Two Would Pass Together

(dedicated to the goodness of time, a friend and his family)

When in a moment we might reflect

upon the reason,

we could together share a memory,

the fleeting laughter,

we would do this together,

wouldn’t we create a scene,

a wonderful attribute,

of the years,

oh the many years,

the travels we knew

without ever having to leave our home.

 

In a sort of magical day dream,

we crossed so many paths as one,

and now today,

they celebrate a journey

oh for the love of our children

we do,

we will always,

we did for the span of a lifetime

hope and pray,

we might somehow find His way,

some way decide upon a natural course

of our lives

we would find

sweet serenity,

a mysterious energy,

one with love,

a compassion

we might give freely …

cherish the beauty of time.

 

For it is today,

we now togeteher

cross the sky

with a specacular

sunrise,

a setting moon,

in each adventure,

I might in the arctic

winter

share love as a soul mate

might find again,

discover the truth

was always within our dreams.

 

Peace be with the onlookers

for their journey just begun.

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When Rounding Corners

Recall the velocity of our lives

while shapes and arrows aim high,

the low horizons remain like knives

keeping us grounded without deny

~

We can believe we are always free,

yet in a moment the trappings of love

ask us when we might remember we

were once listening to the cooing dove.

~

Speaks loud in wild and romantic tone

yet ascertains we might always know

that goodness and kind hearts have shown

our eyes will always with suggestion glow

~

We shine afar in the knowledge of time

let memory become a soft reality

howsoever worlds might measure thyme

in season meant to sweeten liberty

~

We have traversed so often our world

with wonder at the beauty surround

taking steps ahead that sometimes twirled

in the sheltered twines drawn around.

~

Know that in peace I reflect upon you,

given opportunity to suggest a free

notion pops me into the vacant blue

to give sweet solace in time’s decree.

~

I do recall simple soft, the beauty when there,

timid lights of mystery, your mystique I swear.

Letters from Home

When I was a child I had a good friend

who went to his cabin as time would lend

I remember a day when another neighbor

and I sat at our table to write him a letter.

We were barely 13 and I suggested we do this

as and act of kindness he’d remember later.

Back then when we took the time to write,

it only seemed proper and sort of just right,

to imagine that paper passing through many hands

to reach its destination having very little demands,

beyond the delivery in a private sort of manner,

saying hello from a couple of friends in the summer.

Nowadays I wonder how many people are better

without the time spent on writing that long letter.

Instead there’s a couple of keys to push to suggest,

we are putting our heart and soul into being our best

at greeting, at saying hello, at asking, how are you,

a click and the eyes are seeing words out of the blue.

I wonder if we realize the importance of our words,

when we simply throw them around in so absurd

a manner, that doesn’t allow a second thought,

just puts the notions out there – forever.

I long for a different time when I had to wait,

for the mail to arrive to see whether a mate,

had responded to my words whether they cared

or not, the physical action left me always prepared.

Today, there’s no need to ready ourselves for news,

seems we all have a hand in a quick text of the blues.

Happy to Know You

The other day I saw someone on the street

reminded me of when you and I were sweet

she smiled and laughed and postured well

to his eyes and manner, he felt a quiet swell.

I wondered about how these moments work

when two people can solidify a single quirk

that to the naked eye seems rather simple

yet together seems like that sweet dimple

that attracts our eyes when we fall in love

the notion of wondering if this came from above

I am happy to know you this time and before

when we both became lovers inside our own lore

seems we have to agree that time goes by

and we all live our lives without asking why

When the stars brilliant align and two lovers alight

will our hearts than our minds produce a new light.

Nature’s Clearing

three

We would then remember that summer day

When our lives wound serene along the trail

With all the world around love without fail

Would we understand how simple our way

~

Now recognize we each might contribute

New smiles that could lead quiet minds astray

Needless of concrete, cities while away

Note the autumn grain remains resolute

~

Our lives are one in the summer wind’s sail

Over hills nature’s melodic soft flute

Outside whispers the Earth; her desire’s root

Only in the sweet sounds of night’s prevail

~

See our passionate trio glance the path

Seeks elegance; smirking society’s wrath