Catastrophe runs in my mind,
Desperate on my fragile soul,
Dare not I look behind,
Unto my long lost role.
Now, banging on the sheer white wall,
Face with the truth of my denial,
Looking through the empty halls,
Smiling, to forgotten dials.

I sleep beneath these darkened skies
as silence takes me in
So that my mind may wander off
to find that dream again
And when I wake upon the dawn
to brighter skies of blue
I’ll smile for in that special dream
my night was spent with you

Far above the borders,
north of anything I’ve seen

Nervous apprehension,
up to now was just a dream

Falling as I see her,
more in love than yesterday

Gazing on her smile,
takes my every breath away

A wished forever meeting,
sunset shimmers lace the skies

Standing now before her,
staring deep within her eyes

Mesmerizing beauty,
twilight whispers float the air

Enchanted by the vision
that my heart has come to share

When at last I kiss her,
moonlight glows the skies above

Stardust sparkles glisten
down on this amazing love

Savoring these moments
on an evening made for two

Knowing that at long last
all my dreams have now come true

A poem on writing
for that’s what I do
I write out a poem
to share it with you

I write about love
and I write about wishes
Cool summer nights
and warm tender kisses

I write about things
that are close to my heart
Just like my last poem
“I’m ready to start”
(Shameless plug)

I write about tears
and heart broken sorrow
A sunset tonight
and the sunrise tomorrow

Sometimes they are funny,
sometimes they are sad
And sometimes I lean
very close to the bad

I write about flowers
and gardens and trees
Hummingbirds, butterflies,
a soft flowing breeze

I write about stars
and the moon in the sky
The sun and the clouds
every day passing by

I write about snow
and I write about rain
A couple of times
I have written of pain

I write about oceans,
the waves and the shore
Sandcastles, seashells,
footprints and more

I write about music
on violin strings
Guitars and pianos
and melodic things

I write about hope
and I write about dreams
Walks out in nature
near slow moving streams

Won’t write about hate,
don’t like to cause trouble
I run from the subject
real fast, on the double

At times I am goofy
and act like a fool
But never use cuss words
to make me look cool

I don’t write in anger
or feature religion
Well, maybe sometimes,
perhaps just a smidgeon

But mostly I write
as thoughts do occur
And always those thoughts
seem to linger on her

I write so she smiles,
I write so she knows
That I’ll always love her
no matter what goes

I write my affection
so she has to see
That there is no other,
no other for me

I write from the heart
in hopes she will feel
This love that I send
and know it is real

For she is my angel,
my every desire
All I’d ever want
and all I require

So there now you have it
the things that I write
I hope you enjoy what
I’ve shared here tonight

And one final thing,
just a little note
Real soon I'll stop by
and read what you wrote

Till half asleep I bask
under cerulean skies and sunshine
in the middle of the meadow
where the gentle winds roam
counting clouds
like they were sheep
slowly drifting toward a world of dreams
while listening to the peaceful swooshing
of free winds across the soft grass

When I remembered that writing
was meant to be fun
my joy was restored
and my doubts came undone

Unrobe me
From my flesh;
Stripped and ripped
Down to my bones,
That I may be as
Plain as this boundlessness.

I render myself,
Just as I am to you;
Solely and wholly
Uncovered and unstuffed,
That I may be the only,
You behold in this moonlit realm.