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Essence of Her
she covers herself in blankets her Mamma made whether twenty years ago
or just last week
the thought of safety comforts me
every morning there’s a whistle at eight o’clock sharp
in this town where she
was raised
the example of reliability soothes me
And then, just like that
there’s a ceiling fan she cannot figure out how to shut off
its a reminder of her inability
while in the bedroom
criticism flows far too easily for me
stepping out into the world with nature surrounding her senses
there’s a peace released
acceptance implied
worthiness arrives to remind me
To Get To You
My favorite hour arrives
Too quickly
Today,
A drive, required,
I need to see
You.
Same car,
Same old highway,
Same steady heartbeat
Purring, excitedly.
I’ve chosen the view,
A spot alongside
Road X,
Wishing to beat you there
My heal digs, as my toes
Push down, steadily,
A muscle in my thigh
Tightens
While pulling to the left,
I roll to a stop. I see you.
Longing for an embrace,
Wishing you did too,
I sit, upon this car hood,
And wait.
There’s never enough
Time
To watch you, my day,
Fall
Into twilight,
As if just for me.
Break Free
Write, holding back
The silence we allow,
Ignite the passion,
We often live without.
Encourage lost in
Abandonment,
And forsake those
Who disagree.
Live life as a testament,
And use her in your dreams
She Is
She’s the heart
What causes the tick
Inside you. There’s
No darkness. Pure
Light, which makes
Her amazing. And you
Hers.
Possible
The impossibility
is impossibly
possible, if
possibility lives
inside.
Devoted Missive
might we always
connect upon
the best of a hickory branch.
touch with the ease,
of leaves to a gentle breeze,
and focus on the depths
within each.
for my intense reaction
speaks
to you
and you love how it looks
on me.
U- Ultimately
Eastern traveling breeze
Flows with essence,
Picks up my aura, seductive
And passes out my window,
As my desire for you
Remains. Autumn
Teases with frosted sunshine
Allowing for a clear and
crisp prelude, Muse.
What once was,
Is now History,
And you belong
With me.
Unconditional
Thinking today,
how so effortlessly,
a photo I captured
was chosen, by you,
as a favorite.
Put to a frame
inside your world,
honoring me,
I feel that so deeply.
I am blessed.
Spring Break
Sensual freedom
Full figured came a callin’
Tame the hair, Betty
Waiting
Celebratory flock
White Egrets dance
Vividly
Among dawn’s birth
Shadows reflecting
A pulse
Simple beat
My fledgling heart
Each emotion
Owned
Clung to
Waiting
Thrive
Bashful pink
Refusing to fade
Painted lightly upon
In soft, delicate shades
By his loving artistic hands
Believing in, wholeheartedly,
Thriving beyond circumstance
Curling Fragments
Presented hard
Cold to the touch
Disbelieving
Under an artisan’s hands
Weakening
Soft swirls of metal
She becomes
Shimmering fragments
Glistening diamond shades
A curling pillow
Lays before him as he slaves
His to create, having her no other way
Kindred Spirit
Thank you
For rising
Through
Even when you
Can’t find a way
To see past
Your dark days
Furthermore
Thank you
For believing me
When I say
I need you
I trust you
I feel you
Without a doubt
Allow me to
Illuminate your soul
I love you
Kindred spirit
If truth be told
Craving
Powerful moments
Lost in yesterday
Craving
Mountains shift
Clouds will part
Happiness
Creator of smiles
Poets connect
Your heart my first waking breath
Brought on through art
Words will find creation
Paint will find it’s muse
Photos brought to life by you
Conversation will find its fate
Spark creativity
Show your soul
Protection provided
Choose to dream
Waters may divide
Pay no matter
We’re alive
Poetry
yes
uh- huh
now that’s the way
words created to appreciate
yes, I like them, oh I like them
poetry takes multitudinous forms
you’ve found one, oh, you’ve found one
dash us off somewhere unattended, post-haste
after creating, a poet’s mind should never be alone
Create
Poetry I crave and read daily
Minds I want to rip open and see
How can it be, words written perfectly
Faceless poetry it spins me
Forever lost in thoughts of might have been
all uniquely
Words which inspire a nation
An analyzer, who questions a lifetime
My Dear, you theorize
Create thinking or even dreaming
Show me Divine perfection
absorbed daily
Music played to reach my soul
Find me beyond the stars
I ache while each note played
I hear you in every melody
Make it yo-yo; I don’t care
play for me
Pictures taken with a keen eye
I imagine them taking me somewhere
Close the distance between you and me
Make me laugh, face my fears, even cry
Show me life on the other side
do it slowly
Paintings create emotion regularly
Colors help me think and release
Black and white take me to places of dark
The sexiest of the arts, painters feel humanity
Search the eyes of the one in charge
paint me pretty
Artistic Expression
Artists
Bold; Oh yes, brave, it seems.
Dexterous; without a doubt the master.
Humble; a knock it out of the park courtly quality.
Visionary; audacious idioms used by a thought-provoking muse.
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