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Olden Love

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another seasons of four
have we shar’d

be the fog
thicker

the sidewalks
more uneven

our thoughts
often lost in thought

yet whenever I feel
the lifelines
of thy fragile hand
with mine
‘tis yesterday’s light
I behold
in that fairest of faces

Crane of Paradise

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Seductress
of eyes athirst

of lovers faithful
to Truth

of ideas embracing
wherefore of Life

one breath

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winds of gray
unsure footings
restless waters

with ease or burden
matters not

so long as one voice
harmonizes our sails

so be our time fulfill’d

signing spat

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my stupid comment
silent but tasteless
tick’d her off

her palms and finger’s
kung fu flyers
flailing from her body
hitting me
hurting me
without touching me

later
my penitence
my standing
on a breath of bend’d knee
flutter’d before her eyes

till we both surrender’d
embrac’d
and cultivat’d smiles
on deaf hands

Themis

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some might see
should want to see
a Yesterday
as She did today

a pebble lighting
upon a sleeping pond

a ripple wading
to the shores
of reason
of marvelment
of sav’d optimism

songs of fair skies
of fresh faces of love
for her own Tomorrow

Love’s Legacy

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have always been our spirits
as fancies my heart?

were then We there
at first season’s weaning
when yawn’d and stretch’d a microstar?

night with day to grace
and serenade glacial clouds
whose joy wept over thalassic plains
and bless’d loftiest peaks with child
from Eden
to her tributaries
to now?

so shall We be
though Time be drown’d
in Her foreverness

tides

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Her every respiration
paints a unique flow
ne’er to be echo’d

yet a delightful lure
in reverie
even while She rests

’tis the Love
betwixt Land and Sea

thoughts in hand

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Us
within a carousel
of swimmers and joggers
of low surf castle builders
of gulls and lost kelp
of sky and sand and ocean
and of all their speeches—
even then
sometimes
it’s just Us

Three Sisters

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a tribe of Goblins
born from lovers Rain and Wind
consum’d by Silence

shades

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be there mystery
behind curtains of dark glass?
I see all of You

always Today

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should Tomorrow waylay thee
with whispers from my Heart
‘tis but an Echo
adrift upon our mystic orb
from Night’s other side
ne’er to be lost

love’s token

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I stop for an instant
to look here—
a thought of you emerges—
the happiness in your face—
your eyes and lips joining hands
and embracing the special moments
that were ours…
and will always be

together

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anticipation

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one portrait of love

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Tag Archives: love

Olden Love

another seasons of four
have we shar’d

be the fog
thicker

the sidewalks
more uneven

our thoughts
often lost in thought

yet whenever I feel
the lifelines
of thy fragile hand
with mine
‘tis yesterday’s light
I behold
in that fairest of faces

Crane of Paradise

Seductress
of eyes athirst

of lovers faithful
to Truth

of ideas embracing
wherefore of Life

one breath

winds of gray
unsure footings
restless waters

with ease or burden
matters not

so long as one voice
harmonizes our sails

so be our time fulfill’d

signing spat

Themis

some might see
should want to see
a Yesterday
as She did today

a pebble lighting
upon a sleeping pond

a ripple wading
to the shores
of reason
of marvelment
of sav’d optimism

songs of fair skies
of fresh faces of love
for her own Tomorrow

Love’s Legacy

tides

Her every respiration
paints a unique flow
ne’er to be echo’d

yet a delightful lure
in reverie
even while She rests

’tis the Love
betwixt Land and Sea

thoughts in hand

Us
within a carousel
of swimmers and joggers
of low surf castle builders
of gulls and lost kelp
of sky and sand and ocean
and of all their speeches—
even then
sometimes
it’s just Us

Three Sisters

a tribe of Goblins
born from lovers Rain and Wind
consum’d by Silence

shades

be there mystery
behind curtains of dark glass?
I see all of You

always Today

should Tomorrow waylay thee
with whispers from my Heart
‘tis but an Echo
adrift upon our mystic orb
from Night’s other side
ne’er to be lost

love’s token

I stop for an instant
to look here—
a thought of you emerges—
the happiness in your face—
your eyes and lips joining hands
and embracing the special moments
that were ours…
and will always be

anticipation

one portrait of love

another seasons of four have we shar’d be the fog thicker the sidewalks more uneven our thoughts often lost in thought yet whenever I feel the lifelines of thy fragile hand with mine ‘tis yesterday’s light I behold in that fairest of faces

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winds of gray unsure footings restless waters with ease or burden matters not so long as one voice harmonizes our sails so be our time fulfill’d

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some might see should want to see a Yesterday as She did today a pebble lighting upon a sleeping pond a ripple wading to the shores of reason of marvelment of sav’d optimism songs of fair skies of fresh faces of love for her own Tomorrow

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Her every respiration paints a unique flow ne’er to be echo’d yet a delightful lure in reverie even while She rests ’tis the Love betwixt Land and Sea

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Us within a carousel of swimmers and joggers of low surf castle builders of gulls and lost kelp of sky and sand and ocean and of all their speeches— even then sometimes it’s just Us

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a tribe of Goblins born from lovers Rain and Wind consum’d by Silence

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be there mystery behind curtains of dark glass? I see all of You

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should Tomorrow waylay thee with whispers from my Heart ‘tis but an Echo adrift upon our mystic orb from Night’s other side ne’er to be lost

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I stop for an instant to look here— a thought of you emerges— the happiness in your face— your eyes and lips joining hands and embracing the special moments that were ours… and will always be

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another seasons of four
have we shar’d

be the fog
thicker

the sidewalks
more uneven

our thoughts
often lost in thought

yet whenever I feel
the lifelines
of thy fragile hand
with mine
‘tis yesterday’s light
I behold
in that fairest of faces

Seductress
of eyes athirst

of lovers faithful
to Truth

of ideas embracing
wherefore of Life

winds of gray
unsure footings
restless waters

with ease or burden
matters not

so long as one voice
harmonizes our sails

so be our time fulfill’d

some might see
should want to see
a Yesterday
as She did today

a pebble lighting
upon a sleeping pond

a ripple wading
to the shores
of reason
of marvelment
of sav’d optimism

songs of fair skies
of fresh faces of love
for her own Tomorrow

Her every respiration
paints a unique flow
ne’er to be echo’d

yet a delightful lure
in reverie
even while She rests

’tis the Love
betwixt Land and Sea

Us
within a carousel
of swimmers and joggers
of low surf castle builders
of gulls and lost kelp
of sky and sand and ocean
and of all their speeches—
even then
sometimes
it’s just Us

a tribe of Goblins
born from lovers Rain and Wind
consum’d by Silence

be there mystery
behind curtains of dark glass?
I see all of You

should Tomorrow waylay thee
with whispers from my Heart
‘tis but an Echo
adrift upon our mystic orb
from Night’s other side
ne’er to be lost

I stop for an instant
to look here—
a thought of you emerges—
the happiness in your face—
your eyes and lips joining hands
and embracing the special moments
that were ours…
and will always be