Ode to My Days with Dan

Half Mountain

 

Wind still
Window sill
Frost forming
Marigolds mourning

Green grass growing
She shines, showing
her honey hair
Falling free, fair

Precious poetry penned.....past
Liaisons lovely, leaving.....Last
lines linger long.....lazy 
Her heart, humbled....hazy

Sober saints.... sinners...... sacred synergy
Cares, concerns collected....cantankerous cacophony
Silenced, still..... so slowly sailing
away, awake, alive...alleviated ailing

Wind still
Window sill
Memories mingling
Souls singing

slippery slope

 

 

 

Treacherous downhill ride

You seek the slip and slide

Plummeting down the slippery slope

Shot out of the cannon of hope

Hold on, baby, here comes the edge

You may as well be jumping off a ledge

Slope.....slippery and so slick

All this frozen emotion makin' me sick

You seek the thrill of adrenaline

Just about the time I need to go still again

It's cool, we roll in ways dissimilar

We are who we are, ain't nothin criminal

I'll be here, deep in the black darkness of meditation

You'll be high in the white starkness of elevation
Soon to sing dirges to our love's death
Yet, it hangs suspended... flash frozen as winter's breath
 

Perhaps one day, we will meet in the elusive middle

We may, one day, solve our life long riddle

 

What do you get when you blend a thrill seeker

With a tree huggin' peace keeper?

A slippery slope

And..... frozen hope

You, in your perpetual downhill race

Me, in meditation......... resting in place

 

 

 

 

Spoken

Talk dirty to me
Take me down the dirt roads of love and life
Let's get dirty, baby

Talk tender to me
Take me up into your arms....elevate me
Let's be tender, darling

Talk your intentions in my ear.... whisper them
Take me deep inside myself before you enter me
Let's go deep, lover

Talk in tongues to me
Trace me.....tantalize me, tempt me, taste me
Let's taste our love, sweetheart

Speak your love to me in all ways
and I shall tell you, too
Let's be our own language,love

Unspoken

 

 

Tell me you love me.....unspoken

I need to know me...unbroken

Words get in the way when we

Make it harder than it has to be

Why the allure of temptations and turmoil?

Waiting for the worst as our tempers boil

over

 

Spilling, spilling, burning us

Scalding the hovering hope of sacred trust

We were never able to manifest

The way we now live is ludicrous

 

So, today I speak the words until now....

Unspoken

I am moving on, to find me, whole...unbroken

 To the river where I spread my arms, so tight

They've been land laden for too long..... Good night

To you, time tortured soul

May you heal your desire to attempt to control

The flow of life and the river it has become

I'll captain my canoe on this river... flowing to the sun

And you shall stay tangled in the rushes

In the quiet of my journey, my fear hushes

and I know, another will come along to save you

Because I sailed away creating this final gift I gave you.....

 

The space to let another enter

May you heal outward from your center

and find yourself in the flow of this life

Cut loose the rushes with your jagged edged knife

I shall  discover the one who shares their love fully....

Unspoken

We will just know, as I shed the cloak and

dagger espionage power play

I am off to navigate the rivers of each fine day 

 

Feathers Floating....for Dan

Met my truth in the depths of my blog
In the length of the lines and the spaces between
In my memory's sequels and prequels
In the time spent with the blazer of my
heart's trail
In the meld of the moments with my mentor

He taught me that going forward is turning round
He taught me to reach for life on higher ground
He taught me to be me in the magic of every moment
He taught me my soul and how to poem it

In this moment frozen in time
Singing.... the rhythm of frozen rhyme
I am humbled beyond mere words
For the one who flew away with the birds
And sent his feathers floating from the skies
To gently trace my face, drying the tears I've cried

Met my truth in the depths of my blog
In the length of the lines and the spaces between
In my memory's sequels and prequels
In the time spent with the blazer of my
heart's trail
In the meld of the moments with my mentor

Self Found

 

 

 

 

Sweet country air

Sweet connection when I find

myself there

and, it's funny, you know...

 how I do indeed find

my

self

there

Easily Scattered

Forget the promises you made to the rest of us
The ones that were lies spoken in poetic flow
My truth, my reality seem to be your nemesis
Your words, empty as the thought bubbles you blow
Into the wind as they are easily scattered
Like dandelion seeds invading a manicured lawn
Spreading your manure is all that matters
Batting your eyes in the mirror like an innocent fawn
The insidious roots prey upon the beauty
You might fool the masses, but you don't fool me

Make a promise of truth to yourself today
To pay attention to the life you have made
You waste your time attempting to hinder my way
I'm already gone, I don't get off on friendships betrayed