Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, June 28, 2026

Don't wake me up

 As long as we can dream

all the memories live on, 

it is kind of magical 

when the night writes 

a new song.


It seems so surreal 

bizarre to say the least, 

when I wake from the dream

where you are here with me.


It must have been a doorway

that opens on command, 

and there no time or distance

can work its awful plan.


I feel your presence, 

in a dimension of its own,

where souls come together 

and our love continues to grow.





Turmoil Orchestrated by Earth's Hand.

 The rivers arising, 

the rain still falling down,

the world in so much trouble

nature's action is a foul. 


Frightening the moments

of all those goodbyes,

the heart is broken and 

the pieces thrown around.


Weep for all the people

as an end for many nears,

like a sponge we gather

the energy of sorrow and fear.


History once more repeated 

as the ugliness appears, 

can't stop the actions 

that the devil orchestrates here.



Monday, June 15, 2026

life

 It is not fate that directs the path,

choice leads and time laughs.

Wondering what could have been

reveals mistakes and karma wins. 


Tears of many continue to fall

can't change the past at all, 

Lessons of life hard earned

a wound open unpurged 

Tuesday, June 02, 2026

My Fingers to the Keyboard...

 I could stay sleeping 

if sleeping makes you mine, 

I felt your presence 

in the dream of all time. \



Smiling and laughing 

as each day felt a new, 

in the dream of love 

there are only me and you. 


I didn't want to wake up

afraid it would all disappear

but somehow you are with me 

in the memories we shared. 


How could this happen,

and how did you find your way?

You entered my sleep time 

in the most magical way. 


Tucked away safely 

you are here in my heart, 

surfacing each night 

uniting us from afar. 


So patiently I wait 

till the stars are in the sky, 

and laying my head upon the pillow

where I'll find you and I. 

~


My fingers to the keyboard 

and the words began to flow, 

a smile upon my face as 

I couldn't let go. 


Just like spring sunshine, 

like the blue bird that just appeared, 

I heard a robin singing and 

I felt your love right here. 


Daisies in the garden 

and the rooster crows 

all a simple reminder 

what we already know. 


Each day a gift 

built on memories 

as I gaze out at the blue sky 

while my heart simply sings. 


My fingers to the keyboard 

and the words began to flow, 

a smile upon my face as 

I couldn't let go.

~