Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Exactly at Midnight

...with your eyes tightly closed and your arms open, we will welcome the new year embraced as one. Happy New Year!
Distance foolishly made a play
to come between us this winter day,
my body knows of empty arms,
and the mountain of trees that act as bars.

Weep not of heartache nor despair
my heart knows that you are here,
in the winds that kiss my cheek
and in each snowflake your love is seen.

Empty of vision and silent of sound
till the rhythimic beat of love was found,
dancing joyoulsy above the clouds,
only bonded souls allowed.

...Hold on!

The moment is approaching where today is gone and another year is behind us and our life another song. Unwritten words in waiting and a sequel to be found, when our love responds with emotion, we can do no wrong.

Closing in on each moment, so richly a find, to feel your lips pressing gingerly next to mine. Soul to soul embrace and a smile on my face, as I capture the visions of love taking place.

The moment is approaching where today is gone and another year is behind us and our life another song. Unwritten words in waiting and a sequel to be found, when our love responds with emotion, we can do no wrong.

Dreams under starlight and the observation clear, love functions perfectly when our hearts align with care. Side by side our souls unite and nothing shall divide, as the bond was interlocked tight from the moment you made my heart sigh.

From a Blade of Grass a Song!

Incredible the emotions,
wonderful the day,
you walked in on my heart
and made the darkness fade.

From a blade of grass a song
of happiness and glee, to the
music of life, which brought
your love to me.

Simple my intentions a rise
to mountain high and release
the words of love unto the
blue of the sky.

Breathtaking the reminder
as seen in the morning dew,
in the flow of the river, in
the reflection of the blue.

The warmth embracing,
magical through and through,
to allow my heart to feel
your love in everything
I do.


My intended audience is the restless soul
which anxiously awaits my...

Happy New Years!

I woke to the thrashing about of broken branches hitting up against the windows. The hollow rarely fell prey to the hungry winds, as the tall stately trees which carefully lined the hills created a barricade which usually kept the arrogance of the high winds from playing havoc in the hollow. Powerful and a bit mischievous the approaching winter storm no longer danced on tree tops but dipped deep down to master the moment. Placing a familiar white dusting over the valleys and snapping the tallest and strongest of trees the wind again turned the page from comfort to remind us of our vulnerability to the storms of life.
Our habit of recording the moments and documenting the days happenings brings with it a beginning to an end. The last day of a year and the entering in of a new one proves that time indeed stands still for no one. The lessons of life gone unchallenged tease us with our own ignorance, for we cannot possess, nor control the moment. To master time one was must realize that each breathing moment is an experience filled with a variety of choices.
I glanced out the window and watched the dark sky as it was being replaced by an unseen sunlight. The sun's rays battling to pierce through the thick dark clouds of the mornings winter storm reminded me of your love which finds away each day to shine from the heart to brighten my spirit.

Allow no fear to enter in,
your warmth is all I need.

I feel it every morning
and it makes my soul sing.

...and love spoke

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Sky Blue on A Winter Day

Living in a high volume technological world adds a thread of vulnerability to our way of life. Interactively connected, world to world, that which unites quickly divides. Each hour our electrical power had been disrupted proved only of our greater dependence upon means from which we have little control. I rolled through the many emotions first of maintaining a safe quarters to coming to terms with the isolation that quickly surrounds you. The first day came with a set of withdrawal symptoms as if our worlds truly had been divided.
The following day I felt numb, not from the loss of power to the every day chores of life, what I was experiencing was more than a mere infraction upon my lifestyle, it was withdrawal from the explosion of this newly created world. The interference with our world to world bond only proved how powerful the outside connection which tightened the grip upon our lives had become. The utility companies quickly arrived and examined the situation as they proceeded to bring some order to the last few days. It was at this time I escaped into my bedroom as I began to read I fell into a sense of clam as I reviewed the magic of our love which no power, technological or otherwise could divide. Pen in hand the ink flowed across the paper. The words were a blend of emotion from the battle to retain to a cuddling warmth of succession. Not sure if it was merely memories that bridged the moment or the energy of the soul which spanned all time and place. All I was sure of was as the words appeared the reality of what is took its rightful place in my heart to whisper of love.

Fate took a mountain and sailed it out at sea,
as the whispers of memory sent your love to me.
Powerful such energy to ignite our love and as quick as flashing lights unseen barriers tighten like a glove.
The bond of love strengthened as it weaved
the golden sun lit color and the blue of the sea.
Winter approached with fury and a game of misery to play, but it didn't count on love to repave the way. Sings > Whispers of memory, whispers of love, calmed my soul and sent your dreams to hug. La la la la, la la la la you stayed with me and we caught winter by surprise and turned it into spring as we watched the sun rise. la la la la , la la la la We caught winter by surpise and turned it into spring as we watched the sunrise.

Friday, December 26, 2008

... a lost moment

Half a soul,
one side of a dream,
divided memories.

.. and than I opened my eyes.

The goblets are empty but anticipation appeared,
I prepared the dinner as If you were here.

My mind raced from the mountains to the sea,
imagined us in the snow and down by the beach.

I feared the moment would come to a stop and
I would open up my eyes and the dreams would


With you there is such acceptance,
without you the heartache pierces
my soul to cause excruciating pain.
I value the memory ... embrace the moment.

and a long day it is.

From setting the table to the lights on the tree,
my mind was consumed by your sweet memory.
...holds eyes closed long enough to sense the warmth of your embrace.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Have a Merry Christmas!

One of my favorite things to do at the holidays is listen to the music. I think it matters very little where you have been or where you are going or your beliefs, the message conveyed is one of warmth and love. All caught up with my seasonal preparations ,I sat back a little to relax as the candle light danced shadows on the wall and the music performed its magic as it created a quaint little ambiance. I sat back looked at my Christmas tree and my mind began to wonder. I had this little elf ornament since I was eight years old, It had been misplaced over the last few years and I just found it in the corner of the attic. To most it would be just a dusty old ornament, ah but I saw so much in this ornament,not only was it filled with a flood of memories, it reminded me of the strength it takes to overcome all obstacles. I can remember being that little girl just like yesterday, I think it's because she comes out of hiding every now and then.

Holds your hand,
gives you a kiss and
wishes you a Merry Christmas!

It's sweet memories which use the power of dreams,
to dance of love in the heavens above.

I am always here with you from morning to the
midnight blue, to share my love of with you.

Like lovers do

The tree lights are lit, the candles all a glow and
here I sit as memories begin to flow.

Holding on to you,like lovers do, a kiss so sweet,
would bring me to my knees.

La la la I sing for you, la la la a song of two.
La la la I sing for you, la la la a song of two.

I question not the moment, I said hello to you,
the warmth conveyed was written in the blue.

My heart quivered, my soul like a quake, and
I shook darling from the very first take.
You touched my heart and ...

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Le Fleur

Monopolizing all my dreams, captivating indeed
and as I opened up my eyes I reviewed from memory.

The flower blooms despite the seasons wintry mix,
separate we are but one floret, together a bouquet
and through the sharing of a moment time depicts
how love shall be displayed.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Embrace the moment,
sing with me of love,
as we dance upon the
clouds, choreographed
from heaven above.

I dream of your smile
and the magic of your
ways, woven like silk,
your love never fades.
Strip the darkness of its ways,
remove all earthly fear,
for today was cast in resin
to retain all the years.
What game is this my mind doth play?it beckons to the heart, to reach into the shadows and embrace visions which light up in the dark. . My soul anxious and hungry begs to feel you here, as it dances through the winds like a maiden in the air.
I need you!!!!!!!

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The seasons of change

The seasons reflect on the moment of change,
from sun lit summers, to autumns shades,
a winter dusting, till spring reclaims.
In every moment of everyday, we traveled far,
we found our way and hand in hand we erased
all gray.
The sky took on many a hue but it never
morphed from the sky of blue.
How grateful, how happy, how filled with joy,
those barriers small, sent just to toy.
I allowed sorrow to open the gates,
until your love flooded through to
erase the ache.
Each day is labeled with laughter and
joy and the warmth of love which
embraces the miles.
Today is special , there is something new,
each day is shared under skies of blue.
Rejoice! the sun still shines in the dark of the night.
I looked at my wants, my needs and desire and
than closed my eyes to create the hour.
I cannot give to you which is already yours...
The darkness enticing, the stars so ever close and I knew at that very moment, we were on the road the Lord had chose. He sent out a few roadblocks, a detour or two and than he stretched it through the years under shades of many a hue, only that I may recognize the color of love when I met up with you.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Branding Love

...as the flames stretched and the fire grew the blaze kissed the heart and seared the soul.

Snow Crystals

If closing my eyes but once brings you as close as the images of the mind, may closing my eyes a second time place you in my arms.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Pure Pleasure

Your love is the river that floods my heart
as it overflows to seep with pure pleasure
deep down into my soul.

I say not not a river wild and without aim,
it is the rays of the sun whose warmth I claim,
to warm the heart on the coldest of days.

...don't let go!

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Good Nite!

I looked at the date and again at the time, it all passed so quickly, it boggled my mind. It was yesterday's memories, tomorrow's desire, which toyed with the moment creating a fire. Titillating, tempting, hot and empowered, surrounded by mountains, divided by hours.
When the curtains are drawn and the truth appears,
no doubt whose arms are holding me here.
Winter made and early visit, snow crystals were all that could be found. Until I gazed into the heavens and your love came falling down.
my love,
my friend,
my day
and my dreams.
Spoken by the heart, written by the soul,
one moment, one lifetime in eternity's fold.
Rain to snowflakes, river to sea,
sorrow to love, reality to a dream.
I raced to my pillow to close my eyes and dream
of your embrace both spirit and mind.
There are no tears between us... only love.


I am one of those kind of people who rarely watch anything but can watch the same movie several times. This one in particular is kind of disturbing, I think that's because it doesn't' have the typical happily ever after ending, at least for one of the characters in the movie. I have imagined the rewriting of the script and how I would have liked to see it end. I am not sure why I periodically feel the need to view a movie that irritates me so. I watched it for the umpteenth time on the computer today. In a kind of tongue and cheek way the movie is a reminder that life doesn't always turn out the way we think it should nor the way we want it to. All to consumed the movie can make one laugh, cry or think and touch on the many emotions we rarely care to acknowledge. Sometimes it is just a matter of comparison to a situation in my own life, ah the clicking on of the little buttons in the mind that cause you to think.
Reviewing my own situation and wondering what part I have to play in it all. Lack of decision making, denial, refusal to stand up for myself or all of the above. I had read this book on saying no," How to say NO!" I must admit that I have found it difficult to express myself in certain situations. Several reasons surface, one that I prefer not to cause issues and two I don't want to always come across as the bad guy. I feel torn and troubled and most of all I feel like I lack the control over my own life. Sometimes there is just no easy way to deal with things. Why is it so difficult to put self first in importance. I think the words, but before they make it to my lips, I talk myself out of speaking.
I have always believed that life is some how predetermined and that we are to sent to experience to learn and educate those who will follow after us. Yet sometimes I feel not prepared for that which is thrust upon me. I pray for strength and guidance to lead me forward.
As familiar as the path I am traveling appears it also is lavished with a quality of unfamiliarity. Like somehow I am lost on a long detour, hold my hand and help me find the way.

Powerful the Moment

The sun hiding coyly behind the darkened clouds, still shines brightly like the fire of your love. I could feel it in the morning, it embraces through the day and when the night falls it's there where my body lay.

Powerful the moment as it devours all the memories and than sets them above the mountains to compliment my every dream. There I hold you tightly and whisper the many words of love and feel your embrace from the earth to the clouds above.

Here we never stumble, we know just know what to do, every dance step perfect and each song for me and you. The melody inviting and the words of desire, create the moment that speeds away the hours.

Each journey has a twist and a few uncertain turns, but it always leads to the same place deep where our love burns.Love is here to guide us, to hold us by the hand and take our souls to a place where dreams command.

Monday, December 08, 2008

Merry Christmas!

The season of celebration is upon us and though I personally believe each day to be a celebration with life. The holiday season sheds a light of hope and faith to guide us. The world surfaces with many troubles and if nothing I hope that people realize the great sacrifice that comes with setting ourselves apart. There are many whose interpretation of history and religion misguide them down darkened paths. The lessons to be learned from our beliefs are meant for us to share in our strengths and help those who find themselves in a moment of weakness. May you find the spirit of the holiday season and allow it to guide you and strengthen you, as you celebrate in the joy of life.

Sunday, December 07, 2008

... this moment is yours.

It's conclusive science has spent millions in research to declare that happiness is contagious. I could have saved them a few million. There is something magical in sharing in the warmth of love, the creation of memories, the dance upon the clouds, catching snow flakes with the tongue, ah happiness. I found that happiness sometimes has you hungering for more. I am not sure what it was in the day, maybe a combination of events which touched on the many emotions. More makes it hard to settle for less. I believe today I was caught up in the middle of desire, I just didn't want to think the moment, I wanted to feel the moment. Place your arms tenderly around me and pull me close this moment is yours... I love you, thank you for sharing your happiness.


You've got to give a little, take a little and let your poor heart break a little, that's the story of that's the glory of love... you've got to laugh a little... I Love you so much!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, December 05, 2008

...and they call it love

The silhouette cast upon the midnight sky,
brought to life an image from when our souls
first entwined.

The vision was miraculous and wonderous
indeed and it flowed like water from the
river meeting with the sea.

Sensual the moment, harp like the sound
which invited the angels of heaven to
embrace our love from high up in
the clouds.

We laughed and we giggled and we
danced till the sun came round and
in the morning horizon a glimpse of
love could still be found.

Reflected in the sunlight, spiraling
from heaven down, once where
two souls danced, a meld into
one now found.

Powerful the moment, magnificent
the love, which danced in the heavens
and now dances on the ground.

Bobby Vinton - Every Day of My Life (1972)

Every day of my life, I'll need you close to me and If I had my way, that is where you'll always be.

Thursday, December 04, 2008

When the wind...

When the wind brushed up against my soul and your love suddenly took a hold. Something happened from deep inside. My heart began to beat erratically, my soul to dance ecstatically at just the thought of you. Day by day the joy overflowed, you touched my spirit and you wouldn't let it go. When the wind brushed up against my soul and your love suddenly took a hold, that when I knew I fell for you...

I Beseech Thee

I beseech thee, to my heart command
and direct this restlness of souls and
embrace across the lands.

Heavenly bestowed is this wonderous
gift of love, it stood beside me in darkness
and again in sun lit clouds above.

Gaiety the spirit filled with peace and
calm and the mere thought of your
embrace from the only true love.

...the inner soul

The snow crystals were iridescent,
they sparkled like flames of light.

Blanketing the valley and hills in
a scenery of winter bright.

Chills shook my spirit and
sent my soul to soar.

High above the tree tops,
where dreams of love are born.

Reality is the outer exposure
of the visions of the inner soul.

and as they blanket the hills and dales
they create

Come fly with me!

Snow crystals,
rainbow missiles,
blue birds flying high.

a dance with you.

Songs sung,
rhythmic hum,
a melody of love.

Gray skies,
mountains high,
and still I see the sun shine.

Feathered plumes,
full moons,
tickle the spirit.


There is no end to the magic,
sparkling like fireflies throughout the trees.

A miracle was created,
the moment you said hello to me.

You are the blue sky of the heavens,
the love which reaches out to me.

I am the soul of the sun lit morning,
begging for you to hold me.

The wind has no meaning,
the star lits skies have no place.

The day would be empty,
without the warmth of your embrace.
Come fly with me!

Allow your heart to feel the tenderness of love,
allow your soul to soar in the clouds up above.

We''ll travel to every corner of the earth and
when our journey is over a new day we will birth.

Come fly with me and let your spirit free, to live
and love in happiness the way God meant it to be.

Sings of my love for you... I don't need a mountain

I don’t need a mountain to reach the sky of blue,
I’ve danced in the heavens all night with you.

I don’t need a ship to sail out to sea, you can
feel my love in any gentle breeze.

I don’t need the words to tell you how much I care,
the song of love sweetly fills the air.

I don’t need a rainbow to bridge the day, as
your hand in mine warmly leads the way.

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

I'll meet ya on the clouds...

I'll meet ya on the clouds and I'll tell ya all about it. How the sky became the bluest of blue and how a river long flows with all my love for you.

I'll meet ya on the clouds and I'll tell ya all about it. So much has happened, I've got so much to say, that I couldn't wait one more moment for your arms to hold me tight from night until day.

I'll meet ya on the clouds and I'll tell ya all about it. The light filled streets of Christmas, the warmth with in my heart, the joy of a shared moment with gives to life a spark.

I'll meet ya on the clouds and I'll tell ya all about it. I'll allow my heart to whisper, my soul to sing a song and with your embrace we'll dance the whole night long.

... and the sun took its place in the sky.

I lay awake in the early morn, before the sun had risen in the hollow. The darkness consuming and my mind a tease to the spirit. The moment was a mixture of reality, desire and expectation, each pulling in a different direction. Desperately grasping to pull it all together or to let it all go, not sure exactly which would enlighten the moment with a sense of peace. Breaking away from the moment, I went about with my usual morning ritual. I thought of the many people who had come into my life and what it was they actually gifted upon the day. Why is it that sorrow still was able to surface in an otherwise normal day? Ahhh, I thought to myself this is " expectation" , expectation always leads to a certain amount of disappointment. I thought about my daughter and the time we spent together. I found she shared in some of my own weaknesses. I was telling her to be strong, when I myself felt insecurities of various forms surface.
I am not sure if over the years I was so intrigued by what various readers pull out of my blog archives, as I was amazed at my own balance and insight of a past moment. Focusing on a post a year ago, I saw a depth of emotion that heightened by awareness of today with a reminders of both the past and the present. Somehow expectation was dusted aside as reality of true love surrendered and my heart again welcomed the experience.

"You cannot control, possess, destroy, fill with hate, touch on revenge or obsess on love, for love is.. all that is . The beauty that surrounds you, the sun that has yet to rise and the wind that embraces all of winter with its deep chill. It is the laughter that seeps from the soul, and the flame that burns from the deepest part of your heart. It shares in the warmth and cradles like a baby the mystery of life. Love is free to soar the heavens and walk the earth, it touches deeper then human flesh, for love in its true form is as endless as time and space. "

I reread my past thoughts and I knew no matter what situation I was caught up in, that love had surfaced and held my hand ,embraced my heart and soared with my soul. I closed my eyes in only that I may come to terms with reality and dance with my desire upon the stage of life.

When I said friends forever
it doesn’t mean till we disagree.

When I said I love you, it wasn't
for the moment in time.

When I laugh it’s not because I’m laughing
at you but celebrating the joy of life with you.

When we bonded, it’s was not because I chose to
, but because a higher power made it so.

When I dance in the clouds, it’s not a gesture
of fantasy,but a glimpse at reality.

This is Forever’s Embrace

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Good Night!

I felt a tug at my spirit, questioning all I say and do. On one side there is darkness and on the other side you. The warmth of a summer sun, a snowflake in many shades and hues, crystals and beams of light, reflect all of my love for you.


Circumstance, a path of cobblestone lay,to guide without regard of what the heart has to say. A detour created to where time makes a play, as it distances ours souls for another day.


...for the rest of my life.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Mariah Carey - All I Want For Christmas Is You

Everyday is a holiday with you...

Holidays... hm overrated, though I can understand how some in a busy world need a little reminder to be ever so grateful for friends, life and the nourishment that is infused within the spirit. Okay! so there is a little sarcasm surfacing. The truth is every morning I am thankful for the memories, for the chance to create new ones and for the all over total experience, of giving and receiving the gifts that life in it self bestow upon us.
This past year has taken me down a variety of paths, each person I met, each turn and bump in the road in itself came with an eye awakening experience. I looked into the eyes of death, I felt the embrace in the arms of love and I felt a tremendous amount of growth which instilled in me hunger to know more , to be more , to give more. The journey entwined and surfaced with a broader view of life and the challenges of those who accompany us on the rocky road we call life.
Some would call them fond memories, those experiences over the years that surface throughout our life, but I see them as more than fond memories. The journey is the growth of the soul as it absorbs like a sponge all that we encompass.
Though the calendar might mandate we celebrate the holiday and allow family to join together in a one day celebration, I believe each day should be celebrated and thanks should be given in a daily reminder of how truly forunate our souls were to be given a chance to experience the walk on earth.
Today is the celebration of snowflakes, tomorrow the celebration of the winter sun, the star lit sky, the winter path, etc.

Rejoice! say I for we were born to walk a path where souls are torn. Close your eyes and you will see the bond of love for eternity.

The Winter Rose

The ice crystals had fallen and dressed the hills in white
and captured in the scene is a rose bud frozen tight.

Inquistive by nature, mysterious the sight, which
caused one little rose to stand its ground and fight.

It battled the heat of summer, stood firm through
days of fall and just one little rose bud standing
strong and tall, bloomed once more as winter
in all its fury made a call.

Saturday, November 22, 2008


This kiss is not of the moment it consist of my everlasting love, and as I place it on your lips and infuse into your heart, our souls will bond one to one and never shall they part. Flames of passion the magic of love, sweetly coated with desire to my one and only love.

Friday, November 21, 2008

The snow has cast a light upon the dreariness of the day,
leaving my spirit breathless as my soul had given way.

Nothing could compare to the gift within my heart, It
moved like dominoes leaning one by one from the start.

There is a wave of emotion which floods like a river
in a stream,outside the perimeters and inside a dream.

A garden and than a kaleidoscope of colors through the
trees and now replaced with a blanket of white to keep
warm the memories.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

The first heavy snowfall of the season lay a blanket of pristene white crsytals, which seem to intill a warmth of memory. I closed my eyes and as vivid at the stormy winter wonderland, the images of a crackling fire, soft music and a inner feeling of peace and calm transpired. So surreal the sounds and beauty as I felt the union of our spirits span beyond the distance to a dimension where dreams and reality join one with the moment. My hunger and desire, worked its magic with true passion to bring through the power of dreams your sweet embrace. The silence was broken by the sounds of the beating of your heart, as my own heart raced to record the music of love. I dare not move in fear that I may break the spell which holds captive our love.

It's the silly things you do to me...

Call me crazy, call me a fool, dancing silly, oh!
you've got that hold on me, dancing like the wind
with the sea.

I feel ten and sometimes sixteen, laughing and
giggling maybe will graduate to twenty three,
dancing like the first day in spring.

Call me crazy, call me a fool, dancing silly, oh!
you've got that hold on me, dancing like the wind
with the sea.

Thursday, November 20, 2008


Sings>I don’t need a reason and I don’t need a rhyme, to tell you how much I love you, it’s all been soul defined. I don’t need a certain blue bird, to send to you all my love, I convinced the clouds to embrace from heaven above.

There is something special as I hold on to you, you chase away all darkness to only let sunshine through. I felt it in the eve, when the stars were shining bright, I felt it in my heart where you were holdin on so tight.

I don’t need a reason and I don’t need a rhyme, to tell you how much I love you, it’s all been soul defined. I don’t need a certain blue bird to send you all my love, I convinced the clouds to embrace from heaven above.

Hold tight the carousel is on full speed,
round and round we go.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Out of the Archives.. announcing my love for you!

Front page news to communicate to you,
the warmth that I feel when I share with
you.This public proclamation is a little
celebration,announcing my love for you.


from the first time you...

On my run into town yesterday I stopped at a few of my favorite shops. One is a small two room consignment shop just off main street. It is the perfect little store where you can find a variety of treasures. Sitting on the shelf amongst an array of crystal oddities was this tarnished and aged copper box. No more than five inches across and decorated and embellished with what appeared to be turquoise. Without much thought I purchased it and placed in on my desk with my collection of emotional treasures from the last several years.Today I took a closer look at it and examined the markings. I was a bit inquisitive to what the name and numbers represented, who might have made it and what its intended use was. Holding on to the unlocked box, I opened it, it reeked of secrets still untold, it had a history wrapped in mystery. I became ever so taken with it, and was amazed it had stood through time and made its rounds and still survived. It could have held anything from tobacco to gems, but as I opened it I knew it held so much more. The more drawn to it I was, the more I wanted to research the history of it. The numbers and name were clearly imprinted into the copper, yet I still had trouble making out the name. I again opened it and closed it, here lies the secrets of yesterday.To someone who has not seen love, the box would appear empty, but I felt a stir of emotion from all the treasures it still held within it small compartment.

Little secrets, gems and gold,
a box now empty, a treasure holds.

Dreams and memories, one hour, one
day and now I added my gift to stay.

I placed inside just one of the smiles,
which traveled the distance of many a miles.

Little secrets, gems and gold,
a box now empty a treasure holds.

I placed the box back on the shelf just above my desk and sat back and glanced up at it as it sat next to my snow globe and other little reminders of my journey. It was rather a bizarre feeling, a bit of loneliness from missing you, to a feel of being caught and lost in time. What treasure is that of broken glass?you sweep it up and you throw it away, but there was something special about this moment which had made its way. Like memories created and retained to stay, in my heart and soul, forever and a day.

... as I celebrate my love for you.

I hummed a song of love and my heart danced with joy,
in a world of happiness which no one can destroy.

I felt the magic, it came by surprise and some say it's
the great deception or trickery of the mind.

The mountains of Laurel no longer stand to divide,
they accompany my spirit as it reaches to the sky.

The blue bird has taken flight and turned back just once
to find, what love was leaving graciously behind.

I hummed a song of love and my heart danced with joy,
in a world of happiness which no one can destroy.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

...and the snow falls.

I had mixed emotions when I glanced out my bedroom window at the newly fallen snow. Somehow it came with reminders of my yesterdays and the start of a new day. Like a ping pong ball bouncing back and forth, I tried to make sense of all my emotions as they reacted to the memories flooding heavily in my mind. I felt as if I had now boarded the time capsule and was reviewing the changing of seasons.
Sorrow still battles with happiness on the stage of life and only time surfaces. I realized my life was not my own and for many years as I walked blindly down paths that felt uncomfortable and had a quality of eeriness to them. There were voids within my life that had not been filled and emptiness still resided.
The chain of events interlocked experience with faith and love and there from the deepest part of my being surfaced gratitude. When angels come to visit ,it sheds new light on all that we have and will explore. Somehow it all became part of a large tapestry that has yet to be finished. My first words this morning were It snowed!! to a response of so what it is cold and wet!. Yes, It may be cold and wet but each flake that falls gently to the ground came with it a treasure of memory. I shivered at the thought of our accomplishments and than I looked at the crossroads and the many paths that still lay ahead. The decisions that needed a response included many who travel along side me. The all so crucial timing surfaced, guide me I say, which path shall I take? I see darkness and sorrow, happiness and joy and still I see the struggles with which my spirit has toyed.

Friday, November 14, 2008

...so blue

I saw it for the first time, it made the sky so blue, it taught the mountains to embrace with all the love of you. I felt it from a distance and I felt it so very close and as the wind began to roar, I felt the beauty soft and gentle like the petals of a rose. I heard the whisper, not of words did it speak, but to my heart the sounds of love tapped to my soul a beat.
Each set of words a combination,
from heart to heart and soul to soul,
releasing all the darkness ,
so only love has a hold.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

In a World of Love


The fuel of negative energy can be quite strong. While absorbing the issues of others this morning, I felt my heart race in away that blurred all thought. Viscous words struck in anger creates an unsettling environment. Reaching out and holding on to you, the sound of your voice comforting, replaced all the tension and gave me a appostive outlook for the day.

Darling listen, listen close, the rain falling is not what I chose. Whispers soft and whispers free, sent from heaven to you and me.

Darling feel, feel my love, tender embrace on clouds above. Gentle, warm and wonderful, morning and night my forever hold.

My feet barely moving, they can't take to the sky, but the release of my heart connects your soul to mine. The visions of love give to life its high, rays of golden sunlight which shine so very bright. Love in many colors, paints a different hue, from earth to the heavens shades of purple to blue.

Whispers... I love you, when the day is new , I feel your warmth as gets my spirit through, day to the starlight wonders, from earth the the blue yonder. I love you, I love you, I love you and I repeat the words from my heart to you...baby, oh my darling baby, Oh my sweetness, I love you!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

I Speak of Love...

The song a bit silly, the song out of tune
with words of love from me unto you.

I found myself dancing , I was partnered
on air, cloud dancing heart and soul
with you my dear.

The song a bit silly, the song out of tune,
with words of love from me unto you

Brittle the raindrops from water to ice,
melts from the heat of our hearts
entwined at night.

The song a bit silly, the song out of tune,
with words of love me unto you.

I possess no kingdom, no treasure chest at sea,
but what I cherish most my love is the gift of
joy you bring.

No crown of gems is needed, no gowns of silk and gold,
as nothing reflects more beautifully than your love
infused into my soul.

Whispers Good Night

A winter day, a child at play and a song to be sung,
from the depth of my heart where you placed your love.

The morning doves have gone to sleep and the stars
take to the sky and the dreams so real tease the mind.

The wind blows, the trees dance and still there’s a calm
as I am drawn into the comfort of your loving arms.

I closed my eyes, opened my mind to find, your
love beside me through the whole night.

Monday, November 10, 2008

... and love surfaced.

Right and Wrong

Acquired, instinctive or social restraint, who decides what, is right and wrong? With less restraint upon the mind, there is more development of thought or an interaction with our own subconscious. Conflict arises when moral judgment, that which is taught at an early age interacts with a wider social level of right and wrong. Added to the diversity of our own moral code we have the combinational key of interpretation. Interpretation unequal to judgment proves only that there are many views through one window. As I look at the bigger scheme of things which exist within the world, I see choices and decisions are based on who they will benefit most at the risk of hurting others. Laws and rules were enacted to enforce right and wrong and to create harmony within our own human structure. On a personal note, I see that in many cases right and wrong are likened to that of the dark gray sky, no clarity to the view.
Many years ago before the enforced regulation of safety floatation devices aboard small water vessels, we had met up with a water patrolman. In his routine patrol of the waterways, he pulled our boat aside; he said” no safety vest?” We responded with the fact that we had a few cushion floats in the boat. He went about to tell us of all the possibilities which could cause a boat to upset and than he asked one question, “with four of you on board and the boat tips over, whom do you save? Instinctively the answer was the closest one to you. But the question always remained with me, as I realize that everything we do in life is for the greater well being. Every decision we make, no matter the rules and laws society have placed upon us, are based on our own personal thought process, we are given a choice.
The more I thought about what is right and wrong, the more complicated two words became. Why is it that we can’t find easy answers, to simple questions? Ahhh empathy, our ability to feel the pain of someone else leads us to make decisions based on the greater need. The question will always remain the same, but the answers will morph upon our own moral and social values. I questioned again why is it that the answers at times seem so marbled? My religious upbringing surfaced and I responded emotionally to the Ten Commandments, a guide of moral teaching which was instilled in me at an early age. I again thought of the boating incident and it took on a wider view, I spoke out loud “three are on a boat and it becomes unsteady in the waves, one falls overboard and is drowning, do we risk three to save one, or do we allow one to drown?” Are we bias in our decision making, based on human behavior? Since cognitive bias is a pattern of deviation in judgement based that occurs in particular situations based on individual verifiable facts, the outcome of judgement will be altered as will the outcome of any particular situation.The reality that many are practicing is torn between cognitive biases and our own human behavior. Whether stepping outside the box or maybe stepping inside the box, hopefully we will gain a wider perspective of our alternate choices in life and each individual outcome. It so reminds of the holiday movie, "It's a wonderful Life", just to imagine the changing of events and how that to will change history.
Bandwagon effect — the tendency to do (or believe) things because many other people do (or believe) the same. Related to groupthink and herd behaviour.
Base rate fallacy — ignoring available statistical data in favor of particulars.
Bias blind spot — the tendency not to compensate for one's own cognitive biases.
Choice-supportive bias — the tendency to remember one's choices as better than they actually were.
Confirmation bias — the tendency to search for or interpret information in a way that confirms one's preconceptions.
Congruence bias — the tendency to test hypotheses exclusively through direct testing, in contrast to tests of possible alternative hypotheses.
Conservatism bias — the tendency to ignore the consequence of new evidence. (Related to base rate fallacy.)[1]
Contrast effect — the enhancement or diminishing of a weight or other measurement when compared with recently observed contrasting object.
Déformation professionnelle — the tendency to look at things according to the conventions of one's own profession, forgetting any broader point of view.
Denial[verification needed] — the tendency to disbelieve or discount an unpleasant fact.
Distinction bias — the tendency to view two options as more dissimilar when evaluating them simultaneously than when evaluating them separately.[2]
Endowment effect — "the fact that people often demand much more to give up an object than they would be willing to pay to acquire it".[3]
Expectation bias — the tendency for experimenters to believe, certify, and publish data that agrees with their expectations for the outcome of an experiment, and to disbelieve, discard, or downgrade the corresponding weightings for data that appears to conflict with those expectations.[4]
Extreme aversion — the tendency to avoid extremes, being more likely to choose an option if it is the intermediate choice.
Focusing effect — prediction bias occurring when people place too much importance on one aspect of an event; causes error in accurately predicting the utility of a future outcome.
Framing — by using a too narrow approach or description of the situation or issue. Also framing effect — drawing different conclusions based on how data are presented.
Hostility[verification needed]
Hyperbolic discounting — the tendency for people to have a stronger preference for more immediate payoffs relative to later payoffs, where the tendency increases the closer to the present both payoffs are.
Illusion of control — the tendency for human beings to believe they can control or at least influence outcomes that they clearly cannot.
Impact bias — the tendency for people to overestimate the length or the intensity of the impact of future feeling states.
Information bias — the tendency to seek information even when it cannot affect action.
Irrational escalation — the tendency to make irrational decisions based upon rational decisions in the past or to justify actions already taken.
Loss aversion — "the disutility of giving up an object is greater than the utility associated with acquiring it".[5] (see also sunk cost effects and Endowment effect).
Mere exposure effect — the tendency for people to express undue liking for things merely because they are familiar with them.
Moral credential effect — the tendency of a track record of non-prejudice to increase subsequent prejudice.
Need for closure — the need to reach a verdict in important matters; to have an answer and to escape the feeling of doubt and uncertainty. The personal context (time or social pressure) might increase this bias.[6]
Neglect of probability — the tendency to completely disregard probability when making a decision under uncertainty.
Not Invented Here — the tendency to ignore that a product or solution already exists, because its source is seen as an "enemy" or as "inferior".
Omission bias — the tendency to judge harmful actions as worse, or less moral, than equally harmful omissions (inactions).
Outcome bias — the tendency to judge a decision by its eventual outcome instead of based on the quality of the decision at the time it was made.
Planning fallacy — the tendency to underestimate task-completion times.
Post-purchase rationalization — the tendency to persuade oneself through rational argument that a purchase was a good value.
Pseudocertainty effect — the tendency to make risk-averse choices if the expected outcome is positive, but make risk-seeking choices to avoid negative outcomes.
Reactance — the urge to do the opposite of what someone wants you to do out of a need to resist a perceived attempt to constrain your freedom of choice.
Selective perception — the tendency for expectations to affect perception.
Status quo bias — the tendency for people to like things to stay relatively the same (see also loss aversion, endowment effect, and system justification).[7]
Von Restorff effect — the tendency for an item that "stands out like a sore thumb" to be more likely to be remembered than other items.
Wishful thinking — the formation of beliefs and the making of decisions according to what is pleasing to imagine instead of by appeal to evidence or rationality.
Zero-risk bias — preference for reducing a small risk to zero over a greater reduction in a larger risk.

Embrace my soul, my heart in need,
to feel your love so tenderly.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

You Make Me Feel Brand New - Simply Red

The Windmill Spins A Dream

...less yea be judged.

Shades of many colors, darkness in varied hue, silhouette against the horizon and cast images of you. Restless was the moment, battling my soul, until I gave into the moment and allowed your spirit to take a hold. Whispers of the heart, embrace soul to soul in a magical moment which leaves no trace of cold. Pleasing is the calm, when at first your love infused and left within my very heart sun lit shades of yellow to erase the blues of old.
The greater sin is in living a lie...for betrayal takes on many forms.
Dust the cobwebs, remove the old,
a wandering heart, a restless soul.
The blinded heart and the stumbling soul
on a misguided journey without any rules.
It appears to be my footprints,
yet I don't recognize the fool,
for I have traveled many a years,
captured both heart and soul.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

...not of conquest.

I felt the wind unseasonably warm brush against my face and suddenly I quivered at the thought of your embrace. " Is the whisper directed from you to me... my love or am I standing here in the middle of a dream, on the clouds above?

Surrounded by the mountains, the luster of autumn begins to fade and the stream trickling down the run, awaits its fill from another day of rain. The woodlands overcome by thicket, so heavy it barricades, like the love within my heart, heavier by the day.

The ducks remain to forage, the frogs have gone to sleep, as another season passes it documents both reality and dreams. Suddenly a flutter from a hawk who was taking flight, caught my attention and awakened me to the view of the blue sky.

The day quickly passing from sun lit gold to twilight blue and in the shadows of the eve, I saw visions of love,which made me think of you. This was not a conquest sent to rule the heart, but the desire of passion which danced amongst the stars.

Mysterious the moment, beautiful as can be, reaching out to heart and soul, beyond the land of make believe. Eyes do not betray me, no trickery to my heart, as the clouds in the darkness were forming, a silhouette stretched from star to star.


Weave the threads of silk and suspend from sea to sea,

to close the gap of distance and give direction to my dreams.


I replaced all sorrow with your memory and

still I filled the emptiness with my nightly dreams.


"What is I seek?" I seek only to allow reality to rule the day

and fantasy to compliment when the dreams of night fade.


It is merely the ache in my heart which feels to understand the path sent to complicate with time left in command.


I question my emotions, only that I made understand the

why of a moment and the life a dream, as all forces succumb the memory.

Much Like Spring

I was running in circles, running all around, trying to catch one leaf as it was falling to the ground. I laughed and I giggled, daydreamed like a child, as I reached on up to the white puffy clouds.

The weather a joy, it felt much like spring, tempting my spirit to again dream. I dreamt of your love, of your tender embrace and it left a sign aglow on my entire face.

I couldn’t hide the sparkle; it escaped through the eyes to reflect on the mountains like the sunshine. Wonderful was the moment, beautiful as can be when I felt your love reach out to me.

Smiles and holds close the moment...

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Go Vote!

As my daughter and I were driving down the road, my daughter commented on my choice in music. She said " it's a song with out words" and I quickly responded to her the music indeed speaks to the soul. Not uncommon for my mind to race, I thought of an article I had read, not that the subject really mattered so much, it was every one's response, that caught my attention. None of the comments spoke to the question. My spirit was laden heavily with all that I had on my plate to deal with and the dwelling of it just darkened the moment even more. I turned the music back up louder, it is the gateway to memory, stirring emotion and thought of all that which touched my heart. Tears of emotion surfaced and yet a calm surrounded me. The voice of music it touches on our yesterdays,our today's and highlights our tomorrows, ahh this is desire on the wings of faith. I questioned nothing at that very moment, I knew the strength from within was concreted at the very thought of your love. Some how distance is bridged and love finds away into our hearts to remind us how fortunate we are to be able to explore such beauty in an all so troubled world. I thought once more about the article and the question that was placed for all to respond, there is no answer, for time maybe the great healer, but the emotions of a soul never fade. The embrace of what is allows our being to absorb each experience and step upon it to another moment in time.

I had battled down a day of troubling thoughts and simply by closing my eyes and remembering all that we had shared and all that we will share, seem to cause the negativity to dissipate and allowed a positive light to appear, one which it gives direction to the day.

I have traveled the many seasons,
I have seen them all come and go.
From a child without a worry,
to the woman, whose heart your love grows.

When the storms have all subsided
and the darkness disappears, one glance
into the bright of light finds your love
was always near.

I dear not count the moments,
I beg not to stop the hands of time,
for every second with you,
is to my heart divine.~

I find myself in a dance upon the clouds,
only leads to earth a greater fall, hold my hand tightly.
To my left, to my right and here in the middle... I question not!
I felt your love, I knew it well,
and in my heart is where it dwells.
I felt your love, it stands aside
and allows the combined beauty
to touch the mind.
Like a tumble weed in the desert,
so goes my restless soul.

I'll Still Be Loving You

Monday, November 03, 2008

My spirit misses the dance in the heavens... follow me.

Sunlight through the window,
shadows on the wall and the
distance of your being,
to my heart call.

The panoramic view engaged
with the dream, to unite our
soul’s for all eternity.

I closed my eyes to feel from deep
inside,the warmth of love, which
spirits can’t deny.

Gentle an embrace, beautiful
the place, where we meet each
day in loves hidden space.

My heart raced, my soul explored
the images from memory of
yesterday born.

Tears fallen, stain the day, since
you my love are far away.

Some might call it heartache, others
the blues, but I call it love, my love
for you.

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Heart Spun Dream

No longer do the songs birds wake with the rise
of the morning sun,they’re in flight to find a warmer
place in the south where new days are spun.

Left behind a landscape of twisted trees of old
and the outline of a hillside,where once the wind
danced to shades of green and summer gold.

I watched once more the rise from far off in the east
to again watch the sunset fade to my spirit a disbelief.

A season stands not in battle, but to accept the moment
of change, as it braces for the cold storms ahead to
which winter is not the blame.

No tears shall fall, no sorrow shall we weave for in the
tapestry of life the thread of love is seen.

If the moment cast a curtain and darkness is all abound,
I shall not fear what I can’t see as your love is all around.

Gentle the moment, uplifting to the soul, memories of
pleasure to see me through the seasons of cold.

I couldn’t give my spirit, I couldn’t give my soul and my
heart was always yours my love, for you always had a

Weakened only by the distance and strengthened by
that still untold, as faith has kept us together on
the threads of life which to my heart are spooled.

Set love free

It takes a lifetime to move a mountain
another to drain a sea and just one
moment to set love free.

The further I travel, the more I see,
it is one long chapter staring you and me.

The clouds moving quickly, the sun no longer bright
and in the darkness, your love gave light.

Trees now barren, no leaves left to fall and
I'm surrounded by a mountain and it
can't block your call.

Words of love whisper out to me, just hold my
heart and follow your dream.

...as the song plays, I Bless the day I found you

I woke up in the middle of the night and the vision of your being filled the darkness of the room and the words flowed from my soul of the joy you bring.

The warmth of your heart,
the touch of your soul,
and the spirit of love
in a life long hold.

The comfort of dreams,
In a dance of memories,
The moment brought you
Next to me.

As I looked at a collection of poetry and art work from the preceding chapters of my life, I realized how each moment built upon the next to create such warmth of memory which I will forever cherish. I thought about life and the touch of love and how important it is to savor all that magic, as it is the energy which will see us through a day. In my journey the travels found me overcoming road blocks, detouring and sometimes at a stand still as I struggled to find the correct path in which my soul need travel. The days had been documented and like a script written from the soul, each moment was filed securely away in the heart to be retrieved at any given time. The magic is in how the love can surface beyond all the darkness to enhance the dreams. I am not sure exactly what placed this netting of calm around me, it seem to be a combination of sweet memory, accomplish and the beauty of the moment.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

I love you

Sings>Every song I sing has the words" I love you." Every dance, is always meant just for two. Up on the stars each night or right there in your heart, shining bright, I left the words I love you.

Every song I sing has the words " I Love you" Every dance, is always meant just for two. Down where the stream flows or up on the clouds where the dreams go, I left the words I love you.

I left the words I love you... from my heart to you. I left the words I love you... from my heart to you.

Embrace it we will...

Responsible, Involving responsibility; involving a degree of accountability on the part of the person concerned; I looked back at life and the choices I had made and to whom my responsibilities had lay. No where in the whole frame work of things did I consider myself. The closer you look, the bigger the picture. I found that no matter how I viewed life, it was not singular, one or alone, my decisions were based on many factors of what was best for everyone. I don't remember ever looking at what was best for self. Somehow this muddles the senses, is it truth to the spirit of thinking if we put ourselves last on the list? Selfishness is the devotion to caring for oneself , making priority of ones owns welfare regardless of everyone else. There is a certain amount of pleasure which comes from helping those around us, but it isn't necessarily bad to pleasure self? Where is the balance, who draws the guide lines? I thought again but decisions that are made based on helping those around us and yet holding down one's own spirit. So heavy are the weights which are tied down by the cords of guilt? Guilt holds the moral ties to emotion, leading the heart to weigh all concerned. hmmm I have been at the crossroads and each path directed down various roads. I felt myself circle around and around, traveling the same path and leading back to the same place. Misguided or led a stray, who decides? Ultimately the decision is up to each individual as long as they are capable of not falling into preset traps. It has been quoted" real happiness doth not consist in riches, it doth not consist in pleasures. " It is the governing of our passions where we display our virtues thus leading us down the path of contentment. "In taking all thought and placing the sequence of events in order, I found it was the lacking of truth to place self last in the filing of emotion. In the feeding of the hunger with love, strength had surfaced, thus is the consumption of all desire.No, no, no I say and as I stood tall , I felt my soul crumble beneath me. Who lead me down this path and what it is I was to gain? Again like clouds dissipating and a clearing in the sky, I saw the gained knowledge, experience, many forms of wisdom and the needed growth, which is necessary to again stand at the crossroads and come to terms with the question, "which direction shall I take and where shall it lead me? Confidence now stood in the forefront, a missing component which was necessary but lacking in my youth. Courage also made way and yet I still had a problem with distinguishing between the right and wrong of my decisions. I briefly looked away and than back again and I saw a clearing an opening in the path, one which seemed almost impossible now truly had direction. It is the heart which teeters on expectation, the soul is free at all times to respond to the beauty in all of life, "unlock thy spirit and set it free. " Where had this unusual strength come from? I again reviewed all of life,the strength which had been there since the very beginning of the journey, it was divided amongst those who found them self somehow along side me. Timing has much to do with contentment and happiness; lead with the spirit and allow truth to direct your heart and your mind. In retrospect it was not in loving self less, but in the sharing of self with those around us that both opened and closed doors. One person's steps forward does not mean another person steps back. Each journey has a time table of events waiting to happen, we have to be prepared to embrace it when it does.

One fallen leaf

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Heart Found Passion

Passion is a powerful emotion which finds it start in the heart and impels with love and desire to leave a mark upon the world. Such experiences are so diverse and yet so similar, as it takes the freedom of spirit to look beyond the walls built of weakness of many kinds, including those of insecurity and doubt. What ignites such enthusiasm for life? Each answer is as unique as each individual. The blend of internal and external happenings is like striking flint and creating a spark, which flames and grows wildly with each captured moment.

Love Me With All Your Heart - Jerry Vale (Audio)


Engelbert Humperdinck - Love Me With All Your Heart KARAOKE

Love me with all your heart,
That's all I want love,
Love me with all your heart,
Or not at all...
Just promise me this,
That you'll give me, all your kisses,
Every Winter, every
Summer, every Fall...
When we are far apart,
Or when you're near me,
Love me with all your heart,
As I love you,
Don't give me your love,
[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/bcc ]
For a moment, or an hour,
Love me always, as you loved me,
From the start..
With every beat of your heart...
Just promise me this,
That you'll give me, all your kisses,
Every Winter, every
Summer, every Fall...
When we are far apart, or
when your near me,
Love me with all your heart,
As I love you,
Don't give me your love,
For a moment, or an hour,
Love me always, as you loved me,
From the start....
With every beat of your heart !

Monday, October 27, 2008

If not love...

In my dreams the gentleness of your embrace
comforts not only body but my soul.
In reality the embrace of my soul causes
my body to quiver from the touch.

and the page is turned.

One Story with many chapters, one day with many moments in time, the leaves have fallen and the season is like wine.

A Moment In Time

No looking back, no standing still,
dancing in the wind like a windmill.

Circling the blue, spinning all
around and I'm not stopping till
your arms are found.

No looking back, no standing still,
dancing in the wind like a windmill.

Time it documents a moment, captures the spirit in motion and magically embraces the dream. The visual of the hourglass is used as a reminder of time elapsed and time yet not spent and the somewhere in between which is the restlessness of the present. The structure of time is a metaphor of thought, for the present will concrete the memory of yesterday and leave a foundation for tomorrow, which builds walls and moves mountains. My mine traced the many moments of my yesteryear's and tried to file them accordingly. Somehow I didn't see nor feel each experience separate from one another and unlike the wind touching down and blowing forward, each experience seem to compile to form a collage of life. Each visual so compelling that I could not help but see how one moment enhanced the other in the most ultimate of experience. I realized why my heart had not allowed any image to soften or fade, as the script which time itself had written was indelibly secured to my soul. Like the surreal steps to heaven, I embarked upon the journey of life with the embrace of love. Climbing one step upon the other and in doing so, I knew that I had experienced what was already written in the heavens. Destiny lay a path, but it is each individual choice which creates a sequence of events, as we follow our destined course. As the grains of sand fall I cannot and will not envision the lapse of time with any form of regret, as without each cobble in the path, the journey will not become complete.
Love is the gateway of an everlasting journey.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Meet You In the Blue

In a smile

Your arms bring comfort, your love touches with joy and your smile holds the secret of the little inner boy. When the sadness takes it reign and clouds darken to gray that is when I reach on out to you to make my own hell fade.

Your arms bring comfort, your love touches with joy and your smile holds the secret of the little inner boy. When melancholy thoughts are what my heart has to stop, all I need is to envision my love with you.

Your arms bring comfort, your love touches with joy and your smile holds the secret of the little inner boy. When dreams guide the way to the heavens each day, I thank the lord he led our souls to embrace in this most magnificent of way.

There is so much unexplainable in this world, but one thing I am sure of is that the magic of life is where hearts meet and souls embrace, meet you in the blue.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Love sustained, hunger driven

Angels of heaven hear my plea,
my heart and soul dance restlessly.

Guide his hands to gently trace,
the love of life within him placed.

Allow his lips to feel my kiss and
taste the sweetness of honey bliss.

When his eyes begin to close,
whisper softly of how I love him so.

As the darkness drapes the night,
keep him safe and give him sight.

My arms open, my spirit free,
awaits his return for all eternity.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

With you I am the blue of the sky...

Without you I am a lonely soul lost in darkness.


The Hearts Eye

One flower blooms many dreams...

Energy on Display

When love paints the sky blue,
its displays the soul in a brighter hue.

A Clear Vision

I climbed to the top, to be closer to your love. The colors more vivid, the sky more blue and another look at the heavens reflected my love back to you.

Follow me

Follow me under the rays of the morning sun, follow me under the stars where our dreams are one. Through the leaves in the hollow, down the valley of life, through good times and bad times with you by my side.

The Fire of Autumn

Autumn in its majestic display of an amazing flame of color set fire to the surrounding hills creating a scene that both stood still and yet raced with the moment. A documentation set to nature reveals itself in a succession of accomplishments and failures. The measurement of time in essence becomes a combinational lock with a limit on how many turns to the wheel.
Confusion, it is what surfaces when the heart and mind battle to separate the emotions which flow from the deepest part of my soul. Brazen like the flame of the hills is the love that rages from my very being to embrace the beauty of the two entwined souls. The hills are encapsulating, almost as if the volume of trees held tight our spirits. I stood for a brief second, took a deep breath and absorbed the vision. Here is where the gateway is unlocked, but where it leads is still in question. My mind grasped at all that I had encompassed, my yesterdays which led me to this very moment in time, my today’s which keep me strong as they lead me down the path of tomorrow.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Embrace the night, embrace my soul

I wanted to know, I wanted to see,
beyond all the mountains and
through thick of the trees.

I wanted to feel, I wanted to taste,
to experience the joy, face to face.

I wanted to hear, I wanted to sing,
the words of love you had given to

I wanted to live and never to die,
to laugh and to love without the
tears in my eyes.

I must be tired as I feel the pull at my soul, a measure of happiness and a feeling of joy, and yet the sorrow surfaces in my spirit to toy. Roads traveled through many a barracade and still I feel tethered in many away.