Reunion

Cry gently, my love, in parting,

loud tears mar the time we shared as one.


 Weep softly, to music,

errant chords plucked at only just begun.


Tread lightly, my sweetness,

fragile heart may break at one more tap.


Embalm me, my angel,

fly to me, wing’d aura be your guiding map.


 Know nothing need part us,

no distance, time, nor space created in between.


 Be ready, alert to

my sighs arising, soft slowness pitched to keen.


 Stand steady, my fortress,

strength of Everest to your scaling feet.


Awaken my dreaming,

shift silken drapes, in dawn’s rays we meet.

 

 

From The Start

I was just making dinner. And then out pops this little lot. The whole thing feels more like a song than a poem. Although what is a song if not a poem set to music? I’m not editing this at all. Just as it came. And now humming a tune that may fit. Wish I played guitar. Have to let the subconscious work on a melody.  Hope it doesn’t feel too cheesy. That might be because of what I’m cooking. 😉

 

There’s history there for the taking,

We made it but let it grow cold.

Not one of those words I was faking

Tho’ the story is one often told.

Two souls that united but parted

While around us stormy winds blew.

How could I have known when it started

How much I’d grow to love you?

 

Now the breeze is balmy and steady

But the hurt lives on in my heart.

Tell me, my love, that you’re ready

To try again, make a new start.

 

No one can hurt like a lover

When the scars, though they fade, still ache.

There never will be another

While there’s a chance we may take.

Believe in the story that grew then,

Remember the times that we shared.

Take comfort in knowing you’re still chosen

And nothing can make me feel scared.

 

Now the breeze is balmy and steady

But the hurt lives on in my heart.

Tell me, my love, that you’re ready

To try again, make a new start.

 

How many loves have been lost to

Stories begun but collapsed

In a world where true love is too few

And questions are filled with perhaps?

Now I’m just a lost, lonely lover

With a story to tell just like you,

Secrets that some may uncover,

No story when love is still true.

 

For the breeze is balmy but steady

And our hurts live on in my heart

But I’m telling you, darling, I’m ready

To live again right from the start.

Horizons

Right, I took a photo. In my head. I don’t do cameras very well. 😉 Picture it. Unending vista of ocean, sparkling in the sunlight meeting skies so blue and high. That’s it. That’s my photo. Can you see it?

 

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/10/25/weekly-photo-challenge-horizon/

 

Limited views,

Restricted vision,

Contemptible,

Distorted

Perceptions.

Unending skies

And oceans

Should always

Conjoin, releasing

Untold conceptions.