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Blindsided
Sitting in a crowed coffee shop
Instrumental music plays
Gorgeous
Deepest notes, each one
Sound like you,
If you were a note,
Deepest faith,
Deepest devotion,
Deepest love,
One I could have seen
Relying on
And she must have thought so, too
Love, Always
I’ll search for you
in every photo
considered by my eyes
because I’m in love
with what should happen
what will someday be
what never truly was
what could have never been
what was and what is,
obviously.
Caged (Haiku)
Ruffling pristine
urban princess flowering
concrete jungle bed
Ms. Sylvan
her aura may be sylvan
and undeniable in origin,
reaching you effortlessly
as you linger.
silken offerings
conceive your desire to touch
with fingertips,
each flowing sequence
leading you into the next
until you understand her
completely,
this her eternal wish.
Ministration in Amber
Singular, posed alone
Verdant stem slim, yet
Rooted beneath in
Survival’s growth,
She clings to her truth,
Unafraid of the world above.
May her amber blossom,
Bright, oh so exposed,
Give the eye of her beholder
Pause
Before they walk on
Familiar
I saw a yellow finch today,
he dropped in and
perched atop a leafy branch
way up high.
he flirted a little
I winked back.
above us even further,
six more fluttered by.
I giggled,
told the neighbor
the Finches made it.
I’ve missed them,
the bunny in the backyard, too.
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Reading this interpretation after writing my poem made me smile.
Sultana of the Rockies
She presents herself
Open,
Each crimson layer
Appeasing, in
Perfection, she
Offers herself
In blush
More than once.
Found and commissioned
Here,
Luxury in velvet
To Want
to slip inside
to feel within
to taste earth
sweetness and sin
to know completely
to heal what’s broken
to recognize the sigh
when it returns again
Leading
In this world
He wouldn’t be afraid
Of what terrifies her,
And so she goes, and he guides.
She’ll Be Fine
Retreat
Thunder calls
Soothes, instantly.
I feel
What I cannot see.
Silence explains
Everything.
Nature sighs,
Humanness remains.
I watch lightning
Seek me
Through the trees,
And sense you
Leaving,
Light ceasing
To reach me.
She Thrives
Fringe encompasses
Pristine empyreal queen
Gem interior
Confidante
Sometimes
When I’m outside,
Away
From who sleeps
Inside,
Night air, comforting,
I escape myself
Duties, responsibilities,
What keeps me
Level. Grounded.
Her Morning Hymn
Bright morning sun, arouses
Crisp air will cautiously linger
Focus on all that is forgiven
A verdant rebirth for dreamers
Tenderness
I don’t wanna
Tell me I should
I can’t possibly
Show me I could
I won’t bother
Remind me I would
I Am Near
Longing for your presence,
The wind, stoic, yet
Calming, guards
While I look above me tonight.
A waterfall cascading, offers
A mysterious companionship
from just beyond my sight,
As I consider which luminous star
Was created for me.
Bleeding Heart
I’ve noticed your attempt at
Subtle vocabulary,
To encourage
Without
Allowing me to fall.
You’re too late,
This has always been
What I do best.
Timing
There’s a presence
I see it, even if from afar
I sense the urge to discern
Or is it mine?
My words stumbling, brain unsure
Do I fall in completely, because
That’s what I do, or
Stay in the quiet
Where I’m comfortable, pure.
Lungs, I beg, shout
My head likely to explode, if
My lips don’t leak
Upon paper, or find shelter
Within his clothes.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 