Monday, February 15, 2010

Still She Is A Lady

Distant sun off shimmered diamonds
this reflection God in all,
the simplest thing though only seen
by hearts she does enthrall.
She spins with new elation
in relation to her splendor,
the beauty of creation
in the motion that he lent her.
In and all around to shine
yet call to her no action,
everything and wanting more
though filled to satisfaction.
Breathe it in to twirl contend
the soul is out and dancing,
and off the shimmered diamond sun
are distant hearts romancing.


Painted skin to etch begin
confide our stories deep,
while through the gloried heart impart
as kissing needles creep.
The rushing tide told disbelief
that pain repays and stays relief
to run the race embraced motif
from hurt to joy to art to grief.
The map by which the story's told
unfold our treasure true
Every laugh or tear or fear
these wounding marks imbue.
Worn with pride not bought to hide
or bind to some transgression
inner etchings looking out
the ink to put the flesh in.

Final Seconds Serenade

Tranquility come wanted
new-found rush of what has been
what came and now is soon to pass
at last you can't pretend.
Cycle comes so certain
comes to curtain fail to flow
yet through it all the constants call
in varied chance you know.
Desire the fire o' funeral pyre
of words that go unseen,
left to dance in circumstance
to dive to die to dream.
Free flowing now as words come quick
through lead to flow to paper stick
True the form to phase to fix
as thoughts are gone unknown predict.
Bounce and move to sinning soothe
too soon on folded heart,
as hurt did crease though God released
the pawn to play the part.
We sow yet he who gives increase
gift life to souls who break in piece
and stagger towards that final peace
to take the stage, the end, relief.
On heaven's shoulders burdens heaved
Souls to shine, rewards to reap
rugged worn but burning bright
a single star remains, the light
A glimpsing glance romanced at least
til journey's end and famine's feast.

Thoughts Amiss Do Reckless Run

In heated conversation
thoughts amiss do reckless run,
unleashed upon a moment
sweaty spent until we're done.
Pushing depths in quickened breaths
to force my sins inside,
soft as never words that sever
nurtured tight to soon divide.
Trade my beating heart to chance
to dance perchance remind,
touch into the deepest depth
this loving force of mine.
Burning hot the fire uncaught
not wind nor water tame,
just my name upon your lips
does heat me just the same.
Searing kiss these ears can't miss
through heart does reckless run,
in heated conversation
sweaty spent until we're done.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Traveling Spirits Warm Me

Fade into the morning
let the silence draw me in
each breath it is significant
on that we can depend
Still each measured moment
quick they come to slowly go
thoughts of you upon me
touch to taste to feel to flow
Warmth is all around me
is it us or just the sun
a beach a hundred miles away
this journey's never done
Walk the shore of wanting more
relax to waves we pleasure
fade into the morning
nothing more than breaths to measure.