"I guess your past is very sad." Then she wonders if her past would bring her sadness if she regained her memories.

As the man arranged the chair for here to sit down beside him.I knew this is the one with the two moons between her memory. i heard the story once in a colony of elves amid the forest trees.
They spoke of her desire to be free form her present life and how she wanted to return to the vapors of her aged past life..
I could see they were in a conversation and also that she was wavering about it all.. just seemingly passing time.
The wine soon soothed my taste for the night,still i wanted to stay for a while,I motioned to Boromir for another glass of soothing nector.This time the lady took a long draw of who i was ,then glanced outside the window,to see the night coming in.
How long has it been since i have sit a spell here and relaxed,
so long have been the days and nights of my journey,have i not emembered just how much i have become!!
Aaaaaa! alas!! another wine glass presents itself before me now,
Perhaps my new born thoughts of the moment are my desire to seek?? Why does the presence of another here draw me so??


Morgan watches the newcomer with interest. Did she catch him looking her way? Is he a human?
"Are you new to these parts?" She asks. "I am Morgan."

As the soft spoken voice crossed the room he turned to see the face as the candle light glowed around her.Her question was answered with a smile on his face.For a moment his thoughts were brushed aside and he replied in a soft voice "No not new, just have not been a long while ." His first thoughts were to tell her about his life long quest but soon he realized his emotional needs for the moment were clouding his view>No one wants to hear anothers dreams and visional journeys through destiny door.He took a look at the woman and smiled once again>.Now he had food on his mind tonight??
He motioned his hand up over to where Boromir was and soon the tall man was walking towards his table .His mind went once again back to the woman across the room,perhaps a courtesy invite may be in order here ??AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! such a way i seem to want to have always,so much the wayaring writer in me also these days..

As the man arranged the chair for here to sit down beside him.I knew this is the one with the two moons between her memory. i heard the story once in a colony of elves amid the forest trees.
They spoke of her desire to be free form her present life and how she wanted to return to the vapors of her aged past life..
I could see they were in a conversation and also that she was wavering about it all.. just seemingly passing time.
The wine soon soothed my taste for the night,still i wanted to stay for a while,I motioned to Boromir for another glass of soothing nector.This time the lady took a long draw of who i was ,then glanced outside the window,to see the night coming in.
How long has it been since i have sit a spell here and relaxed,
so long have been the days and nights of my journey,have i not emembered just how much i have become!!
Aaaaaa! alas!! another wine glass presents itself before me now,
Perhaps my new born thoughts of the moment are my desire to seek?? Why does the presence of another here draw me so??

Coming out of the darken'd night as i strolled down the streets, i saw a becon of light shining from the front windows.I boldly make my way to the door opening it as i brushed off the days journey of dust form my face.The feeling of comfort resides here ,So i was once told,by a wayfarer much like myself.Scanning the outlook of all the faces i see before me now,reading them solidly and quickly,i feel the presence of everyone here.The solid floors embrace my stride as i make my way to the table in the corner and place my hat in the chair next to mine.I feel peering eyes upon me as i release my coat strap and fold it along side my chair.
I catch the wind of the conversation aloft in the room.
slowly a man appears before me and asks" Hello there fellow countryman you have been away from some time now""??
Recognizing the voice i spoke from the candle light of the room

"Boromir good evening once again!!" I"ll have a glass of Elvin wine." His eyes met mine and he nodded and strolled to the to the other side of the roomr.I forgot how long it has been since i have seen the tall blonde haired man and how he carried himself..

I took along gaze at the furnishings that surrounded me here.Even the fireplace captured a moment in time for me as i remembered one glow of her hair once seasons ago when we both parlayed here for the long winter night.Such fond memories i still have.

Easing back in my lifes chair Boromir appeared placing the wine glass gently down on the cloth in front of me.As my fingers embraced the outline of the glass my body was soon warmed by the flow of the genuine nector flowing from the glass.Feeling the release of the day pour over me i closed my eyes for juts a moment..
Then out of no where i begin to feel the presence of someone just entering the other side of the parlor???

feeling the waves carress the inner soul of desire

I saw you today
amid the long grass.
Where the winds of time
have blown my windsongs
for many seasons now..

I opened the door to my heart
there you appear;
presenting yourself before me
as i gazed at you
for a long while...

Watching you move in front of me
My eyes were filled with the very essence
of your spirit.
Now that you have come
my heart is filled
I am whole and complete.

I reached out for you
Shedding tears as I slowly traced
the lines of your beautiful face.
Captured by this moment in time
my windsongs become one
with you..

You said;" Take me my gentle loving man
to that place where only you can."

'For I've yearned for you
'For O! so long

Southwestpoets
" Windsongs"

Seeking Harbor Again

There is a map of ones life
here on earth
Not always found on roads and by ways,
but so often found in the inner being of ones'self
There in lys the reason why we are here
for only a short while
There in lys the reason why we beleive like we do
in others
There in lys the heart of our calling

Love comes to mind
deep, devoted ,unconditional love

For when we have love
we have most all of what we need
Love endures all trials
Love crosses all mountains
rivers and streams
Love knows no bounds no end
For it is everlasting and freely given

I want to feel love around me
for the first time
I want to know what it shall be truly like
to be a part of another
I want to see the mountains also
for even in their valleys
I can find a reason for my being

In the mornings dawn i awoke
motioned my body to the door
that opens up to SWPS' valley of the longrass.
Out there in the distance i could hear that pleasant sound,
soon arriving to my front door.
Released I was once again unto heavans realms
i felt the falling grace and cleansing
of the morning rain drops on my face.
My whole body embraced this natural wonder
my heart wanted to reach up and be a part of this creation.

Dreamlike fashion I drifted with them
longing also to water and bring nourishment
to some barren soil.
To open up and say"I have finally arrived to bring you refreshment
and cleanse you with the purity of my waters."

O! How I live for moments like this
such life I find in my masters hands at work!!
O! carry me away precious raindrops
to some foreign land
Where i can start over again
planting a seed of poetic desire
O! carry me over the prairie grasses
that surround my heart and soul


Allow me to feel the freshness
of your life giving waters.
Soothe my winters soul of earthlife seasons
Let me drink from your well of natural design
and feel its life in me..

Southwestpoets'
"Morning Rain"

good write here thank you for sharing.i too write about the long grass i call it.makes for a great poem
swp

"It is my earthlifes desire to compose for others
so that they richly increase themselves
and their value on this earth is more filled.."

hello i am new here and also a poet..Are there any poets from texas here also??
swp

ok thank you i have been writing for years now have websites etc
also swp

hello i am new here also and i compose poetry and was wondering if any poets reside here??
thank you
southwestpoet