Rich and creamy French silk pie
Makes me glisten with devilish eye
Perhaps an apple for my health
Wise choice yes, but not for wealth
Maybe celery to trim me down
Without peanut butter makes me frown
Popcorn then my snack shall be
But alas, none on the shelf I see
Crackers then will be my way
Hope they last me through the day…
Monday, August 30, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
A Thought on Silence
Not every moment needs to be filled
Solid connection we quietly build
No words need expressed
Nothing needs addressed
Content calm fills the air
In it I hear you care
Solid connection we quietly build
No words need expressed
Nothing needs addressed
Content calm fills the air
In it I hear you care
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Silhouette
This is just an outline
Of what the future holds
This is just a shadow
Withholding cuts or folds
Wipe away the cobwebs
And insecurities
Wipe away distractions
And fight obscurities
Of what the future holds
This is just a shadow
Withholding cuts or folds
Wipe away the cobwebs
And insecurities
Wipe away distractions
And fight obscurities
Monday, August 9, 2010
Paths
Two paths we could go love
Two roads we could follow
One leads us to warmth love
Where hearts don’t feel hallowLead me gently my love
Down the road we travel
Strengthen ties that bind love
Never to unravelWe could part the road love
For one taken before
Nursing broken hearts love
Forever close that doorThat’s not what I want love
That distance from your heart
Hold me in your arms love
Even when we’re apart
Monday, July 5, 2010
A Random Chat Revisited **
Shopping at the market today
My mind engaged in wondrous play
Four apples, apples, on a stick
Egg plant, egg plant, won’t make me sick
My old friend from the park bench day
Stopped me with a few words to say
“I loved him once you know,” she said
“My heart no longer fills with dread”
“I’ve learned to simply let him go
My quest for love no longer show”
“My coltish days of youth are gone”
And from the ash emerged a swan
“My heart fills tender at the thought
Of what it was I hadn’t sought”
“I’m reminded now love’s slow burn
A real connection at every turn”
“Tender love with no childish games
No high emotion, hidden shames”
She tossed an apple in her cart
Turned her hips with intent to part
“Our hearts are growing as we age
Turning us from student to sage”
So many loves has this one known
In search of love her desires hone
I should take lecture from her past
Not accept the role which I’m cast
Explore each love when it’s new
Be open to the one that’s true
And so I go about my life
A tranquil heart without due strife
Until we chance to meet again
I’ll ponder her heart’s loss and gain
** This poem is the second part to a poem I wrote in November 2008, From a Random Visit
My mind engaged in wondrous play
Four apples, apples, on a stick
Egg plant, egg plant, won’t make me sick
My old friend from the park bench day
Stopped me with a few words to say
“I loved him once you know,” she said
“My heart no longer fills with dread”
“I’ve learned to simply let him go
My quest for love no longer show”
“My coltish days of youth are gone”
And from the ash emerged a swan
“My heart fills tender at the thought
Of what it was I hadn’t sought”
“I’m reminded now love’s slow burn
A real connection at every turn”
“Tender love with no childish games
No high emotion, hidden shames”
She tossed an apple in her cart
Turned her hips with intent to part
“Our hearts are growing as we age
Turning us from student to sage”
So many loves has this one known
In search of love her desires hone
I should take lecture from her past
Not accept the role which I’m cast
Explore each love when it’s new
Be open to the one that’s true
And so I go about my life
A tranquil heart without due strife
Until we chance to meet again
I’ll ponder her heart’s loss and gain
** This poem is the second part to a poem I wrote in November 2008, From a Random Visit
Monday, June 28, 2010
Still Life
In this still life
No one to understand
In this still life
No one to hold your hand
In this still life
We walk the road alone
In this still life
We walk to dust and bone
Our broken foundation
In this still life
Searching for salvation
In this still life
No one to understand
In this still life
No one to hold your hand
In this still life
We walk the road alone
In this still life
We walk to dust and bone
Our broken foundation
In this still life
Searching for salvation
In this still life
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Colorful
Brighter thoughts fill the mind
Happiness feels sublime
Heartstrings begin to bind
Pink of admiration
Journey to destination
Welcome inspiration
Passion red fills the soul
Overflowing empty hole
Giving back what it stole
Yellow hope of sunshine
Making clouds worth our time
Every sunset feels fine
Blue of clear brighter sky
Natural love flying high
Take a deep breathe and sigh
Lavender enchantment
Whispers of contentment
Dancing with enthrallment
World becoming rainbow
Sets complexion aglow
As warmth and feeling flow
Happiness feels sublime
Heartstrings begin to bind
Pink of admiration
Journey to destination
Welcome inspiration
Passion red fills the soul
Overflowing empty hole
Giving back what it stole
Yellow hope of sunshine
Making clouds worth our time
Every sunset feels fine
Blue of clear brighter sky
Natural love flying high
Take a deep breathe and sigh
Lavender enchantment
Whispers of contentment
Dancing with enthrallment
World becoming rainbow
Sets complexion aglow
As warmth and feeling flow
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