Redeeming Wind

Rising wind on heart descend
to swirl through recollection
lifted up and pulled along
a song of God's perfection
Whistling through the morning dew
secret places by the shore
circling back your will intact
to dance the dance once more
Held by just the moment
quick to come and gusting gone
lover of the evening
mistress still to breaking dawn
Exactly who you're meant to be
so free on none depend
yet swirling recollection
as upon my heart descend

Inked

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.

I Love In The Moment.

Whispers of the past remind
a lightened heart in younger time,
The ticking clock to which we bind
a moment borrowed lost to find.
Whispers of the moment kiss
upon an ear to reminisce,
the past is gone yet captured still
live full to find no more to fill.
Whispers of whats sure to come
signs of times ignored by some,
nothing more to be outdone
but deathly gaze or hallowed hum.
The beating heart heard now to find
our ticking clock is losing time,
so now and here this moment bind
til whispers of the past remind.

Whispers of the Past Remind

The ghost of me I used to be
a portrait down the hall
pictures taken aging not
to tell our rise and fall
The struggle is the glory
life evasion lends erosion
stuck in time as prints remind
a time our hearts were frozen
Frigid not but furthered thought
a snapshot of the soul
tempered instrumental
never tarnished bought or sold
Simply just a moment
life was new and passions free
when time is gone reflect upon
the ghost you used to be

Shades Of Gray

Midnight found me all alone
as twilight was out running
shades of gray to mark the day
came death all sly and cunning
Through the darkness crept
to pillow-side to spy my breathing
yet daybreak came to save the night
sent death upon it's leaving
Icy grip upon my lips
then quick to exit gone
twilight was out running
all the midnight that I've done

The Transparency of Heat

The cool of night is calling
drifting lightly cross the skin
playing through her hair
to circle back exhale again
Warmth of breath is failing
flailing throes of death on exit
fall turned quick upon us
winter's grip came unexpected
Is it snowing, love
in icy meadows of your heart
or do you know what comes and goes
those clouds too thick to part
Twilight glistens now in birth
of sparkled heaven's blanket
a moment's heat resign retreat
love's cup we all but drank it
Was it emptied chalice
on a palace of regret
or courtyards hued in love renewed
each time we don't forget
Knows not the wind the answer
still the dancer doth the falling
those scents of pleasure on the breeze
as cool of night is calling

In Her Eyes Are Pools of Color

Soft encounters pacing
quick to flush the crimson cast
moments seem forever long
upon your shores I crash
Short the tide to come and go
and yet I'm longing still
Set upon the beaches of
my love and time to kill
Long and lush the ending rush
when salty waves subside
To never touch the waters such
as such these lines implied
Still in midnight's waning
in her soul I wade and dive
the pools of color swirling
thoughts and hearts must soon collide
Oft in distant dawning
comes that water take me in
until the tide comes swift in stride
revive me once again

Death of Love's Denial

God is night, enclosed and waning
leaning hard on studied self
the book with pages missing
or the one to save to shelf
The chapters still unwritten
or the climax all have seen
to learn by self indulgence of
those words that self redeem
A gift of revelation
or rejection come of action
words confuse to scrape and bruise
or glide in satisfaction
God is midday afternoon,
enfold in his enrapture
attention spent too quick repent
for time we thought to capture
Further use for no excuse
sunlight moves across the dial
shadows cast to lengthen last
the death of love's denial
God is morning's kiss of dew
renew oh wind leave cool
submersion comes and goes to flow
an ever cleansing pool
Down we come and up in death
released, constrained no more
breathing in the spirit
waxing waning, either or

Predetermined Fashion

To live and die in a moment
a stroll from end to corner block
a city street, the ocean
or the highest mountaintop.
Surreal to think the rise and sink
no more than circumstance,
perhaps this walk much tougher here
or there you choose to dance.
Product of our spiraling fate
now spin in perfect time,
from block to block to mountaintop
we live and die design.

Salvation Deliberation

Answered call, reversing fall
to that worth overcoming,
tallied scores of opened doors
subtracting from the summing.
Store not up for moth and rust
do ever lie in wait,
time again to lonesome kin
be sure to consummate.
The very end to this begin
a world with new found ruling,
til man revealed and wrath is spilled
this wolf again is fooling.
Shepherd's sheep now bray and bleat
save us one and all,
still time for your salvation
fore the reaper comes to call.