Watching Rain

Pecks precious to life sliding and cutting into grass,

Rectangle’s polka dot the night with a warm orange glow,

Fast moving clouds hissing and wailing with a cool breeze,

Tingling toes fiddle between the air’s touch,

Trees spit water while they wave hello,

Manipulating stars to match wishes,

Light rumble of tires calling,

The grey sky bawling,

I’m stalling,

Trying to just think

of what to write next.

Ships Sail

Plank of wood shoved off lakeshore

Pouring rain in vain to help the sails slumber

Wonder thrice times for Hades to reach up and yank

The poor wretch weeping for a discarded tool

Foolishly praying for a companion when the seas hear

And fear Poseidon’s forked arm

Harm comes to those who thrive on others hands’

Plans to save them by dolphin back

Attack the foundation of wonder and angst

But the ululating waves wearily wedge you under sand

Grand weaved yarn alarmed the gods of your strife

You seek your wife but she’s yelling from afar

They can build bridges but you must walk

Yet it takes time to mend stone

So alone you stay away

Till that day.  

Call

Our voices can lift mountains and bellow through trees,

Release that simple breath and all weight lifts high,

There are limits to the signs possible for our pleas,

Yet that simple sound quells those nagging flies.

How the World Began

Seems lush that sprawling garden flourishing below her feet,

stems curling toward heaven at her steps and blossoming,

she captures eyes in her smile like a net,

yet those emerald’s focus on the distance,

she’s captivated by the thinker rubbing his head at the moon,

swooning chichi words prancing and sparkling like stars,

bars of sound wound together with immense thought,

how can someone create love in this way?

He’s an architect at heart,

hypnotized at the start,

she’s a goddess in his eyes,

surprised he’s fishing her tears while she cries,

it must be his way,

and that’s why she stays.

Distance

Agog at every horn bellowing over the purple lake,

head tilted upwards wishing into the endless ink well,

brushing hands together to remember her touch in her wake,

the faint blink over the horizon makes my heart swell,

her body is just out of arm’s reach,

but her love lies with me as I preach.

A Work of Art

Pastel crème skin when your curved moon lips

Etch into my quivering lines I find it hard to stop

My chest pounds arpeggio at beaming smiles

Like planes landing in crystal lakes and running

Fingers dancing within golden locks lying longingly

Lavished under my chin. When distance

Yields us to the forgotten realm of doubt we’ll focus

On the comings, goings’ of two sides of

Mirrors not apart of something whole or

Drool I know the pressure builds and whistles

And that’s what I seek and live on please

Give the same gifts there as here and

Shelter all the grey lines between sheets

Till our bodies mend to one perfect soul.

One

Forged.Bond.Link.

Beauty. Shy. Smile. Smart.

Read.Write.Think.

Longing. Lying. Lasting. Art.

Time.Cherish.Blink.

Kindness. Careless. Priceless.

Days.Months.Dreaming.Drowning.

Snow. Travel. Fall.

Love.

Forever.