Tag: Poetry

I Remember You

I remember you In autumn when you shined As a cool wind ruffled your hair With the turquoise sky reflected in your eyes Your melodic voice sang a ballad Filled with crimson colors of changing leaves While you strummed your battered guitar with ease… Continue Reading “I Remember You”

Star-Drenched Eyes

No longer can I travel through Boundless time and infinite space To gaze upon your handsome face So I have imagined and created A fiery orange planet in your image Orbiting in an impetuous sky When my aloneness becomes unbearableAnd I long for your… Continue Reading “Star-Drenched Eyes”

From a Child’s Lips

“And the truth shall come from a child’s lips who has drunk from the elixir of time past and present.” – Linda Lee Lyberg She, a pale child born suckling on wisdom’s tooth Though her form is frail, she has all knowledge Of the… Continue Reading “From a Child’s Lips”

Emerging

Emerging from cocoons changed with wings unfurled A new appreciation for this precious life As we embrace the freedom our wings Have given us to explore the world From a different perspectiveWith reflection onGratefulnessForgivenessKindness to othersLess greedy, less selfish, or hatefulSpreading the goodness of… Continue Reading “Emerging”

Stark Light of Day

In the early days we heard the staticLike an annoying fly buzzing round our headsNews of a deadly virus running rampantOn a continent halfway around the worldNonchalant we thought it’s not here, not among us butOne day we awoke and the world had grown… Continue Reading “Stark Light of Day”

Where You Rest

Oh, my love to have you As close as this beaded bracelet Wrapped around my delicate wrist So each time I dream of you I caress smooth rounded stones Of your gentle soul, and hold You safe to my breast where you rest Forevermore… Continue Reading “Where You Rest”

Always, the Words

Though others may think I’m antisocial Because I enjoy being alone Spending long days writing until my fingers ache Searching for answers to questions Others never think to ask While dead heading a fading rose in the garden And watching lizards play among the… Continue Reading “Always, the Words”