HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!

Failsafe

I cannot forget the past

filled

with love and heartache

happiness and excitement.

Life moved on

and before I become undone

I have to escape

from the past – at last

Look at me today

and

save me from what I dream about.

Look at me today

and

judge me.. have I recovered?

Save me forever

burying the past to live forward

everlast.

To Jane 12.30.2013

The Port

Here,

in my bed

in warm December, 

I

draw a blanket

of friends around me.

Let them touch what is to be found in me,

discovering me today.

I want to remember,

and I love

because you are alive in my mind,

friendships in the Port

of life,

and when I must leave,

you will not be left behind.

M

I see you in the distance

as

I stare at something beautiful

playing

in nature's backyard.

from "Maine Reflections" 1972

Sister Lost

A daydream,

faster than mornings first light beam.

I

lost my sister at birth's hand,

a

long awaited, lonely

monastic love.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

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I've waited too long

with only a dime

I came across a phone booth

I opened the door

and started to pray

for I happened to think

I had no one to call.

From “In The Mist of A Dream”, published in 1970

Return

Twenty years

of dust transcended by

winds traversing through poignant canyons

as tidbits have been telegraphed to a wayward star.

Forgotten is your flowing hair

like the distant sunset to the West.

Faint laughter, arguments

cloaked in naive

love.

Years asleep, I revisited our familiar meeting place.

Bright light was slowly overcome by

darkness,

I heard again,

the echoes from the belltower.

written sometime in 1977

Wakings

Shooting stars burning across the sky

writing a trail of love letters

against the black, but twinkling night.

Night animals sing praises

to your lovely words.

An owl hoots applause

to the depth of your thoughts.

The moon caresses the suns' reflections.

You renew the words

and say hello again

while

the night air breathes a warm

passionate embrace

with the feelings you have conveyed.

Wakings,

renew our strong bond

as the beauty of nature surrounds us.

Another star writes wonderful words of love,

as we blow kisses to the warm wind.

Smell the freshness of life.

Early darkness wakings

during a spring day sleep.

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Everywhere

I look,

I see you.

Pictures

painted on the

walls of my mind

From “In The Mist of A Dream”, published in 1970

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A drop of rain

rolling over my fingers

refreshing, yet so beautiful.

a bead so unabated

as I think of you

walking through the pathways of my heart.

a clarion of sound

from a towering building

overlooking a gigantic cataclysm

of emotion

enthroned by your walked pathways.

From “In the Mist of A Dream” published in 1970

Seaside Review

You strolled with me on the beach

hearing the waves crashing on shore  

and

contemplated what could be.

We saw the seagulls diving for lunch

as we discussed life over brunch.

And after all, it was only us

and

contemplated what could be.

We strolled along a captain’s walk

having an in-depth talk

about what could be.

Just you and me

and

what could be.

Can you See?

12.06.2013

Fall

See the leaves fall from the darkening trees

a sign change is coming.

Grey skies

wispy clouds

and a soft message from the deep inside

coming from the invisible postman.

Listen carefully

and catch the leaves as they fall.

Help the fledgling bird through a tough day;

it’s mother abandon

and a home lost to the wind.

Look carefully

and catch the leaves as they blow

Into the frightening night.

12.06.2013

Edge

Do you feel mortal?

Don’t let your mind betray you…

Touch inspirations higher,

a clear sky thought

that brings you reality.

Time will catch up with you

with your fears,

tears,

hopes,

dreams, and nightmares.

Close your eyes and see the eclipse

of life.

Clear the sky, move the clouds,

breathe the air around you

and fight…

the fears, tears,

and

grow as time guides you

Intrinsically to the edge of life’s universe.

12.05.2013

Sunrise Dusk

A rising sun over clouded thoughts,

warming the thoughts for the day. 

A final journey, alone and bewildered

bathed in a great rainbow bouncing off sand and rock.

My fears now have subsided

and

you are home with me once again.

Your own journey has been hand held;

dusk settles over the land you walked

 shadows faded

and

your tears dried from the heat of day and turn to moisture

of the night.

A rising sun over a bright blue sky again.

Echoes and light spears engulf the land you trek

And full your mind with wonderful thoughts.

You are me,

and I am with you forever, not alone

and we walk together in our final journey

holding hands, smiling at the sunbeams.

 12.04.2013

I Saw My Beacon

I’m a prisoner in my own hourglass.

Feeling each grain of sand pass by endlessly

turning upside down

and downside up.

Time drained energy

helplessly the villain;

A cartoon defying time…

Elements…..

time challenging each grain of sand.

A passionate whisper,

a dance at dusk;

A kiss before the world and

you unlocked the key to my heart.

Did you hear me?

I love you.

2.15.2012 - to Nancy 

Angels Visit

I was visited by an angel,

and kissed me on my forehead

and

her kiss stopped a freefall into a deep sleep.

She held my hand

and brought me back to life.

She saw great inspiration in my life

and wiped away all of my tears,

fears,

and my sleep.

An angel kissed me on my forehead

and the sun shone bright

and opened a pathway to my life.

Thanks dear angel

may you visit again later in life. 

11.29.2013

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I see you in the distance

as

I stare at something beautiful

playing

in nature's backyard.

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Words,

written on ancient parchment;

lay frozen

in my inner thoughts.

I let your letter

float

among the icebergs

in a water

wasteland.

Every word you say today

becomes

an echo of tomorrow.

7/23/72

Retro

Can you hear my

delicate thoughts

swirling like a hurricane of high school

feelings – butterflies everywhere.

Each day I don’t talk to you

seems like eternal emptiness.

Emotions stretched like a rubber band;

my heart fluttering as fast

as hummingbird wings,

but as fragile as crystal.

My life is caught in a jet stream of emotions

yet it is good to share.

You have taken over my heart

and

my gift from each day is knowing you are there.

I cried in my pillow to bury my feelings

because you have captivated every part of

me.

Vignettes,

staged on a whisper and choreographed

over time that

progressed to the grand stage.

Orchestral visions.

As you danced across the brightest of full-moons

I’ve tried to concentrate

but

only could smell your faint perfume.

I tried to concentrate

but

only could feel your soft skin

close to mine.

How long have you hidden your love?

And how long have you deprived your

life of passion.

Whatever life span we have

I want to share my love with you and do not want it to slip away.

Child’s Thought

Thunder,

lightning bolts from Thor,

blinding, scorching power.

Calm,

little feet and welled up eyes,

a mixed and broken sentence;

touching power.

Serenity,

a light rain shower.

laughing rainbows,

budding flowers.

Thunder,

sunshine, a sideways sneaker,

a powerful call....

Daddy, I love you.

Emote'

Yelling into a valley,

no echo.

Droplets into a clear blue pool,

rippleless.

Caught on film,

no image.

Late night thoughts –

what do you really feel?

Tell me.

silent.

written sometime in 2005 

Shadow of You

I saw your ghostly image pass in the night.

What you are today is a real fright.

In your nighttime hours think hard about life

but don’t pass by me with your blight.

You were so strong and handsome to see

now you are just a shadow of what

you could be.

Remember that love gives strength,

that’s from us to you.

Never give up hope

because you will

always be a Shadow of you

drifting in the night.

2.20.2013

After Ride

Confident castaway,

where have you sailed.

From island to island,

from reef and sandy trail.

Sun shining brightly before you on your rickety

ship.

Waves, rogue and small

slow your chartered confident trip.

Sundown, peaceful, bright orange,

clouds, horizons vast, daylight doused.

Sleep oh mariner, tomorrow brings

doubts;

Dreams, roll on every wave

at anchor,  at sail

you see fishermen graves.

Morning mist haunts your heavy lidded

eyes.

Confident castaway

looks hastily into the heavenly blue sky.

Your sail cuts swiftly though the steady

breeze.

Castaway, confident castaway,

your safe harbor looms closer

to timid tender trees.

11.21.01

Reflection

I saw your reflection in my 

eyes,

a glare, possessed by

nocturnal visions

from nonchalant memoirs,

just

smoke escaping

from a fireplace of thought.

Seasons

You've grown from small seedlings

through Spring to Spring.

Strong, healthy, vibrant and

beautiful.

A smile so charming, it can melt arctic glaciers.

Your

thoughts and imagination fleet

like leaves following the grass lines.

Your life warms my heart,

your love has captivated my every breath,

You

are part of me, as I am of you.

Butterflies stumble from branch to branch

and life, as a hard oak

gain, strength, and focus.