A smile, the product of overwhelming acceptance.
Crazy how writing a sentence can be the cause of tears.
Is wanting such a simple human response proof of a wandering spirit in search of connection?
A place to belong,
Echoes inside of me,
awakens at dawn.
Genuine acknowledgment in a situation played out before ours eyes,
should not be controlled.
Why deny the person across from you the gift of worth?
My smile is yours.
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.
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
sentimental
not a weakness
just she, simply
***
Spring snow fall
Nervous driver
Magical day
***
Mountains whisper
Inspiration
Verdant sleeping
***
Comfortable
Wandering here
Her blessing now
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.
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. ♡
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.
winter is coming
feel his fingers
slide
down, across and
through, I remind
myself.
frost, yes,
changes
how he’d feel on me.
I mustn’t forget
my soul hums
in autumn’s breeze.
when springtime disappoints
and autumn refuses to speak,
paint a word picture; create poetry.
write of summertimes lost,
oh, how does it go:
lemons and lemonade…something.
or maybe,
winter’s production of an early snow:
verdant and virgin frost,
yes, two Vs – funny.
take me to where optimists dream
and abandon me there, leave me be.
Surprise foundation
Weave each other into place
Grasping together
breath of sunshine
winter so fair
snowflakes blow
as tumbleweeds,
and there are daisies
in her hair.
Shifting of branches
Crack of her limbs
A melody of tinkling,
The cause for my grin.
Ice sliding downward
Upon a water bed,
And these sounds,
Caused by the wind.
A reason for pause
A merge of solitude,
I wonder what if
or possibly, what then.
Turning to ask,
A fog of memories,
Finding you further away
And our story, at its end.
She was quiet this morning,
Dawn, that is, miraculous,
Peaceful in her timeless dignity.
Two mallards skim rural water, as twin rogues,
Before taking flight with one another,
Their sky, a season of cerulean.
An ibis flirted with stoic wind,
Hardly noticed and without sound,
As her white wings rode his reliable gift.
Nature thrilled with my insistent watchful probe,
Created a warm glow from the rising sun,
Behind clouds, the color of smoke.
In the end, my eyes focused,
On a spider crawling about her web,
Intricate designer, naked to most.
Her long legs seemingly stretched across,
Compressed air, as I questioned myself, almost,
But, chose to alter my angle, instead.
Life reassured me, artistry brought into focus,
Minutes passed, comfort took hold,
As I found you there, too.
How do I know?
Alone, I briefly turned and whispered in awe,
“You’re seeing this, aren’t you?”
Hood replaced reluctantly, closed tight
Gloved hands situated
Into warm inviting pockets
I continue amongst what’s frozen
Careful words
( ‘care’ ‘ful’ )
Needed, required
Thoughts of insignificance
( ‘in’ ‘significance’ )
Must return
Buried in
The end of what mattered
Fathomable
( ‘fathom’ ‘able’ )
Builds connection
Reasons to continue
A lifeline,
( ‘life’ ‘line’ )
Inwardly searching
Where is the passage
making aquintance
breathing ownership across
a moment in time
yesterday’s crimson
snow shields with protection
duty or desire
As pristine
Falls from above
Cold wraps across
Her laden chest,
Pulls her against
Frozen.
Nature sublime
Incorrigible desire
His spirit, like
A blanket of
Snow,
Laid upon fair skin.
Snowflakes replace
Flawed freckles, and
For a moment,
She, luminous, her
Soul, complete.
A body in
Crystallized radiance
Woke up
To freezing Temps
Snowflakes
And
Wind, my muse.
Howling comes
Stumbling
Down the alley, while
Grey tones rob me
Of my encouraging mood.
This is what happens
When I consider
Life without light
And neverending blues.
do you remember, feeling
the soft brush of a whisper
upon your neck?
gentle thaw of shivers
frozen’s early revealing
i’ll never forget
