Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Tidbits

People are interlocking pieces of a puzzle, 
providing us with a glimpse of the bigger picture. 

~


In the Dark of Night

When spring comes a calling
and the blue bird stops to sing,
the world will look much brighter
like a chapter from my dreams.

When the angels stop to listen
and lend their ears my way,
I'll tell them all my secrets
and my wishes I'll convey.

When the day is almost over
and I close my eyes to sleep,
I will envision your arms and
that is is where I'll always be.

~
I really want to take a vacation by the shore this year. I have always like the Carolina's and the last time I remember being there it was early morning and the beach was empty and I walked barefoot in the sand and watched as the tide rolled back out to the ocean. The sky blue, the gulls squawking as they hovered over the sand looking for little sea creatures that were washed up on shore.
I had never felt so far and so close to anyone as I had at that moment. Like being part of the landscape and yet so vulnerable. We are vulnerable, we just don't always think about it.


Beyond the Darkness of the Night

If I just one chance to dance
upon the mighty heavens high,
I'd quickly reach on out to you
and pull you gently to my side.

Stars to shine above us as the
earth watches from down below,
while lovers embrace and hearts
melts like the sun upon the snow.

If I just one chance to dance
upon the mighty heavens high,
I'd quickly reach on out to you
and pull you gently to my side.

Moonlight to glisten over the river
with an invitation to you and I,
to find our most special place in
beyond the darkness of the night.

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If you could see my heart,
from deep down inside,
you would view a reflection
of the love left behind.

Like a fingerprint where no
two are ever quite the same,
your love is very different
and that I wouldn't trade.

If you could see my heart,
from deep down inside,
you would view a reflection
of the love left behind.

~
Run and hide,
catch the dreams,
let the days
and memories
find their place
in your heart.

Waiting here,
just for you,
gazing out
at the blue,
wishing you
here with me.

~







For All Time

"Some say I'm a dreamer"  Spring is is not far off. February being a couple days short , I can't help but think I am half way through the month. Looking out my bedroom as the huge icicles slowly drip from the warming temperatures. Ah that winter sun and a hint of what is yet to come.
I am not so anxious to move around yet the house being relatively cold makes me just want to stay under the blankets a little bit longer. Yet I know I have to get up and about, make my way through the day. 
On my desk are many mementos, reminders of years gone by. It swept through my mind that I should gather them up and toss them out. But as I begin to dust them off, each reveals not only a moment in time, but the realization that none of us know what to tomorrow brings. The crystal ball is one that I can't part with, not for the usual reasons one might think. It is a reminder that we cannot dictate the voice of the heart. Exploring the emotions in what the heart speaks of as truth brings about a solemn sense of being. 
Looking at a list of movies in every genre, I thought why do we put ourselves through the stroking of emotions? From a range of fear, heartache, romance, drama etc, humor , all see to take us away from reality for a moment in time. But like the end of a movie, one ends and another begins.
What is the importance of life? I think to journey in the way it was intended from our birth and leave behind answers to questions not yet asked. 

To feel the love, 
hold it in your heart,
to remember to dream 
as you gaze up at the stars. 

Listen my sweet, 
no need to take notes,
each and every day
in the wind blows. 

You'll know when you
hear it and you know 
when you see the magic
of love that's taken over 
me.
~

There is a star in the sky 
a bird in flight, a dream 
to dream and a love that
is yours and mine. 

There is a river flooding, 
a stream bed dry and 
a story to tell that meets
you square in the eye. 

There is a star in the sky, 
a bird in flight, a dream 
to dream and a love that 
is yours and mine. 

~

I'll never say goodbye, 
no end will there be, 
for love like yours and
mine will last eternity. 

When the sun no longer
shines and there is no 
moon up in the sky our 
love will go on, it's ours
for all time. 
~






Friday, February 08, 2013

Nice hands...beautiful heart!

The only thing better than falling asleep in your arms,
 would be to wake up in your arms. 


~
Life has many challenges, where, why and who, 
but of all the who is most important , 
who we choose to allow to journey 
along with us. 

~
Hold my hand,
you've held my heart,
since that first smile. 
~
It is a guarantee that positive energy,
infuses a strength...thank you. 
~
I think you should never be afraid 
to say what is in your heart...that is
 why I promise each day to say
 " I love you"

Blowing In the Wind...

What matters and doesn't matter 
changes one's perspective when 
threatened by our own
 vulnerability. 

~
One thing never changes
and that is how much I love you. 

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The world is filled with all kinds 
of insanity, if given a choice,
I would still prefer to be 
crazy in love. 

Thursday, February 07, 2013

Poetry

It was winter that had spoken,
I heard the whisper as it fade,
revealing the wound of heartache,
the scars that forever remain.

Embarked on a journey,
where choices were made
to surface above the darkness
to find another sunlit day.



Days like this when I am all alone,
words I write are just another poem.
Thoughts of you to ease my mind,
troubled heart smiles in disguise.

Walking around in a daydream,
to create the perfect love scene.
You and I in the ultimate embrace,
kissy kiss as we stand face to face.

Days like this when I am all alone,
words I write are just another poem.
Thoughts of you to ease my mind,
troubled heart smiles in disguise.

Feet anchored to the ground,
clouds passing with out a sound.
Life reveals in detail, the journey
as if it was written as a prequel.

Days like this when I am all alone,
words I write are just another poem.
Thoughts of you to ease my mind,
troubled heart smiles in disguise.
~


Good morning sweet love,
the words I sing to you are
simple phrases of my love
for you.

Good morning sweet love,
the kiss is to contain the
magic of the moment
forever and a day.

Good morning sweet love,
feel my embrace, warm
we share the moment
in our special place.

Good morning sweet love,
wake up with a smile,
the dreams are now over
and we bridged the miles.

Good morning sweet love,
whispers of my heart to you,
to remind you of my undying
love fore you.

Good morning sweet love,
another day goes by and
if you hold on tightly
will soar the heavens high.

Good morning sweet love,
wake up with a smile
for our love has conquered
the darkness and did it
with style.

Good morning sweet love,
I am here for you as I
know my precious you
are here too.


Wednesday, February 06, 2013

Cast to the wind

The soft fragrance of gardenias is a tease to the mind,
creating an explosion of memories once aloft in time.
The silken robe in paisley soft precious pink and a
freshness of  baby blue that makes one fall into the dream.

My mind drifts to a time so long ago, when I first met
with love and couldn't let it go. The heart braces for
the daily storm, while the river flows like it has
never done before, above and beyond yesterday.

~

Cast to the wind,
like the sea to the shore,
love to the heart
like never before.


Rainbows falling,
blue skies calling
and sweet love
when you said hello.