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  Aug 2015 RL Glassman
SE Reimer
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where clear blue sky meets water's deep
his sunbeams reach her waves to tease,
to warm her currents, foaming spray;
dawn to dusk when daylight fades,
till only afterglow remains,
an interlude of celestial stage.

he speaks to her on written sky
and in the mournful sea-bird's cry,
wraps sultry ribbons in her tresses,
his fingers linger in caresses,
and in soothing choreography
he gently stirs her ocean's breeze.

he sends her gifts of palm and dates,
wrapped on waves in salty sprays;
watches her with much delight,
he sings to her each eventide,
love songs with the calling gull,
and rocks her tween the gusts and lulls.

wedded at horizon’s edge,
devotion to her he has pledged,
to have forever and to hold,
his comfort to her storm-tossed soul;
his tender kiss on tear-stained cheek,
where clear blue sky meets water's deep.

~

post script.

when one gazes
into the vastness
of sea and sky,
of what is from
height to depth
an endless blue,
one cannot but think
of eternal devotion,
of the relationship
between two who have
pledged their forever troth!


as i wonder from what recesses
this one came, i remember…
our 36th wedding anniversary
is fast approaching...
i’ve been thinking of what to gift her
that will make her cry anew.


**thank you to Hello Poetry for
the tremendous honor bestowed
with their designation of this poem as the daily
and to all who have expressed their heartfelt
love and appreciation... your message
came through loud and clear...
there can be no denying it,
i am an incredibly blessed man
because of each of you!  
thank you, truly,
from the bottom of my heart!
RL Glassman Aug 2015
Come, my beloved, to meet the bride
Let us together welcome the fall
We'll lie on the sand until eventide
And watch the waves of sea crawl

Come, my beloved, to see the white veil
Let us together utter a song
We'll dance on the sea with a sail
And laugh bold and strong

Come, my beloved, to feel the rings
Let us together exult and cheer
We shall cherish all these things
And be happy that we're here
Written 10/3/2014
RL Glassman Aug 2015
O What did the night say to me
When the shades were drawn
Did they not share a tale
Right before the dawn?

Did the stars chatter
And sing with the moon?
Did the sky dance with one
Nightly time too soon?
Written May 10th 2015
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the beloved’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
  Aug 2015 RL Glassman
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
RL Glassman Aug 2015
And sleep in spite of thunder
Throw jewels in my open grave
I won't smile but I will wave
And sleep in spite of thunder

And rest in spite of turmoil
Even in dark hours
Greet my grave with yellow flowers
And rest in spite of turmoil

And be soothed in spite of trouble
Visit my stone in pastures shy
Send my tomb azure shards of sky
And be soothed in spite of trouble
5/15/2014
RL Glassman Aug 2015
My song has notes clearly
near glass water that's still
the moon will hang near me
or they say that it will

My song has notes soothing
By green hills that are old
the clouds above are now moving
with the light that shines gold

My voice is still singing!
though my mouth doth not move
my song is still bringing
clear notes that ring and sooth

My song has notes feeling
near dark valleys so deep
the moon is now kneeling
for the song that I keep

The skies are now singing
with my notes in a tune
watching are stars tinkling
spread about the half moon

My song has notes clearly
with the birds that do fly
and the trees too are joining freely
with the song that does not die
Written August 7th 2015
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