Beauty

Roses Against Weeds

Folder: 
My Everything

 

Our love is a rose

Smelling of sweet seduction

Beautiful, standing out in a bed of thorns

Cherished for being exactly what it is

 

Bold in its ways

Buds of truth, strength, and loyalty

Seeds of hope and faith

Stemmed from the roots of life

 

Blossoming with each day

Defeats the persistent weeds

A rose for every season

Our love never wilting

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The weeds will only marvel at what we've made.

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Veiled Splendor

Folder: 
Beauty

 

Simple treasures,

A divine line separating

Other divine things.

A balance of art hangs

In you, in me, in the world.

Simple treasures,

A notion of abstractions

Dying to be noticed.

An eruption follows through.

In you, in me, in the world.

Simple treasures,

In light and in the absence

Amongst the in between.

Harvest the seconds in time

In you, in me, in the world.

Simple treasures,

Morality bends in shapely ways

Across mountains and seas.

Blossoming like flowers

In you, in me, in the world.

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Everything is waiting to be seen..

Pure Water

 

A life sustained by water pure

Yet marred by memory of the wine

Like fragrant waft of soft allure

Diminished not by hands of time

 

Forever clear the water streams

Yet never ends the draw to wine

Forever helpless so all seems

To purge the memory from my mind

 

Though water's healing - ever constant

Soft and clean and unaware

How often it hath quenched my thirst

And oft hath left me standing there

 

A gaze in awe, and silent yearning

Watching how the water flows

Mesmerized by every trickle...

Wishing I could just let go

 

Of every string the wine has woven

Through the fabric of my soul

Doth feel betimes a fact well proven -

I've not the will to let it go

 

For wine is strong to those who drink

And feel the fire of liquor's hold

Changed thus forever so I think

In moment's time - my future sold

 

But hold I fast to water's beauty

Resolute despite all time

Let God and Angel's bear this witness -

I choose water over wine

 

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Breakup of Success

Abandoned and afraid
Scared to death I fade
Exhausted and dejected
Anxiety to be expected

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Only you know what you’ve done
My heart strings toyed for fun
Convinced you’re worth the fight
I went sleepless night after night

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Lying to my face
I thought you needed space
****, I was wrong
With him now you’re strong

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Your decision to leave
But you led me to believe
With my heart full of affection
I believed in a re-connection

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I was too naive
Blind, she won’t deceive?
But now I see the clues
Just a firework with no fuse

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Bawling for days
Alone with God I praised
A chance to be redeemed
This is what I always dreamed

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Slowly I found the sun
Finally, it begun!
A path to become a man
God laid out my plan

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Engineered to perfection
I detached no more connection
Freedom long at last
Happiness unsurpassed

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I jostled for position
Ignited with ambition
Friends, family and new dates
My single life awaits

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A 180 degree transition
Now I’m on a mission
Jubilant life grows on
New beginning, I’m a pawn

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The spring of the upswing
Soon I’ll be a king
Bitterness in the past
Surprised by this contrast

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I rose up from the dust
Like a bomb I was combust 
The fire burned inside
Leaping I found my stride 

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This poem a rendition 
Interpret with conviction
For I have found the way
Forever I will stay

 

The River of Your Hair

Folder: 
Perverse & Bazaar
Sun-ripened like the tender skin of a 
sweet pear,
flowing infinitely downward
past and onward still;
a nape of neck, but ever downward,
Her almond tresses spill.
Bare shoulder brushing 
aside the tickle
but still a trickle downward,
ever onward,
never still.
Between her breasts 
where hill meets dale,
most beautiful curtain
creates immaculate veil.  
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Intimacy (In This Moment)

Folder: 
To My Wife

Lost in this moment

The warmth of our bodies make us sweat

The stiffness from what we have just accomplished

You and I,

A miracle

Your breath invites me in

Into your heart

Into your mind

Into your very soul

As our bodies mesh into one

As our souls embrace each other

You sigh as I touch you

Ectasy as we unite

Swirlling vortex of pleasure

Both of us lose sight

As life is created within you

As death is passed on through me

A miracle is created

A mirror of that moment

When we came together as one

Star Child

Are you a star child? 

 Can you make the flowers bloom 
with a wave of your hand?
Do diamonds wonder what it would be like
 to be you?
Do your words linger long
 like waves, 
made to lap the beaches velvet shore
 and rock in its poetic ebb?
Does your gravity pull the 
Moon
Earth
Stars 
Down
 into the infinite orbit of your eyes; 
and when welling a tear,
could they wash away the sea?
 
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A Face and A Mirror

and I'll find my way back and fill every crack
of what I dared to abandon and lack
As I hid under a shadow and erased my name
Because all others thought I was just a game

To take the needles called imperfections out of my heart
and use them as the strength to guide me a better part
Where the papers of my chapter aren't so wrinkled and illegible anymore
and I open my real eyes and to the light, beckoning, a real door


To my surprise, all is shining and ever free
and the clear sparkle of waters bring to reflect the real me
So, then, what brings you, what monster are you, foul mirror?
To sacrifice my time and what I hold ever dearer?


I ask you then, will it be a face, or will it be my words?
Or do my words mean nothing, flocking appeal to idle herds?

Bring to me please, the powerful quality and grace of personality
and let beauty paint my face, beauty associated with the pureness of my mentality

Seasons

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SEASONS
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Summer for light.
Fall for beauty.
Winter for clarity.
Spring for resurrection