Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, July 02, 2018

Summer

Place a blanket in the grass
sit beside me , Oh! not so fast,
share a kiss or maybe two
as I whisper " I love you."

Summer days are here at last,
no complaints it's going fast.
I locked in a memory or two
on days when I am missing
you.

Place a blanket in the grass
sit beside me , Oh! not so fast,
share a kiss or maybe two 
as I whisper " I love you."

Grateful for each and everyday 
that we get to celebrate, 
the joining of two souls that
are never ever far apart.  

Place a blanket in the grass
sit beside me , Oh! not so fast,
share a kiss or maybe two 
as I whisper " I love you."

In your arms forevermore
that is what life has in store, 
from the sunrise in the morning
till the stars rule the night. 


Place a blanket in the grass
sit beside me , Oh! not so fast,
share a kiss or maybe two 
as I whisper " I love you."

...as I whisper " I love you!"        
Flowers in the garden,
 it seems a bloom a day
 as time passes on and
 soon the day will fade.

No common forces
to bond this love of ours,
as we take to the heavens
higher heights afire.

Passion like the color
vivid in everyway,
a reminder of choice
that leads us on our way.

Battling the moment
I dreamt your lips to mine
as I have done a thousand times
so often in my mind.

Visions from the heart
emblazed in the soul,
reveal the tender touch
like a story unspooled.

I held on to the moment
I feared it would pass away
and I chose to embrace
the love that found its way.

United in the heavens
cast down by an angels kiss,
brought two beings together
and dusted them in bliss.




                                                                   


This is the time of year is when a cool mountain stream actually feels wonderful.Serene the hollow was in concert as the symphony of sounds filled the air. The spring water trickled over the rock and at times rushing to a calm as it flowed into the stream. The sounds of various song birds filled the air and as I turned I saw my Carolina Wren teaching her young to hunt for insects. Every season comes with its own kind of magic and yet summer has an enchantment all of its own. The hills and trees in various shades of vibrate green , the sky a soft blue and not a cloud in sight.  You can tell that even the birds are content, their song beautiful accompanying the bull frogs bellow to the simple sound of nature in motion.I sat for a moment and took in my surroundings. The varied flowers in bloom created a bouquet like arrangement, subtle yet bold. I spun around in the water as I let it splash up against me . Refreshed asI felt my body temperature lower.  At that moment I wasn't one gazing at the canvas of life but one within it. The old oak tree had fallen with the previous winter and crossed the creek like a bridge. I sat down upon it my feet in the water and watched as Molly ran through the stream. Click, click I captured the moment. Chapters of life that once hardened the heart seem to fade and I no longer saw the pains of years gone by. Here I am in the moment! It was a kind of a rejoicing of life. This moment that could not be duplicated was almost paradise. My mind quickly drifted to you, wanting to share in the simple pleasures of a summer day. The warm rays breaking through the trees , cool water and you ever so close, right here in my heart. I smiled and my body quivered. At that very moment nothing else mattered. There was no distance nor time to separate us as embraced  the warmth of love. Ouch that is until insects decided I looked like steak dinner and a snake slithered across the stream. Like a balloon that popped the magic of the moment disappeared as I ran down the stream splashing my way to the grass. I laughed as I wondered if the birds looked down from their perch an said " ah look a human bathing in the stream."


Flowers in bloom 
and skies of blue,
hold my hand and
stroll this life thru.

Pageantry of color
the world on a stage,
capturing the moment
where dreams are made.

No rain is falling 
the sunshine is calling 
as I begin dreams, 
sweet dreams of you.
 The hills in all their glory
dressed in shades of green
as the berries almost ripe
will taste a little sweet.

I shared in this moment
as simple as it may be,
to have you glance at life
throughout a day with me.


Whispers " I love you" Closing my eyes, 
snuggling pillow and begins to dream.








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