"Thoughts and dreams"

 Thoughts and dreams

Riding every wave of life and care

How wonderful, I feel you're always there

Silly it may seem, for sure

That every time I open door

I expect to see your grace

As my heart begins to race

The sound of phone, must be your ring

A passing car, your presence bring

I love your reign

How remarkable it always seems

That you remain

In all my thoughts and dreams

I must admit that the line about the phone is a bit of poetic license, since I block all incoming calls from unknown numbers.  Thought I must also admit that I have tried to use certain caller IDs that might show up, if I were so graced.  I'm not even sure if they would show up on international phones with numbers from outside the U.S., but I tried.  Silly me.

I probably should have added a line (or replaced the phone line) with something about spam.  Something about the thought that always crosses my mind when I see something in whick's spam.

"Magic"

 Magic

Or, Master of interaction (it ain't me)

She weaves the world in such a way to celebrate the night

Her touch has always traveled so to stir the note's delight

'Tis magic of another kind

Like waves of time transcending from a whirling cabaret

Responding to the heart in ways that mysteries portray

'Tis magic of a different mind

"Raffishly"

 Raffishly

It seems that once I start the poem train

It makes of life its own, begins to reign

Releasing thoughts of you without restraint

Precluding slightest effort or complaint

Becoming nigh impossible to shake

It pours out from my blood and bones, awake

Reaching transcendental, hit the brake

As if all life and love were now at stake

I try so hard to give it lightest touch

But, always, it comes out a bit too much

Chagrin and rolling eyes becoming vogue

Spiced with feelings of the raffish rogue

But, there beneath the tentative and fright

Remains essential thoughts of pure delight

"Ocean III"

 

I walk along the border of the ocean and the land

A split infinity that always offers something grande

Along another border of infinity and spine

The fire alights along with something fine

Whether it is lit with only revels of the mind

Or, consummated in this life, I find

Unswerving faith in this infinity

And you