Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Friday, December 28, 2007

"Random Directions"

 Random directions

Pulled in all directions by the call

I know the feeling well

Without the heart, the feeling leaves a pall

The heart creates a spell

I know my own is different from your grace

In every heart, the gender leaves a trace


Then the interactions have their say

Each one will pull a weaker stiff apart

Defined by all imposed upon the heart

'Tis why I had to find another way


But, you, you glide amongst the many

I dearly hope your home has plenty

Of loving to impart

Gracefully, you navigate the world

Contained within, the hurt that has unfurled

Is all about the heart


I know the pain

I'll tell you this

The love against all odds and thoughts of rain

Becomes an armour waiting for a kiss

The kiss need not arrive

For heart to still survive

Know the kiss is waiting

No need anticipating

Just hold the thought as if my arms were wrapped

Around your waist my loving always strapped


Well, that didn't go where I intended.  I guess I'll try again.  Glamour in my eyes.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

"Dreams"

 Dreams

If I thought for a moment it would do any good

I would send you this book, but I fear that it would

Just add to your angst, these most blatant intrusions

My heart's one desire but to soothe the conclusions

To bring to the fire with the heat of the heart

The searing of love that begins to impart

All I desire for the Empress of all;

End to the suffering, anguish, and pall


I said long ago, you will get there alone

But, still, I desire to assure that the throne

Is filled with your elegance, loving, and grace

With all of your terror removed without trace

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I am talking about the book of poems.

Saturday, December 1, 2007

"Skylight"


Skylight

Your talents are unlimited

Your choices all deliver; spectral bound

Joi de vivre exhibited

Expressions show the facets that confound

When not the least inhibited

Your loving verve forf life is more than sound