Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, November 29, 2022

Spun The Dreams

 The wind blew and

 the sun went down,

the night had followed

with snow to the ground.


It wasn't the want

it was more like need 

that sowed the thoughts

and spun the dreams.


I wanted to tell you

to shout it out loud,

but time had passed

and silence was bound.


No tears had fallen

no words could be heard,

but a hello to the raven and

goodbye blue bird.

 



Thursday, November 24, 2022

Living on Memories

 I saw and felt you there 

even though it was a dream,

scrambled a bit was the story

that brought you here to me. 


Agitated and yet peaceful

to share my day with you, 

that I refuse to wake up 

I am just living on memories. 

Tuesday, November 22, 2022

...and love you I do.

 With family all passed away I find myself holding on to memories. Dad always said, " no goodbyes, I'll be seeing ya." Maybe it's the holidays, the lame holiday movies or the music that has me looking back. Sometimes the holidays bring a sadness of its own. You can't run, you can't hide so you have to face the day. 


I hopped on that passing cloud and

I found I pulled it down to the ground, 

All that left is the foolish dreams 

and your sweet memories. 


From tears to smiles

and smiles to tears, 

as I go about thinking of you

and wondering if you think

of me too?


The snow has fallen

and the hills are dressed in white.

all that I can see and feel 

is your hand in mine. 


I have aged a bit over the years

and still inside feel like I am sixteen,

that feeling you get from falling in love

never leaves this heart and soul of mine.


~

I'll aways love you 

and love you I do, 

the magic that comes

when one and one is 

no longer two.





Place

 There is a place I know is right, 

I think about it day and night. 

Under that star shining bright

is where my life gets its start.


I am lost as lost can be

when you're not here with me,

I find a smile upon my face

as I think about that first day.



Monday, November 21, 2022

"Someone to Watch Over Me" Barbra Streisand

Feelings of Love

 The snow has fallen, 

it now blankets the ground

as the birds have flown south 

and the deer hang around. 


Winter is upon us 

as the darkness has its say, 

I go about daydreaming 

of those bright summer days.


Time is moving quickly 

and older are we, 

but nothing really changes

I love you in every way. 


From day one 

when you first said hello, 

my heart began racing 

as the love continued to grow.


I could send the whispers 

to your ears alone, 

but I doubt that you would hear

as you have let me go. 


I go about the evening 

as I have the night before, 

imagining how different 

life would be from the core. 


I danced in the kitchen

with a smile upon my face, 

as I thought about you 

in my arms each day. 


Foolish might I be 

to want forevermore, 

but one thing is certain

that we never know what's

in store. 


There is no falling asleep

I keep on silly thoughts of love

and the happiness I gathered 

from those passing clouds above.


Many things can leave us

and so much really does, 

but nothing can take away 

these feelings of love. 

Saturday, November 19, 2022

 The isolation is a form of protection. 



My Forever belongs to You

 Till the sun no longer shines 

and the wind in all its glory  

fails to brush against my cheek

I will keep close your love. 


The snow blankets the hills

and the darkness rules the day, 

as I close my eyes the visual 

of two souls merging as one appears.


Today, tomorrow and beyond all the time,

like the song yet to be sung 

and the story that we fail to document 

lives on through the celestial heavens.


One star above us shining bright

reveals a kind of magic 

uniting both heart and soul 

of two beings into one. 


This is my forever and my 

forever belongs to you,

Once more I close my eyes

in desperation to see you.