Setting in the west, the sun dies away.It rose once upon a time,once when we were young.It rose and our faces turned toward it,seeking the soothing rays ofsatisfaction.Grasping, clinging together,we sought the ways of light,the ways of edificationand sweet adoration.We...
love poem
Tendering offerings of worthless lovelorn florasimply to soothe your own heartwon't get you to the end of your journeyto forgiveness. Trappings of sympathy without the teaof human kindnessare like petals of blossoms wafting away in the wind.Your loss my friend,so decide that the...
A Rose inside My Heart When I don’t see you, for a day or two I get an anxious feeling My mind and thoughts are all askew I find myself daydreaming I can’t think straight It’s hard to concentrate I...
Such divine glory to behold.Your body and soul manifesting such beauty.To see you with my eyes and my heart. To know who you are. Am I able to sculpt you,Able to tempt the gods with your exquisite charms.To use my...
Is it possible to remember a timeand place you have never seen. She is like the mist,in a past not there;in a vision, a guise of love.Is it nostalgia, true nostalgia,to yearn for that which you never had. Neither known norunknown,...
Flood of Fires
"His fire has made me new"
Giant sequoias thrive through firesThey only grow to soaring heights with a burn Rising above all like cathedral spires Nothing without the churn My life a tinder box ready to be set aflame I could not soar without a burn...
The Feast Of Saint Valentine
"Vows, once made, must not be broken."
Vast distances awash in silvered dust,Across the sandy dunes the horses trot. Late coming now but soon to tarry here, Ere nighttime falls his band of men encamp. None dare to speak to him of memories past.This feast day of Saint...
Impressive.I am trying to be impressive. I want you to be impressed.Please, understand. I need you to think highly of me.I need it so much, because you are perfection.And I want to impress the perfect lady,The perfect lover,The perfect one...
Consumption
"And I knew…"
You aren’t my type. Every time my eyes met yours, I felt like a mouse facing a giant snake. Yours were a vicious and beautiful green while mine were a meek brown. For a second, our souls touched, barely brushed,...
Windows tend to rattleWhen the frigid winds of winter arrive. Sycamores waving limbsWhile seasonal change is stirring the air. Glistening whiteness driftsAs fallen snow spreads over the rooftops. Bright sunlight gleams brieflyPeeking through the gray clouds floating above. Watching our...