Foundation of Strength – Original Poem

image

There, across the room, cuddled warm and safe smiling
On the couch she sits
As I faced a new day, she was but a stranger

A foundation of strength
Timid and insecure
Innocent and fresh

Her beauty inside
To change the world in her eyes
A quest to unearth love for mankind

One smile at a time
One hug
One word

A stranger no more
In a serendipitous exchange, the stars aligned

A union formed
Built on hope and promise

A mutual tent of safety
A questioning of the heart

The day has ended
A new just begun

On this, the anniversary of her entrance to the wonder of life we witness a day of reflection
A time of risk
A rare sequence of actions that will change everything

image

Under the blood red moon, we lie
Looking to the darkness for answers
Waiting for our souls to script out the words that compliment feelings clouded

Clarity in insecurity is a gift waiting to be unwrapped

Sound of My Soul – Original Poem

image

Can you hear me?
My heart racing with emotional bliss
Powerful impulses sustaining the will of eternal refuge
A lifelong struggle to connect
With meaning; with definition; with faith

These words I sing to you are my opus
To all of you in search of the one
The one to wake you from your deep sleep
The one to influence your journey to greatness

Not the greatness found on monuments

Nor awarded with medals
The perfection of love from from soul to another
Heaven isn’t share my millions
It is a place of honor and sanctuary
It can be tasted by the purest pallet
Only big enough for two

image

Can you hear my soul?
It’s harmony is in sync with the beat of your heart
When it sings, shivers race down your spine
You know
You have always known

In that workshop in the sky, we were build together
We shared the same craftsmanship

Now I sing to you so that I can warm you heart and rest your head on a pillow of clouds in our heavenly home

Tomorrow – Original Poem

world1

I think about tomorrow

Often, my mind races with ideas and impulses manifested by the romanticism of the future
It is an unwritten script paved, yet untouched by journeyman
With each retiring moment, another awaits

Anxious, confident and fresh
Wet with desire
Fiery with passion

It is that instant when theory and probability turn the corner to reality
The imaginary set in our head becomes a tidal wave pouring out of the mental pool and emptying into the ocean of life

My body wet as warm waves crash into my chest and humble my existence
We are frail and petty
As one we possess a thirst for being and the strength of a thousand horses
We own the light in the soul

Small in stature, but infinite in possibility
To achieve is rewarded with legacy
Eternal reminders for generations to come

I think about tomorrow
I think; I dream

I fantasize about a world where love is the governance of all
Hands holding hands
Color is blind

world2

With one hug then another until all eyes glow, all smiles shine and the sky and ocean become one force

I think about tomorrow
A lot

I think about tomorrow
With glee

I think about tomorrow
I close my eyes and smile; for I see wonder

Mama, Where are you? – Original Poem

rbrs_0240

Mama
Mama
Mama

Why did you leave me behind?

Alone in a sea of despair
Question unanswered
Dreams unfulfilled
Tranquility turned to chaos; vision to blindness

You raised me to believe in me
But never to accept me

Mama
Mama
Mama

Stern and safe
Warm and comforting
Dead and cold

I’m not mad
Not blue; nor sad

Deep in thought; mirrored in reflection

One last hug
One last sound

That is my wish

mom2

Mama
Mama
Mama

Why did you leave?
Stay a little longer
Sing me a lullaby
Promise me another Kiss

Tree – Original Poem

CLF - Olmstead Parks

You are a friend of mine
Naked and bare you stand
Facing Winter with courage
Shedding your coat as the final leaf plunges to the ground
Once nature’s high lord, now exposed

Winter of sorrow
Winter of grey
Winter of rest

No friends
No love to protect you from the loneliness of the snow and darkness

The tree lies alone
Birth; growth; death

Dormant
Without movement
Without experience

Until spring brings new life
Once again, I will lie beneath you
A cool breeze, the warmth of literary prophets of the past and smile
A single leaf will fall on my shoulder like a warm hug

Letting Her Go – Original Poem

message2

I miss the sun so much on these darkened days
I ache for one more touch
To feel that silky skin as my fingers explore each soft curve

Letting go is all I know
In the ocean, my final goodbye

A message in a bottle drifting with the current
Alone; abandoned; sailing far into the abyss

My devotion poured out in ink to be found by a stranger drifting along the coastal sands

Words of beauty
Words of devotion
Words of sacrifice
Words of regret

With my mistakes, I try to learn

message1

Letting go is what I must do
Remove her from my dreams
Deny our future
Forget our past

My greatest sin is to let you slip away
I heard you every night though I am deaf to the sounds

In the wind, you speak
You forgive, but don’t look back

This bottle containing the remains of my heart floats
Further away from the chaos of civilization
Far from puzzles that plague us every day

With each wave, rising closer to the sun

Soon the words will find the eyes of another

Happy Buzz – Original Poem

bar2

A shot of this
A shot of that
My happy buzz
My silly place

Pour me another Miss Bartender
Make sure you top it with that secret smile

I feel like dancing
The bar is already moving to the beat

Pour me another
Cheers to you
Cheers to the stranger at the end of the bar
Cheers to me

Pour me another

That hit the spot
Warm down the throat
All my problems gone
The world is perfect

bar

Pour me another
Make it sweet
Make it pure
Make it special just for me

You are the best Miss Bartender
You love me with every pour
Thank you for bringing me happiness

Pour me another