My head
can't find the words,
but my heart
has no problem being heard
Sadness overwhelms me
every breath I make
seems to take me
farther away from my sanity
His words
they reached inside me
they pulled me up
they held me tight
Can you fall in love
sight unseen?
How important is the case
which houses our soul?
The emotions we feel
the feelings are real
when you fall into love
will another ever do?

His voice ripples through me
it vibrates in my belly
it rips through my soul
leaving me without control

His flawless tones
beat about my ribs
as he tells his tale
his magic never fails

His whispers in the dark
turn me senseless
as I drown so deeply
giving in to his echoes joyfully

I'm tightly wrapped up in him
like plush smooth satin
waiting for his next velvety sound
both satisfied and spellbound

Inside I feel a savage storm
it gales and then pales
then blusters through m,y sopul
My mind is filled with chaos
as the fierce blasts of thought
erupt my waking hours
My dreams run rough and wild
as the tempest brews within
I have no control over the twister
My whirlwind is private
I've learned to tame the storm
learned to manage the rush
My wildness builds auspiciously
I've trained my storms into silence
until I'm alone and pensive
then it lets loose with fervor

If love finds you
isn't that all that's true

Shouldn't you take the chance
even if it's a sinful dance

Could you just follow your heart
setting your mind apart

Hoping you have done no wrong
you only listened to the song

Your soul filled with joy
even as each step set to destroy

How could such love be so bad
maybe truth is only for the mad

put me on
as you would a shirt,
your hands
reach inside of me,
your head
the center of my heart,
I fit snug against
your belly and
caress your back
with every movement,
my fabric soothes you
each motion you make
pulls my weave tighter
and secures our bond,
my color suits you
choose me each and
every morning
I'll be your armor,
take me off
with the greatest care
press and fold me,
let me rest my
seamly soul
next to your
til the day
turns you

I sit at my rear window looking
over the rooftop of the opposite building

There's a woman who frequents there
she's tall and lean with ebony hair

I smile to myself as I wait
she ha mesmerized me, as of late

There she is now, right on time
she steps out in all her exquisite prime

I sigh, Ahh, she has such a carefree way
it's enchanting to see her joyous and gay

She strolls from corner to corner, then back
her happiness shows in each step of her tracks

I giggle as she skips and twirls
her head a mass of bouncing curls

She possesses my attention for this little while
she's my allusion of the Queen of The Nile

A quest for devotion
through any storm
Sensation like an ocean
feeling every charm

A search for attachment
believe in that delight
Dare to be innocent
revel in the fright

Look for that guardian
comfort that you seek
Graced with persuasion
hits your highest peak

Keep a tunnel of logic
divide with level calm
Celebrate the magic
the technique is in the palm

Experience adoration
an absolute ideal
Is it real or deception
believe: be free to feel

A flower is born beautiful
sweet in its unconsciousness
serene with its tenderness

A flower will freely
surrender to the winds
with endless twists and bends

A flower stands helpless
speaking although silent
with a voice so fragrant

A flower expresses love
is given to glory the dead
The majesty of a flowers' bed

A flower is an object of Art
their sight causes pure pleasure
an exquisite gift from nature

We made plans to meet yearly
We put our trust in each other
No matter what lifes' little bothers
One week together, with no harry

The first year we chose Toronto
Crisp, clear air to walk through
Sharing the time as we choose to do
We decide to lead as we follow

We met the next year in Rome
At the height of summertime
Love flowing like a verse in rhyme
We left with passions still abloom

We met one year in Paris
When spring was in the air
Our love in full bursting flair
Out time ended to quickly, alas

One year we met in Sydney
The weather was truly fabulous
Sometimes we agree this is dangerous
Perhaps time has come to live honestly

The last year we met was in Rio
We talked of all this time spent lingering
We know we have to stop the deluding
So we ended the affair with no sorrow

Looking out at the world of rain
Beating steady on the window pane

See the flowers and bushes bend
Sweet rain, will make every amend

Stepping out from under the tree
Feeling the drops fall all over me

Splash through the puddles
Til I'm a complete muddle

And when the rain is done
Then I wait for the sun

The fresh pure scent in the air
There is nothing that can compare

I go lay myself in the grass
Wait for that moment at last

Don't want to miss a minute of the bliss
As the rainbow appears from my past

What guides us?
Why do we choose left or right
Do we just follow instinct,
or an unknown insight

If the course be north
Quick jump the fence
Gatepost reads "PEACE"
albeit a rocky balance

If the route be south
Bound to be a guarantee
No need to pause with doubt
there's every promise of safety

If the option be east
Slowly approach the sign
The rendezvous with honor
will be everything divine

If the correct way be west
So fast will the search pass
Pointing to perfect faith
no end in the looking glass

Whether to go from top to bottom
Whether to choose back and forth
The hidden nature of our wisdom
will guide us to our worth

He brings the light
into my every night
His vibrant essence
shines so bright
Making my spirit
soar to a new height
My search can end
he's just so right
He's the only one
ever in my sight
I feel so secure
when he holds me tight
I give up the battle
there's no trace of fight
I have all I want now
of this I must write

The man in the tree
he's there for all to see
Who will spot him
those with creativity

The man in the tree
What do you think he sees
looking down through the leaves
all the conditions that we weave

The man in the tree
Shows us all how to be free
swaying with liberty in the wind
twisting loose from all we've sinned

The man in the tree
Shows us all how to live with glee
enchanted by the beauty all around
delighted to hear every little sound

The man in the tree
Oh, how I wish that I could be
perched up there, over the earth
witnessing all that love brings forth

As I roam through
the produce section
I'm just too spoiled
with all the selection

I could opt for spinach
a salad could suit
With tomato and mushroom
my days vitamins to boot

Maybe to pick broccoli
would be the perfect choice
Toss it up with pasta
a bowl with a bold voice

It's so hard to decide
Do I elect to stirfry
Something fresh and savory
it's such an easy alibi

Oh, whatever I choose
it will be eaten with pleasure
Then I will return another day
to pick a whole other treasure

A poem can touch your heart
Turning a river into blood
Imagining a word can stop a flood

A poem can surround your soul
Turn a second into love
Phrases fit like hand in glove

A poem can intoxicate your mind
Turning rhythm into a high
The sounds, the sway will bring a  sigh

A poem can raise your spirit
Turning language into ART
Making speech the foremost part

A poem can express using words
Feelings and thoughts of a moment
Pulling from us our every sentiment

Hearts bleed out scarlet
Tomatoes grow on the vine
Love burns like a fire
We stop when we see the sign
Joy paints on a tint of rouge

Little white lies
as they slither through a life
like a worm through the earth
leaving tracks in the truth

Little white lies
as they tangle within relationships
saying yes when feeling no
keeping quiet to save the sorrow

Little white lies
as they interweave through the years
knitting the fake amidst the cake
hiding the false for loves sake

Little white lies
as they ramble through the mind
getting lodged against things real
affecting what bits to let reveal

Little white lies
as they twist and turn
can make an unremoveable stain
leaving behind an insane pain

There once was a man of eighty
He loved the feeling of liberty
He could never be confined
The trouble was when he dined
He marched about with his naked dignity

Swing, swing, swing
follow the flow with my legs
that is what the rhythm begs
So calm and soothing

Creak, creak, creak
while I let my soul drift
as the screws and bolts shift
I find comfort in each squeak

Rock, rock, rock
a habit forming pleasure
my every afternoon treasure
In all weather to here I flock

Watch, watch, watch
as the world goes passing by
a rainy day can get me high
Back and forth, like the game of catch

Sway, sway, sway
as my feet brush the floor
away my anxieties do soar
All my troubles are gone today

I watch from the window
I see the gardener there
As he approaches each shrub
As he caresses every foot of hedge
This I see from my lofty ledge

She comes along then
And takes her seat
Watching him in the summer heat
Seeing him reach and bend
Wishing she could be his friend

He notices her nearness
Sensing her following gaze
He smiles to himself in wonder
Would he  find the right words to say
Could he muster the courage today


Watching them
Watching each other
I realize people often play safe
Not wanting to make a mistake
But wishing to try for loves sake

There was a woman so blue
She cried so much, her tears filled her shoes
Along came a man with a cure
He hugged her and  she started to purr
Now she awakes and stretches with a "meow"

Dark and gloomy night
The sky like a blinking screen
Ink stains the plain page
Leaving ebony designs
Which heighten our dreams

Once upon a time
her day was filled with laughter
Then he stole her freedom
and she cried ever after

Once she could smile
the whole day through
After he came, she turned
sad, lonely and blue

Once she loved him
with every beat of her heart
Now her only wish
is that she never let this start

Once she felt happy
in the life that she was leading
Now her every memory
is of the way he left her bleeding

Once can never come again
somethings can never mend
She'll walk through life alone
Trust will never be her friend

I love fast
I love strong
I love like a red, hot flame
branding my flesh with your name

I love quick
I love long
I love like a deep oceans' storm
climbing with waves to your form

I love with frenzy
I love with madness
I love like a summer's tempest
leaving in my wake an answered quest

I love without doubt
I love without pause
I love like a flowing field of grain
taking the pleasure and the pain

I love through the day
I love through the night
I love like blue indigo dye
giving off the answers to why

When you see the small, bright blue flower
It is supposed to give over the power
To remember that very hour

That face, that place, where you find happiness
Every thought goodness, every action of kindness

A lifetime of memories, we neglect, we overlook
Until we see them near the brook
Then we realize we've been mistook

Oh, we have been careless, perhaps a bit foolish
To believe it doesn't matter
When it is what makes us flourish

Observe the small, bright blue flower
It will remind you of loves power
The forget-me-not, belief in it with no doubt
That's what life is all about

There are four seasons,
of that we can depend
Each reveals its reasons,
we do attempt amends

With a whisper comes spring,
secret charms to view
The divine beauty it brings,
mornings sprinkled with dew

Summer arrives with such power,
absolute influence of the sun
Tokens of the late showers,
soothing pleasure when day is done

Autumn jumps in with flame and glory,
the boldest colors to behold
Harmony of a perfect story,
you never tire of being told

Hear the scream of winter,
ivory calm at a glance
You can receive an answer,
having solace, if by chance

At the very beginning,
to the very end,
there will be seasons changing
Of that we can depend

Ignorance is no longer bliss
It is downright dangerous

Not understanding your fellow man
No more trying to do the best you can
Not learning the lay of the land
No time spent just trying to comprehend

Living life in an unmindful daze
Ignoring the signs of this extraordinary phase
Spending your time in an uninformed haze
Disregarding what is right in front of your gaze

So stop and spend time to discover
Just what hides behind every man's cover
To gather insight you might need to hover
Just stay the course and you'll eventually conquer

Once you stop neglecting the people you meet
Once you stop skipping by them in the street
Then you'll become aware that sharing is a treat
Then you'll go out of your way to make sure you greet

Being informed and mindful, that is bliss
Wanting to be you best and never feeling amiss

Who I am
Can only be
Because of who I was
Who I are
Can only come
From who I were
Who I is
Will always be
Who I am
Because it's me!
I am
I are
I is
I be
I was
I were
A living free
A giving me!

Read this fast
Pure as a song
Read this quick
You can't go wrong
For there's  a sign
That you belong
Among the brave
Amongst the strong

The poor letter "f" is used so lewdly
Next time it wants to trip off your tongue so rudely
Challenge yourself to choose more crudely

Try Oh, fantastic; Oh, fabulous,  or maybe
Frolic you   or Finesse me
What of fudge, fruitjuice or flapjacks

There is a fanfare of flavor
There is a flutter to savor
There is a flame from a lover

There's felicity , freedom and fortune
Not to mention: faith , family and fun
All doled out in flawless portion

So the next time you feel the urge
To throw out an "F" bomb ; please purge
Don't forget to be flamboyant
Find a flair and be radiant

You will feel more friendly faces
Forever in your familiar spaces
Waiting for your fragrant graces

Before yesterday I was scattered with
so many seeds flowing and
planting thoughts in my mind;
I had to sit down and take time
to define where each one
needed to reside, to exist
amongst its own kind

But, for now, today, I am collected
all my thoughts are gathered up
in their neat, pretty rows
waiting for me to pull one out
and toss it about,
and see what can come
when it's let out to shout

Perhaps, later tomorrow I will find
myself again struggling along,
with doubt, with ideas strewn all about
spreading their fancy roots, so fast,
that there is no time to reap
the rewards of their caste

But, I know, no matter what time
there is for me, close to hand;
I shall persist and I will take a stand;
making sure my days are planned.
So that my contemplations
will have their chance to expand.

Call him up on the phone
Remind him to bring along the bone
That they will use to beat the drum
Letting all know it's time to come

Placing the crown upon the head
Of the fool elected to play dead
The cage is filled with eleven doves
Passed around are as many gloves

All stand in line and face the west
No time to waste, not time for rest
They begin to sing their fraternity song
Hoping this evening nothing goes wrong

Which pledge will be the chosen one
Whom all will worship with the rising sun
Another will pass the test of the wood
He will then have everything given him good

I can see in my mind
a world that is kind
an existence so refined

I can see the design
which is hiding behind
the confused rhythm and rhyme

It can't be too hard to find
if I just follow the sign
and let it lead me to define

I know I can appear blind
and occasionally opine
for past days in the sunshine

I'm sure I can stop
and rewind,
remembering that
LOVE is the bind

It can't be too hard to mend
It takes so much to pretend
I'd rather we all just be friends
Living in a world of no amends

One, two, three
what is it you see
when you look at me
Would you like to be the jury

The question, we agree
can lead to discovery
of a lovely mystery,
giving forth high energy
        or.........
a hazy reality,
may appear so softly
the veil uncovered quietly
to reveal my sensibilities

A glance so friendly
smile given so freely
as precious as ivory
Perhaps the needed key

Thoughts crowd cleverly
in the busy memory,
then so very suddenly
You recognize security

Letting go of anxiety
does not come easily,
but when you regard honesty
Notions become reality

What constitutes a mistake
Who's the judge of fault
What jury grades the assault

Be it an error by hand
Something fell awry
Can it be fixed by and by

Be it a blunder of the tongue
Something spoken wrong
Will it be forgiven before long

Be it a thought gone askew
False misunderstanding,
Call it what it is due

Be it a flaw caught by the eye
An incorrect image found
Can it be repaired and bound

What of the slip of the heart
Leaving people torn apart
When feelings go astray
But you still must live that day
Feeling broken and so unsure
Rely on time to be the cure

If you peer over the edge
What is it you'll see
There deserted on the ledge
A glimpse of the real me

Balancing the brink of doom
Secluded from the pack
Circling the margin of the room
Preparing my attack

If you survey the empty border
Isolated, there I'll be
Don't approach as a consoler
I'm not looking for pity

I've examined the single rim
Its boundary my constant view
As if upon inspecting the brim
I'm hoping to notice a clue

Feeling the outsider
Regarded as recluse
Behold I'm the caretaker
Astonished and profuse

If you peek over the edge
Will it be me you'll see

I once gave up something spectacular
Figuring it would never work through

Worrying about the future --
more than the present
Is it really such a wrong thing to do

Anticipating the next stage to come
When it didn't, I remember just feeling numb
How long should one wait
Is there some magical, time capsule fate

So I gave up on the hopes
I decided to focus on me
Moved away and saw things
through a different scope--
Found peace, love and glee

I then ran into the once spectacular
It had been decades of blue skies
Just one look into those steel grey eyes
And I wondered where my
Expectation now lies

Revenge is a scary beast
it invades ones soul
leaving not a moment of peace

Feelings have been insulted
one weighs the ways to retaliate
although knowing it will leave one faulted

Senses feel an injustice was done
all thinking is of the retribution to come
however could this have all begun

Emotions are enflamed
grievances carried are heavy
who could sight the offendeds blame

Sentiments may hold vengeance as vulgur
to get satisfaction from avenging another
wouldn't forgiveness be the better gesture

Revenge holds no borders sacred
it is a scary realm to enter into
to want to hear one plead as they bleed
Is that really what your heart and souls needs

That which drips from the poison pen
Making its home on the blank page
Words burning into the eyes of men
Causing sensations of hatred and rage

Doubt once raised from the venom spilt
Gives salacious gossip permission to thrive
Terms so vicious they make a man wilt
Causing havoc like an endangered beehive

Phrases so alarming to sully emotions
Seen in written form; off ones toxic mark
Are there no boundaries or exceptions
Just the shame of the blame in the dark

To insult anonymously is most cruel
He who holds that pen is a coward
Sign the missive and prepare to duel
Show the scorn of which contempt is powered

The wound caused by the tainted pen
Can live deep in the recesses of the mind
Anyone sane will always condemn
Hoping they'll never open one of its kind

You run hot, you run cold
This attitude of yours, is getting old
I'm getting tired of being told
That the way I am, is just too bold
I don't need a lecture, no time to scold
I don't want to wait til the bell has tolled
I need someone that I can hold

You figure that you can mold
Me into some token of gold
Then when you're done, I unfold
I am then ready to be sold
My soul has been rolled
Tucked up into the fold
I no longer have to try to uphold
This game of illusions when polled

Go follow storms hold
   from hot to cold
On soft sorrows sold

For floods shock
  from wool to stock
Of old mans' clock

Lost to strong flow
  from door to roots low
No blooms bold do show

So sooth scorns ghost
  from good grown host
Common honor bonds most

Please remind me why
The rain doesn't wash this off
I still see the stain
From kneeling on the green patch
Trying to reach thyme

In that fragment
of a moment
I felt content

A perfect sunset
day ends pleasant
with pure enjoyment

With a need so urgent
no second to neglect
satisfaction, I respect

Does happiness have a scent
Do we delight in its ornament
anticipating its' precious event

But when bliss is absent
if pleasure be upset
all we feel is regret

Joy to what extent
fills us with sentiment
swaying our every talent


Breathless and bent
full of gladness and
Wonderment

Come with me, we'll go on a spree
Spend some time to see
If this can turn into we

Talk of what we feel
Walk together toe then heel
See if our pace matches for real
See if we can compromise and deal

We'll stop to picnic by a stream
Eat perfect strawberries with the freshest cream
The rhythm of this day has been a dream
We are happy, or so it may seem

We watch the sunset from the top of the hill
This day spent together has been such a thrill
As the evening comes it brings with it a chill
With your arm round me the earth seems to stand still

As we return to where we began our day
Tomorrow you will travel along on your way
If I could only be brave enough to say
All the words you need to hear, to make you stay

But it would never be right
I couldn't make you live with such contrite
So we say goodbye--so sweet and polite
I'll always wonder if I should have
Put more into the fight

You close your ears
I'll close my eyes
Maybe we'll make it through
This life filled with lies

No one's to blame
No need for shame
Everyone knows this
Is all just a game

With your habits
With my disposition
Life for us has become
A state of deception

What about an end
With no regrets
We would each walk away
And just forget

No more anger
No longer doubt
We need to accept
That this hasn't worked out

Goodbye to monotony
So long to boredom
Admit it, we both
Deserve our freedom

My body goes numb
it's on the tip of my tongue
My anger and my doubt
should I dare to lash out
Or do I say not a thing
and give in to the sting
My head full of voices,
now's the time to make choices
To stay or to walk away
to get caught up in the verbal parley
Or just give up the fight
does it really matter who's right
The next time I'll be steady
calm, prepared and ready

If all you can see is black and white
Then you are missing such wonder and delight

If you only see the snow or the dirt
Then who can help you when you really hurt

If you only think in either ink or chalk
Then you have never taken a proper walk

Blood runs red in every vein
The sea is blue, stop and feel the rain

Grass is  so green, a lemon so yellow
Nature so precious, as is the ordinary fellow

The world, an amazing jungle
Live in awe of its colors
Experience all it has to offer
Be observant, conscious dwellers

What if love was free
What if the sky were the sea
Would that be better for you or me

What if there was no doubt
What if we understood what life was about
Would we all laugh and shout

What if the sun never set
What if rain wasn't wet
Could we be better off yet

What if every cheek had a dimple
What if every move was habitual
Could life really be that simple

What if there was no war
What if nobody kept score
Should that lead us to adore more

What if love were perfect
What if we cherished every aspect
What if fiction were fact
Should we then be more able to connect

There is an utter in my mind
Sometimes is shouts and is unkind
At times it sings a carefree tune
As if it's a sunny day at noon

Oh, but it can be careless
Screaming at me with it's furiousness

In the morn when I awake
I wait,  I listen,  for my own sake
There is a voice that is so dim
It's hidden and arrives on a whim

But if you're careful and direct
You may hear the spoken secret
The faint hiss may escape my mind
Then it's no longer private
Then I can leave it behind

You need nothing but your smile
no cares, no worries, no style

As we venture out on an escapade
to ensure that our dreams never fade

Walk, talk, laugh and love
nothing else but heaven above

We roll in the clover,
one under, one over

We dare to caper away together
we don't even stop to notice the weather

When it starts to rain, we don't care
we giggle and find some cover to share

Oh, and when the night comes rolling in
that's when we know what this day has been

If but once in a while, we can take a chance
going off to explore in our lover's dance

Then we can suffer the days apart
knowing there's no end to what we let start

Simple things complete our day
Breakfast of bread with cheese
Starts us on our way
Also tea, with milk, please

Morning walk up the lane
Birds and bees flitting around
A gentle shower of rain
Gives pleasure to the ground

Quiet hours spent in reading
Spirit comes alight with joy
Another hour garden needs weeding
A day spent without annoy

Sunset in all it's glory
Gives credit to today's story