for you to breath.

Your tender kiss
Formed a swirling mist in my mind
It left me there wondering
What else could I find if I opened my eyes?

Your gentle touch
Stirred the passion in my soul
And just for a moment, I tended the thought
Of what I could know if I touched you just so

Your wavy hair
Brushed away all my cares
And tickled my nose
For a moment or more

Your warm breath
Left whispers that rang in my ears
My heartbeat grew quicker
As you pressed yourself near

But...

Your magic compelled me
To open my eyes
And as my dream ended
You bid me good bye

I just lost my train of thought...

I hope it didn't contain any valuable cargo.

The very first line of every good rhyme
Is such a fine chance to step out and sing
While the following lines eke out on the page
It sits right there at the front of the stage

In from the eather it comes out to play
Holding its own on this hallowed ground
The words swirl beneath it and tumble on down
They’re caught in a the grip of its blazing reflection

Line after line, the story grows
In the split of and instant it falls into place
Caught in the measure of a casual endeavor
The words seek a song that can last forever

Flowing on down to the very last line
There might be an answer if you look at it right
We’re lost in the thick of the poets firm grip while
The magic upends us and slips off the page