Avalanche
"Tether"
Tether
To keep my mind in focus on the dream
Of love complete, unending; see its gleam
To be in love with endless heart of you
Hidden 'neath the endless spectral view
Excruciating in the face of facts
Life fulfilled required to fill the tracks
Amidst the pain of falling rain
The tethers fain to keep me sane
Forcing me to focus on the love
Coursing through the heart from sky above
All the thoughts return to June
Make it full and make it soon
Tether tied to heart of one with grace
To keep me steady on with steady pace
I could not drown while floating on the sea
Of grace of you, it drives the grace of me
"Intrusion's end"
Intrusion's 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
"Mountain mists"
Mountain mists
The swirling mountain mists enshroud the quiet majesty
Enclosing all the trails and joy of pomp and pageantry
The solemn vows are hidden 'neath the cap of each dewdrop
The pinnacle revealed in light as mist departs the top
The rumble of the mountain can be heard both far and wide
The pain of rocky remnants tumble down the mountainside
The tumble scatters risks down on the trails on which we ride
No shelter can be taken with no place in which to hide
The mist in mountain's shadow cloaks the rumbles deep inside
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"Touching"
Touching
Sing to the mountains
Sing to the skies
Bursting from fountains
Let river raise tides
The day her drawbridge touches land
The day she fills the world
When all the love is faintly fanned
The woman's flag unfurled
The day the wonder of her voice
Rings out with no more pain
Is day that life has won its choice
The ending of the rain
The day the voice that ne'er holds back
Is singing, free of heart
The day in which we find the knack
For chains to fall apart
One of her nicknames is Gaia. Artful Dodger, or Gypsy Empress, also. Another layer is about womanhood. For me, they are the same.
"Raindrops"
Raindrops
As much as you complain about your heart
In efflorescence from the very start
It scatters like the raindrops from a storm
In vast expressions of the woman's form
Transcendence lies between the raindrop's tears
Combustion of the end of all your fears
Another one I halted before it got out of hand. Maybe I'm learning something. Maybe not.
"Empress' ways"
Empress' Ways
Every time I leaf on through the layers
As I ponder all the sundry players
There is no doubt within my mind
In every channel, bound in kind
The Empress gets it right
She raises standard, leads the way
Into forays, she leaves at bay
The paltry and the fight
She fails to signify her grace
No thought thereof, without a trace
As my heart begins to race
I guess she feels she stumbles
As life begets the rumbles
As all of mankind humbles
Recovering the grace
" Display"
Display
For some, the secrets of the heart
A difficult display
Through a life, right from the start
You know more than you say
You blaze and, then, transcend display
A shelf-life lived in days
And, so, I rhite it on the way
Expose the mythic maze
A little isolation
That was bought at such a cost
Defining all creation
Bringing refuge to the lost
I realized, today, that I believe in you far more than humanity.
"A Puff of Wind"
A Puff of Wind
A puff of wind that brushes 'gainst the cheek
A random wave that hits the highest peak
A sense of life that will not let it go
An ache to let the wonder waters flow
A brush's stroke, an image in the mind
Piano's note, that leads to more in kind
The lips against her cheek and words in rhyme
The loving 'cross a wild expanse of time
The thrill is not in rising to a peak
But, seeing in your eyes the love we seek
The sharing is the loving, knees so weak
The river of the love from minor creek
I had to stop writing this one before I went overboard. I think I like it.
" The smell of the rose"
The smell of the rose*
Intuition of feelings more deep than the sea
It all is encased in the magic of She
Transcending the time that She spends in this place
Outpouring of blood filled with passion and grace
The smell of the rose and all flowers in bloom
As life becomes measured, all doubts are entombed
Intuition, the feeling transcendent, She bears
She learns of the magic that guides as it cares
A useless endeavor 'tis not, for She knows
The sense of the wonder, the smell of the rose
"Destiny"
Destiny
Destiny is seldom as it seems
From life to life, the love will see extremes
From loving of one lover to 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
"Whirlwind"
Whirlwind
In praise of a woman with wonderful eyes
Transforming expressions forever arise
The sweetest component, to ne'er realize
Her songs of the heart mesmerize
My celebration of her heart sustained in will and fire
The lifetimes will be many more, led by my heart's desire
To find new ways to celebrate the loving of that heart
And mesmerizing way she has from finish to the start
The whirlwind of emotions that cascade along her skin
It is my goal to circumvent the armour and the din
"Smooth"
Smooth
Like soft summer showers that light up the skin
Like warm, gentle touch of the loving within
So smooth, like the wash of the sea on the sands
Like jagged chain lightning ignites as it lands
Like two-twenty volts made of satin and lace
Like rockets exploding and gone without trace
The smoothness erupts and the shock comprehends
That loving will last as each heartbeat transcends
"Woman"
Woman
The briskness of a winter morn
The warmth of summer breeze
First light of day as it is born
A sigh among the trees
For Woman
Daffodils in garden growing
Falling leaves of color
Lovely as a freshet Flowing
All of life is fuller
With Woman
The wind that sings from far above
The heart that moves us on
The engine of unending love
That brings about new dawn
You are woman
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