Avalanche
Dateless
Wednesday, October 9, 2024
"Trust"
Trust
Down through the ages
With life in its cages
I get that you may feel
No trust within your zeal
Get a life, you once said
As if I were already dead
Your anguish I can understand
The way in which you to take a stand
A different guise that women inhabit
The chasm between the wolf and the rabbit
Both turned into lion, in our case
No remiss from cryin' at our pace
My trust is implicit in you
Fun-loving at heart
From end to the start
My way has had to be earnest
I'd toss it all in the furnace
If not for the dribble and drool
That humanity clings to as tool
The end of that is now in view
The tension and attraction that has thundered through our past
No need to replicate it as the future has been cast
Into a loving memory
Ground by ages' emery
Providing human implications vast
The maunderings of animals outclassed
I've said it all before
In fractured days of yore
The fusion is a circumstance
A revel and an endless dance
The lightning strikes
As loving spikes
We leave the past behind
The poles of tension
That I mention
You and I defined
Brings to life a human way
Into the depths of love we stray
Existence reassigned
As fusion is aligned
The limbs are intertwined
No conquering in mind
At last, it is we find
The loving underlined
All because of you and me
There is no difference in our crying
Ages passed and still we're trying
Just one more
To write the score
Into a loving set in which we're free
Saturday, October 5, 2024
"Fusion too"
Fusion too
When I feel a fusion coming on
When it feels like life from dusk to dawn
And dawn to dust
Then, I'll know the answers I have sought
For riddled three millennia we wrought
And, answer from the dawn unto the dusk
Is fusion of a like ne'er seen again
The veil of tears is gone and we remain
Heck, there may be a third. Yes, I know that the traditional religious phrase is vale of tears. The fact is veil of tears. And, yes, not my best rhoem. The subject matter alone makes it tolerable.
" Fusion"
Fusion
When I feel the fusion
We awaited, oh, so long
I feel no vast confusion
But, a feeling oh, so strong
It is the way in which
A wizard and a witch
Confound the message from the past
That leaves all life and love aghast
Amidst the loving plain
To thunder of the fire and lightning
Find horizon ever brightening
Fusion leaves no pain
A challenge at this point in time
A reminiscence worth the climb
Of future lives to come
A worthy effort, take a stand
Craggy rocks will fade to sand
Amidst the rolling drum
To see each other in the night
No darkness shows but only light
Be-sparkling the room
There is no dark when nothing's hidden
Well worn heart is there forbidden
'Tis loving on the loom
This is the way that, I, to you
Recover all my rectitude
A fusion in the offing
You hear me lightly coughing
As I roll my eyes
I've been trying to figure a way through the weeds
Avoiding all of the forestry's needs
Loving as fusion describes the effect
The loving becomes effusion's affect
Saturday, September 14, 2024
"Colours"
Colours
A strength resides upon love's grace within eternal halls
No force of time or man can ever breach these sturdy walls
Upon the rampart's walk, impatience stirs, the passion calls
Across the land, the spell as winter's blight of guilt enthralls
But, slowly, now, enchanted land gives way to life and Spring
The crocus blooms, the squirrels romp, and birds begin to sing
The memories retain their force, the glistening returns
The sun upon the dew-filled land evaporates concerns
Despair and all its pitied ilk no longer hold them fast
Discoveries of life and love, the endless vistas vast
The land is well renewed as all the panic now subsides
Upon the mount of memories, the heart so boldly rides
From keep and through the gate, they canter through the broader world
To flowers thrown, and lances raised, the pennant is unfurled
Time has reinforced the colours of this endless love
The gifts are clear, the end is seen, the heart does rise above
Tuesday, September 10, 2024
" The Wonder of Her"
The Wonder of Her
The wonder of Her I do not know
But, oh, so dearly, wish it so
Her magic ripples through the air
The wonder of it leaves you bare
But, oh, I wish it so
To say that She is made of lace
Fulfilled in elegance of grace
Begins the loving, slow
I know, deep down, the wonder lies
That I would never compromise
But, oh, to revel in Her grace
Raise the tide to loving pace
Is all that I would know
This may need work. I wrote it in a moment, just a few moments ago.
Tuesday, August 27, 2024
Happy Birthday 2024
Happy birthday 2024, My Gypsy Empress
You spread your wings and fly beyond all bounds
Of strictures held by all relentless hounds
You glisten in the morning of new dawn
I pray you love until all wind is drawn
The passion of the moment turns to passion everlasting
Beyond the bounds and scope of life's tremendous casting
My vision has been focused on your love deserved
In presence of spectacular delight as lightly served
As selfless as can vastly be construed and still retain
The sanity so necessary midst the pouring rain
Don't worry, I don't cry that much
Immensity of time and such
Assures me we connect
All lives in retrospect
I'll love you all eternity, I celebrate each ray
When time arrives in which we both will sing and play
Excitement all I care to feel
Anticipating love so real
Let the hardened armour deliquesce
Enough for interchange to acquiesce
Happy Birthday 2024
Happy Birthday 2024, Artful Dodger
Unto the day, impatiently I wait
For wonder that will come to celebrate
I always start on poems way too soon
In restless state beneath the summer moon
This year is different in degree
I start this poem in the lee
Of winter's frost
The wind picks up the song of celebration
Sends it off in high anticipation
Across the sea, the plains, and mountain ranges
Echoes all your grace that never changes
Amidst the forest rumour flies
From the flowers to the skies
Of heart embossed
Wings are spread as angels seek the ground
Flutters stilled as angels seek the sound
Of ache and love that only one can sing
Deep body blows midst revelries that ring
Sunday, July 28, 2024
"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 was always but 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