Angel of the air and lunar light with blazing florescent wings

"Wonders"

 Wonders

The twisting, turning love and life

The endless bounds of stress and strife

The ache you sing in trembled tones

The sighs that hit with stanza's stones

The wickedness displayed for all

The purity with which we fall

The trebled trips

The fumbled grips

The willingness to altar

The suddenness of falter

You fear that we are so alike

That, with a will, the thought will strike

Is it that you fear the end of night

Revealed, in all its glory, in the light

That love of life can balance in extremes

The windlass raising heart, or so it seems

The balancing of life is what I seek

Forget the bold, forget the mild and meek

And, thank you for the rhoetry, again

Once again, it comes midst wind and rain

Accepting all the tendrils of the fates

Children playing; loving, caring mates

All the wonders of the world

Before your feet, become unfurled

"Destiny"

  Destiny

Destiny is seldom as it seems

From life to life, the love will see extremes

From loving of one lover for another

To loving child for sake of loving mother

A cry across all time for loving of

A soul that cries it's always been in love

"Sky II"

 Sky**

I lay upon a carpet of green grass

Contemplating sky and clouds that pass

As shades of white and blue go through my mind

So like the clouds, I drift along and find

That, once again, my thoughts have turned to you

Obscuring all that falls within purview

Ever-present loving saturates

I ponder thoughts of passion and the fates

Upon the drifting clouds, so soft and fair

Drifts these thoughts of deepest loving care

Heart goes with the clouds upon their travels

As the worried thought of heart unravels

Wind picks up and sighs with thoughts of love

Heart returns with feelings far above

Sun begins to set upon the day

Night begins to fondle interplay

The shining moon reflects your sweet demure

Twinkling stars emerge as feelings stir

Night of summer breeze so slowly passed

Light of newborn day is coming fast

Sun arises with a heartfelt sigh

In radiance of shining clear blue sky

Filling, once again, with love that I

Give back unto the morning's open sky

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"Windward"

 Windward

I couldn't ask for more from you than what you always gave

The thrill to life, amidst duress, you caught the wind to stave

I'll woo, again, another day

When that wind is on its way

That has always been the need

When you and I and life are freed

While wooing you in ages past

Intent has always been to cast

My life as yours in all the lives 

Through all of it, this heart still thrives

Both future and those lives well gone

Awaiting always the new dawn

Of love as it is spread

From heart unto the head

Before us like a golden field

In which you never need to yield

But love me only because I deserve it

"New under the sun"

 New under the sun

I fear you think you'll disappoint

I assure you it's untrue

All of life, you do anoint

It's not of me, it's you

Without your piercing glare of fire

Witless still undone

For all my life, you did inspire

You're new beneath the sun

A combination, fire and will

For all eternity, you are still

The light that shines so bright

Amidst the dark of night

In all your suffering and pain

In which confusion held its reign

Steady on, the rage and fire

Mixed with loving and desire

You carry on to bring to life

Humanity amidst the strife

With loving so unmatched

Until the race has hatched

Into its loving ways

"Cryptic River"

 Cryptic river

There is one reason that I seek for more

This tete a tete has something else in store

The Cryptic river bleeds across the scene

Leaving me in bafflement between

I don't know whether mocking or a sign

The Cryptic river leaves much to define

Offense in feeling mocked and left for dead

Is not a pleasing thought within my head

With revelations far beyond the norm

I'll always battle back from any storm

As the Cryptic river flows

With questions asked or body blows

Pure disdain or loving's throes

It's not as if I really chose

No will involved the Gypsy Rose

Just this most extraordinary feeling or sense

"Transpiration"

 Transpiration

I wish I could write as I used to desire

Of the love and the heart that will always inspire

While not in defeat

This heart has been beat

Due to absence of love to transpire

The witless have taken their toll

I ache for humanity whole

The feelings I vet

As I ponder the Met

Once again, to the conjure of goal

Of meeting of hearts

If in fits and in starts

Still, it is better than heart in the role

Of life in the barren and darkness of night

Amidst lack of love, in its pain and its plight

As I seek for completion of soul

"Colours of the sun"

 Colours of the sun

So bright it blinds the vision

Left, only indecision

The colours never seen

The truth is never gleaned

As colours glow about her

Her blaze becomes a detour

Her blaze that so diminishes the sun

As winsome ways of mind become undone

A whisper in your head says revel now

Spread your arms out wide and take a bow

Responsibly, the signs are on the rise

You welcome back the world with brief surprise

Well, that was fun.  I can't say I'm that fond of it, though.  So, I tried, again.

The colours of the sun are never seen

Beneath the brightness, colours unforeseen

But brighter, still, the wonder that is She

Her colours masked beneath calliope

The guise becomes Her brightness as She sings

Of sacrificial altar and of kings

More colours than a rainbow radiates

More threads than in the tapestry of fates

I give up.  I just really liked the title alot.  It suits what I would like to say today as I sought something new to say.

"Intrusions end"

 Intrusions end

Don't worry my dear

I won't be there

As you take to the stage, once more

Your revel is clear

I'd hate to stare

As you open your heart to the score

Intrusions are ending

But, rhoems are wending

To make of this life what I may

No certainty here

That the ether is clear

But, still, I have something to say

I won't bother your stride

As I take to the ride

In the only way left

 Without feeling bereft

'Tis just as it's been in the past

My existence remaining a fast

Something I never have sought

But the will on its own as it fought

Through the willanuck ways that are taught

Excuse me if rhoems are wrought

For you