Thank you!!!!!

Tomorrow Morning

Tonight
can we chill
take this moment
as slow as necessary
so that we are no longer
misunderstood
let's talk
about the past
to heal
so that we don't have to continue
to relive our hurt

Tonight
can we rediscover
intimacy
through a conversation
meant to heal old wounds
let me tell you
all the ways I want to say
I'm sorry
and that I didn't mean to hurt you so

Tonight
feel free
to express
your heart's deepest pain
let me take that hurt
and bandage it with as much love
as my soul can give you

I know
we've journeyed so far
at yet we still have
so far to go
to reach our destiny
but if you will
tonight
let me hold your hand
so that we can see
the sunrise
tomorrow morning
together

The River

The river
often times
rushes
through the course
of life
carrying a rage
that only heartache
could know

And then
there are those times
when
the river
is still
as if it were pondering
what it was
that it was
chasing

The river
sustains life
quenches thirst
and
leads the way of the lost
yet
most times
it's taken for granted

The river
the woman
the mother
the wife
the backbone
of the beautiful life
called love

Yes you should publish your work!!!!! You are an amazing poet who reaches both males and females!

When We

Under
the starlit
night sky
a gentle breeze
chills
our nakedness

Slowly
we interrupt
midnight's silence
with the sounds
of love whispers

As the
spotlight
of the full moon's
kiss
guides us
towards
that moment
when we . . .

Ugly

Before
when there was a reason
to believe
within each beat
there was
hope
life
love
and beauty

But the words
the hurt
left it motionless
broken
took from it
life and left scars
pain
torment
and now I am
ugly

I try
not to remember
I try
not to forget
I am
lost
unable to escape
who we were
unable
to find me
and so I wonder
are you
you
because I am
no longer me
I am ugly

Wow Ladywind you continue to amaze me!

Roses


The clock's hands
toil
minute after minute
until the hours pass gently away
soon
tomorrow's promise
will stretch
far and wide
celebrating time's patience
with an elegance
that awakens hope

Lingering
ever so warmly
like a whisper on the horizon
the slow rising brilliance
paints shadows
across the land
and within each ocean wave
until beauty
has burdened the night
with the majestic colors
of life

The air
still chilled from previous hour
begins its sojourn
to the warmth
of a new day
as life mingles
with the scent of roses
leaving yesterday
breathless

Soul Exploration

Would you
please
spend
just this one night
with me

We could
awaken
to the sunrise
glistening
within each drop
of the morning dew
as the new day
painted a picture of possibilities
for us to explore

Imagine
feeling the sensual warmth
of the sun
teasing
our souls
with a never ending
rest of the day
to indulge in nothing but
the purest form of enticement
love

We could
forget
that there was a yesterday
or
that tomorrow
was waiting patiently
to be discovered
there would only be
the now
for our hearts to ever know
and all
they needed to remember

Quite Deep . . . nice write

Time and Circumstances

Under the weight
of time
and circumstances
life has
for far too long
continued to be
what it has been
for the two of us
things we can't change
things we don't know how to change
and things
we wish each other would change

There are so many reasons
for our complications
from being too young
for marriage
to having children
before we were ready
not enough job prospects
to earn a decent living
arguing
fighting
and missing the each other we used to be

For me
when I am alone
I hate to admit it
but I wonder
if possibly
everyone was right
maybe we rushed this
maybe our family was ruined
because of our love was merely infatuation
the doubts of whether
this is love
whether we were meant to be together
linger within my heart

Then there is the fear
I want to be the husband
your happiness thought I would be
the father our children
need me to be
I feel lost
on a path that once had direction
because nothing seems to go as planned
we struggle
day in
and day out
this isn't how it was supposed to be
yet it is
which makes me wonder
I am not enough

Memories

They are there
like a doorstop
small
and insignificant
yet
strong enough
to keep the door ajar

Doesn't matter
if the heart wants to close it
or if there's a draft
as cold as the winter's blues
they will keep the door ajar

Kind of like
crying
before time heals
what love has broken
there's always hope
but only if
the door
is left slightly ajar

Kinda dangerous Vonda kinda dangerous . . . but I **** this

Quite deep. I like it

I Fell

I watched you
walk away
and the world
became a bit colder
and my thoughts were like the wind
twisting and twirling
never to cease

The overcast
not only darkened the sky
but my mood
as everything changed
in a blink of an eye
like autumn interrupting
summer's brilliance
I fell
slowly

Bottle of Quiet


Though the day
has been long
it's still
incomplete
life screaming
too much noise
so I reach for a bottle of quiet
and wait

Time
takes its time
to reach the point of silence
as thoughts race
from my mind
to my hands
as I pour another drink

Words
perspectives
and opinions scream that I'm somehow
addicted
I'm not
I just need the world to stop calling my name
to give me some measure
of peace
if I had this
I would stop
but the world keeps turning
and turning
and turning
never to stop
so I deal with the noise of everyday
with my choice of solace

Night Rain's Perspective


An eerie haze
of the night's rain
and the brooding light of the street lamp
paint an indelible picture
of perspectives

Outside of the gentle patter
against the window
there was nothing but silence
as a single candle struggled without rhythm
to illuminate
the emotions of a colorless room

For some
now is the painful reminder of being aware
that loneliness
never leaves you alone
and for others
it is the moment where two souls
can cast a shadow of entwined passion
against the darkness

The Sonata

Often times
once the summer sun
relaxes
and allows the evening sky to visit
I'll sit out back
under the colorful hues stretching across forever
and listen
as the trees standing just beyond our yard
accompany the wind
to sing this eerily sweet song
of gentle fluttering leaves
and birds chirping
and
slowly
as each star finds its place in the sky
crickets join the symphony
creating a sonata
of shimmering light and nature's melody

Beautiful. And somber.

Rambling

Rambling
on and on and on
about nothing in particular
it's just that I love
talking to you

Rambling
on and on and on
about the weather
the weekend
and anything else that comes to mind
just to hear your voice

Rambling
on and on and on
about dreams
sunrises
and sunsets
and about nothing
that makes any particular sense
because any moment with you
is like a thousand words of love

Rambling
on and on and on
about nothing in particular
it's just that I love
talking to you
even if we never spoke a single word