I feel you in the season changing
I feel the fall air surround me like your warm embrace
I feel you in the night lights
How they twinkle at me like your eyes
I feel you in the sun and moon
How they warm me and cool me in the most satisfying way
I feel you in the music
How each beat takes me to a different place with you
I feel you in everything I do
And I hope you always feel me too**
-m.w.

oh travelling man
taking love
where you can
to the needy
the greedy
the wanting man

the lovers
the lost
the open hearted
the broken
the kind
the dearly departed

pouring your stories
of a life
long traveled
long given
long loved
a world
unraveled

spending your love
on the lonely
the hurt
the ungrateful
your blood
to wear
on their shirt

oh travelling man
a wanderer
of peace
for the true
want your light
but the dead
want it least

as the soft
grow on you
in the gift
of your wake
the earth
sees your steps
every one
that you take


with words
uttered softly
showing the sun
how to shine
you teach the sky
to be blue
as you travel
through time

teaching the wind
what it is
to be kind
your magic appears
if we look
we will find

weighed
with the world
as you carry our woe
teaching us love
where ever
you go

A glimpse of love, from your dark eyes,
Tells me to look at your beautiful smile,
Trying to hold your eyes,

Wishing my dreams come true,
I treasure the moment I met you,

While distance and time separate our Souls,
The larger the emptiness in my heart grows,
Do you know how much I love you?

I always remember times past,
Holding you in my arms,
Kissing your sweet lips,

On the day you left,
Wishing to meet you again in Heaven or on earth,
Cherishing that day I met you,

So much time has passed...

Copyright © 2016 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

Articulate, immaculate;
I see the contours of her eyelids flick.
I know her, soft and delicate.
Defends her ground with solid stick.


Ridiculous, but accurate;
Confident release of comedic grit.
Expressions lively, capture it,
Before next thought comes in to sit.


Intuitive, abstract addict;
Engaging, fantastic conversation.
Awaiting beautiful emphatic,
For mesmerizing contemplation.


Artistic is just half of it.
She contains ceaseless happy mystery.
I'm always taken aback by it,
How she shifts like stars and sways like tree.


An activist peace advocate.
Sharing dreams with me of a world to be.
Her poetry impacted it.
A passive beauty all could see.


Her peacefulness is accurate.
Pure as pink lotus, for roses do *****.
Pain in this world, doesn't add to it.
Beautiful through gloom, she, my pick.