Dateless

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

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