She came but in an afternoon and stayed until the dawn and looked like a rose by ‘nother name with passion well restored She came but in an afternoon – the curtain drawn discreetly and shared her wonder and her thoughts a heartbeat shared completely She came but in an afternoon unknowingly to me and […]
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In a whisper
It came but in a whisper like a gentle moonlight swim It left behind epiphany a spring-tide seen within Outside a stranger world berates with anger in its veins Inside a softer world creates and cherishes the same A lived-in warmth of feelings leaves strength with those who share The summer’s sense of malcontent replaced […]
If one can sense a time beyond
If one can sense a time (beyond) one soon will move toward if one can silence thoughts (held strong) one soon will journey forward If one can know when others fall and suppress intent to think and yet (in time) be clearer still and pen the page with ink The ink will tell how others […]
Young men
The motto of the afternoon Is daylight through the wind Where others who need to absolve And build a love within Within itself – where solitude Is clearer than the day And yet – when night-time lends itself It’s more than what’s portrayed In mirror – one’s reflection sought Is hindsight in one’s soul That […]
what matters
My willow wept for many souls That could not speak or reach To heaven’s hand – a sight (unseen) Yet let it be beseeched The bird spoke of a morning Overwhelmed – (so many thought) And when it woke the sunshine burnt The few (by heart) – they caught The few (by heart) they caught […]
Unfurled
Into the world of willows weeping I wander wondering when or whereI will smell thesalt air exclaiming; so long to bewilderingscenes of why declaring; yes, we share inthe lover’s cry and under those willows we can be seen gazing and sharingand caring and being as my gaze meets yours in a willful world as our […]
Cosmofunnel V – thoughts
What is it they say? It never rains in Southern California? Well, I’m here to tell you the same’s true of the Gold Coast, on the south-east coast of Queensland. They say it’s beautiful one day, perfect the next. I think it’s just bone-dry Except that the farmers end up in drought as 80% of […]
true love
A hand reached out in time of need, Like rain in time of drought. Fingers interlaced, accede, Like a bud that blooms from planted seed. A hand reached out, come what may, Empathy one need not borrow. Transfixed, like hand in glove, to stay, Ne’er for this love, in time, away. A hand reached out, no […]
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