Into

our eyes

the abyss

of true

lovers,


the still

breathing

of quiet

hearts,


that offer

to one

another

true

sacrifice.


it is a

shadow

dream

poem.


an ultimate

letting

go of

tormented

moments

of our

past,


the giving

of everything

to a

idea that

needs

no explanation.


not to

each other.


we are

the cycles

of suns

and moons.

the birth and
death of
hearts,


the undoing

of all

that was

done before.


and my

soul goes

out to you

with each

moments

passing.


that you

will have

it close

to you,


and be

one with

it for all

the moments

of time.


and in that


my journey

will always find


true purpose

and fire.

Wed 10/25/2017 1:18 PM

falling into
your eyes.

the deepest
pool of
autumn
honey
brown.

that I
have
ever tasted.

hard to
catch my
breath.

your heart
running
wild
inside
my chest.

the morning
light reminds
me that
time'
like
love
has it's
own universal
place.

between your
smile
and mine.

and the
rest
of our
lives
together.

nothing can
ever
take
me away
from this
place.

all my
mornings
are promised
to you.

and all
of my
Godly
prayers
begin and
end with
you felt
deep.

in the
places
where no one
else
can go.

where dreams
are the
every
day moments
we live.

(For my daughters

Nicole and Rhianna)



and your

children
bend to
your river
as your
life flows
through
them
,
from
conception
to birth.

the current
is strong.

their heartbeats
in tune
with yours,

from the
beginning
of time,

each moment
christening
the next.

the mother
lode inside
you fulfill
their destiny's
needs.

a daughter
a son is
born.

a sunrise
and a
sunset
kissed.

to you...




mommy poems/

in the
eyes of
your child
the sigh
of your  
voice,
the earth
under
your feet,

your dreams
dance with
them.

midnight
chariots
race the
sky, and
love is
the river
that carries
you,

over and
over again.

no surrender.

your children
God's blessings
to your
eyes....



mommy poems/

your journey
through the
nexus in
her eyes
amazes,
as she
lies half
asleep
next to you.


and the
nature's
mirror that
you cannot
ever stop
looking at
her through,
tells you
even
with eyes
closed,

that she
will forever
be your
child.

and you realize
the cord
that was
cut at
birth,

really wasn't.

it only
grew
stronger
as the
years
turned by,

a tree
to root
a bird's
first flight,

a mother
you will
always be,

in your
first born
daughter's
eyes.

You would always

sit in your

baby carrier

with an odd

little tilt

of your

head,



and I would sit

across from you

and tilt my head

in return,



and even

though you

were a baby

you would

laugh and I

swear you

would get

our little

inside joke.



and as you

grew the

neck tilt

would stop

but I would

look for it

over and over

again,



but as you

grew older,

your sense of

humor grew

and it wouldn't

be long

until you were

the center of

everyone's

attention.



and your

laughter would

pour over us

and your words

would be

funny and kind,,



and I knew

you had the gift

of laughter

from my father,



and though

he passed

many years before

you were

born,



i can still

hear him

in your voice

in your laughter

I see him

in your eyes

at night.



they light up

a room they

light me and

your mother's

heart,



to know

that the

memory of

your little head



would be

forever tilted

in our

hearts to

hold.

(7/1/2010)

Yesterday

morning

I found my

daughter.

she had

been  lost

for five

years..



and three

grandkids

later.



I finally

called her,

the moment

stopped

me dead

in my tracks..



I thought

how did

we ever

get to here.



in a million years

I could not

retrace

my steps.



but then in

a moment

of truth.

I abandoned

my foolish

pride.



and she

let me

walk back

into her

life,



and inside

a piece of me

felt whole

again.



scared over

but healed.



she had

been

the one

much wiser

than me,



the keeper

of the door

held open,



vigilant

waiting

for her

adolescent

father,



to finally

find  his

way home.

6/12/2008



Last week

seven of my

children were

all together for

the first time

in along

time,

.

and as

each one

came into

the room

to greet me.

I felt my roots

grow

deeper and

deeper to

the center

of the

universe.,



and in

their smile

I saw the

smile of

my father,

the smile

of my

mother.,



and as

I drank

in their

laughter

I became

drunk with

life.



and when

night fell

I looked up to

the heavens

took a deep

breath into

my soul.



then I

memorized

every star

and shimmer.

up above

my head,



and I knew

and I

was certain



I had finally

found my

place in

the universe.

You would always

sit in your

baby carrier

with an odd

little tilt

of your

head,



and I would sit

across from you

and tilt my head

in return,



and even

though you

were a baby

you would

laugh and I

swear you

would get

our little

inside joke.



and as you

grew the

neck tilt

would stop

but I would

look for it

over and over

again,



but as you

grew older,

your sense of

humor grew

and it wouldn't

be long

until you were

the center of

everyone's

attention.



and your

laughter would

pour over us

and your words

would be

funny and kind,,



and I knew

you had the gift

of laughter

from my father,



and though

he passed

many years before

you were

born,



i can still

hear him

in your voice

in your laughter

I see him

in your eyes

at night.



they light up

a room they

light me and

your mother's

heart,



to know

that the

memory of

your little head



would be

forever tilted

in our

hearts to

hold.