Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Whispers To The Seas

.. to feel your heart beat. 


Fingers to my lips, sending you a kiss, 
the seal of love in a moment of bliss.


Sometimes life is a blur,
until the fog lifts and  
reveals true love.

This ache called love...


Life is a ride down roads 
I'd rather have not traveled. 


Falls upon deaf ears 
only to be heard by the heart. 


The interlocking of hearts
 is a unpolished form of forever. 


Shouts to the world,
whispers to the seas,
wind over mountains
carry on this dream.

Song of the heart
music of the soul
blended with love
a treasure unfolds.

Shouts to the world
whispers to the seas,
wind over mountains
carry on this dream.


Brings light to the darkness
for you are the sun that shines through my very soul.

The magic of a song, 
the music of the heart, 
where you first entered 
to jump start from afar.

The joy of the dream, 
the fondest memories,
comfort of your friendship
is everything to me.

Listen to the songs played 
in the key of sweet love,
dances in the heavens 
on the clouds above. 

Tighter and tighter
the embrace of two,
woven out of passion
a love within us grew.

Vacation is a form of mental reboot,
shutting down to allow a restart at a later date. 


My Feet Left The Floor

I took to the kitchen
like times before,
spinning in circles
my feet left the floor.

Tightly closed eyes
and a airlock embrace
as I danced with you
in this magical way.

I took to the clouds
in bright skies of blue
to share in the love
I deeply have for you.

Solely embedded in
this heart of mine,
there you will stay
for all of time.

I took to the kitchen
like times before,
spinning in circles
my feet left the floor.


Thursday, January 19, 2017

Inner Light

It isn't the loneliness that caught me by surprise, the void I feel grew strong like the waves of a morning tide. The current which flows, raging out to the sea, takes with it my love sailing on your memories. It started with familiarity, humor and a lie that what I was feeling existed only in my mind. 
Was this some creation based purely out of need? My heart responded in away that I could feel, such void that resides within was without a shield. I felt all the emotions that one in love can feel as I heard the cliche " oh my heart be still" 
The script of life was written and the writer wasn't I, as I would have changed the chapters one letter at a time. I would have started it out with love and allowed for it to grow , in hopes that you would have soon known that it was in the heavens this love was sown. 
It is indeed magical the interlocking of souls that responds to the moment that this story first unfold. It came about with simplicity, a simple hello and I reckon grew from there and at that very second we both had known.
I whispered in the darkness that distance no longer would come to play and that you would hear the words " I love you " day after day. I reached on out to feel you as if you were reaching back,knowing that this is not a dream but based purely on fact.
It wasn't like the seasons that calendars are made, this love is not in passing, in my heart is where it stays. It comes with many reminders sunshine and skies of blue, for each represents what love can really do.
The treasure is immeasurable, the gems finer than gold, as peace, happiness and friendship, never tarnish or grow old. It brightens my mornings cast a light upon the night and like flame that blazes creates an inner light. 

..to the heavens.

I took to the heavens 
to dance there with you, 
I took to the dream in
hopes it would come true. 

I closed my eyes 
and quickly realized
my heart beats faster
when you are by my side.

Somethings are meant to be
like flowers and bumble bees,
my soul entwined with yours 
as we embrace forevermore. 

The hills whispered in song
as the wind was blowing strong, 
I am certain that it is true 
your name came out of the blue.

I took to the heavens 
to dance there with you,
I took to the dream in 
hopes it would come true.


Like clouds upon the heavens part
your love is found within my heart,
together beyond the seas and 
throughout my nightly dreams. 

Embrace of souls forever entwine
twist and spiral throughout time,
the song of lovers fills the air as a
reminder of what two have shared.

The dance of memories prevail
as if they placed me in a spell 
locked door of glass reveals
that only time can truly heal.

Silence broken in the night 
music of the heart sings of life,
where you are here close to me,
in reality and not in dreams. 

The bond adheres to all we are,
like the heavens embrace of stars,
for somethings can't be explained
the love has somehow refrained.

No sin is created of such love
for it down it came from above,
blessed are we of this chance 
to share in life's greatest dance.

My head upon your shoulder,
your arms a treasure to delight
as we take to the heavens 
each and every night. 

One heaven above us 
one earth for us to share
and distance has no power
to part this love we share.

I felt it in a tear,
heard it in the rain
 saw it in the morning dove
that wasn't a bit afraid.

Two worlds merging,
so small it has become,
when mountains disappear
by the empowerment of love.


Silly to name my pillow
but I named it after you,
when I hold it tight tonight
I'll whisper " I love you"

I'll dream us together
just a normal kind of day,
falling asleep in your arms
and to feel them when I awake.

Friday, January 13, 2017


I wandered through the seasons
as if my soul were soaring free,
throughout the hills and valleys
to find myself once more in spring.

Tis spring my favorite season 
where all life begins a new and
white trillium blanket the hills 
under skies of a gentle blue. 

Beneath the towering Sycamore 
where the waters shiver cold
the wind partners with the trees
as a gesture of what's in store.

Storms awaiting tomorrow 
wicked in their own way 
stretch across the mountains 
in clouds both dark and gray. 

The flowers began swaying
their blooms a bit frayed 
as a stark reminder that
this too shall pass away. 

I held onto my pillow 
my blanket I pulled tight
engaged into the moment
the poet in me took flight. 

Though winter is upon us and
spring just a thought away,
the solitude in which I dwell 
holds on to yesterday. 

Thursday, January 12, 2017


I felt a heavy as the darkness dwelled,
it was surely winter that sent a spell,
memories , reminders, darkness of sea
set in motion an unusual dream.

Many roads joined as one
sorrow, heartache and precious love,
day to day words were shared
of how one truly cares.

Sweet love lay a claim
for the experiences to this very day,
perhaps the emotions set free
soared beyond a simple dream.

I shall tell you and you alone
as vines entwine and love grows,
tis the darkness that holds me down
and your love that lifts me from
the ground.

Not that I should compare from land and mountains an ache appears. The void deep as the darkest sea questions all that is meant to be. Fragile from a thread we dangle and yet a strength of might reveals, that only hearts and souls unite in the upward flight of heaven's light. Imprisoned by circumstance , waits once more for one more chance. Eyes may twinkle, smiles appear at thoughts of life we both must share. No words from these lips of mine but the words of heart are an everlasting brine. Yearning for that peace in time where arms are open and you are mine. I'll weep no more upon this earth as the heart and soul remain our hearth.


Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Another Winter

Here in the hollow, 
in the middle of the woods, 
I face another winter
as few really could. 

The deer are digging 
at the roots of the fern 
and the feeders are filled
with a variety of birds. 

The hills stand silent to be
awakened by the wind and
the night is approaching 
as if the day has yet to begin. 

I find myself dreaming 
to fill this void from inside
wishing you were here 
and not within my mind.

No rainbows to arch the sky
or a bridge to unite you and I,
but still I see the stars shining
bright they belong to you and
I each and every night. 

Snow once more falling 
blankets the hills in white
sending a deep chill 
which I can't fight.

It is just a few months till May,
I am being very optimistic 
as each day and night passes 
and the snow will soon fade.

My fingers on the keyboard
and my thoughts there with you
as I write the words 
my heart takes to the blue. 

Call it crazy this silly thing 
that comes from deep inside 
and feels so like magic 
or a gift of love that springs
from the mind.

Hold onto the memories
cast away all the gray
replacing it with images
as the embrace of love