sweet pastels arrive
through my bedroom window,
finches giggle on
without a care,
springtime may blossom
after all,
as eager leaves on trees
relax, dutifully prepare.
Tag Archives: Nature
His Presence
Red
Cardinal bird, a King
Came to see me
His voice authoritative
Until my eyes met his
Then tender he became
While looking intently into my soul
He touched the base of who I am,
Sensing my purpose, desire.
Have I touched him? No,
Yet, he is what I’ve known
Should exist.
Oh, light he provides
Stay, please
I am his.
*Photo doesn’t do these words justice, however, I had to try for a picture. Please excuse my inexperience.
Direction
overwhelmed with responsibility
I listen to the rain fall for hours early this morning.
not a bird rejoices
as dawn breaks, although hidden
but the train travels through
twice, horn insistent.
strong coffee brews,
snowflakes appear
beauty automatic,
like women with blue eyes
and goldenrod hues of hair.
a tantrum wouldn’t fix
what’s inside my head,
use the wisdom and
traits God gave me
stop worrying about
what’s changing.
snowflakes fall
white covers the ground
my lilies now
curled back in fear,
winter refuses to leave
and I wish you were here.
Rebirth
her heart isn’t shattered
it’s defeated,
depths of its final
landing, unknown
to many.
but to those who
greet her,
the many who
survive the fall,
they’ve found the truths in and of love
and have vowed
to show her
New
flush, is her flower
timid, yet she’ll grow.
ruddy, her spirit,
and you adore
how it’s shown.
innocence is her
mind’s essence,
full beauty yet to be shown.
For You Only, Love
your presence flows
through sensually,
nourishing, like Water
to a young flower,
if only you could
see how good you are
for my soul,
you’d never leave
and become eternally lost
in leaving your mark,
within me, while
devouring my
submissive
and pleasing spirit,
one I surrender with joy,
for you, only.
Wishes
can’t make someone love
there’s a song about that
no amount of wishes or musts
can drown out the doubt
move on, go forward
that’s all one can do, cause
if wishes were granted
then I’d already have you
Twilight
he’s the sunset she waits for
when nothing goes right
he’s the kiss on her cheek
at the end of the night
she’s all he’s ever needed
is what she knows he’ll say
she’s just as she should be,
I want to be them someday
Inspiration
sentimental
not a weakness
just she, simply
***
Spring snow fall
Nervous driver
Magical day
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Mountains whisper
Inspiration
Verdant sleeping
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Comfortable
Wandering here
Her blessing now
Apologies
I hate myself
a little bit
more
when I apologize
for who
I am
***A little background for a poem I’m sure will leave you wondering.
Devotion
for today
what could be
waits for a spark,
her sparkle, really.
the marrow of her sigh,
born of her bashful smile,
is one he committed to memory,
unsure of how soon it would return.
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
Poetic Misery
I imagine your arms
Wrapping
The way they must hold her
Your touch offered
Encouraging her to dream
Believing
Your words encourage me
Similarly
Poetic Misery
My Infatuation
in this brief moment
my sigh
takes my breath away,
left realizing
I miss you
and this passion…
I cannot explain
Emerald Rouse
waiting for a songbird
greeting,
catching sun’s first rays.
to perch,
amongst winter’s white,
blanketing the gray.
emerald brilliant
reflecting her eyes,
beauty amongst overlay
almost feels right.
Melt Away
In eloquence,
The possibilities endless.
Liken to winter’s brisk winds,
Yet, tingles differently.
Sensing a delightful change,
What freezes ends
And all inspite of pain.
*This particular poem is set up with the title as the first line – working title, which is rather serendipitous in the end. ♡
Sapphire Winter
she longed to use words,
like sufficient, levity
with her ear towards
barren and lacking,
as it passes
in echos
across the plains.
snow covered beauty
upon her feet, as icicles
dangle like earrings
her curvy body now, complete.
cover her in ice
and believe in her shimmer,
standing eloquent
within her sun’s
radiant heat upon a seductive sapphire winter.
His Rapture
devotement immersed
within hazel hues,
steadiness in works
encourages her renewal.
to lie bare; belong
in his rapture,
open
among all.
guarded with fury
maintained and exposed,
submissive in capture
to earth’s protocol.
Wanting It More
to fall in love
it’s meant to be that way
to become the muse
the light to their day,
a star located
among millions
far brighter,
chosen for reasons
lost on many,
becoming the final piece
to a complicated mind’s frenzy.
much to be learned,
watched and adored,
realizing you’re not the one,
will make you want it
that much more.
***
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 