Thursday, January 31, 2013

Lonely Valley

I thought of you from first light to my last waking second
your whispers ever so faint,
your warmth ever so distant
and no forgiveness in the wind.

I thought of you all day
walking aimlessly alone on a white sand beach.
A snowman
melting in the angry heat.

I wrote your name indelibly in the earth
so everyone would know how strong my love is for you.
Unnoticed, torn with your loss of confidence,
saw it wash away with the incoming emotional tide.

At the end of the day……lonely,
just thinking of you
about a love so exasperated…. mistake.
There had to be more,
wondering!

Love dazed by the wonderful feelings we gave each other
only to evaporate with the light of laser like words.
I told you my dream and told you I’d never stop.
Should I? 
I thought of you today
as you faded into the white walls of day.
Beauty, that could bedazzle the Gods;
eyes so graceful and alluring
penetrating - tender,

I think, maybe, gone forever,
fatal words, a wayward call, tender and fragile relationships;
transparent in life;
vivid in thought.
Every word I said to you came from my soul
directly to your heart.
I think of you every day and wish I heard your voice.
Silent.
I wish I could make up that last day.

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Small Thoughts


I thought of you today

while playing on a merry-go-round.

Talking to the breeze

while strolling through a

museum

held up by paperclips.

I thought of you today

as I played a newly written song on my piano

the music sees

the notes dance through the air,

just another antique in my mind.


Written sometime in 2002

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Abstract Thoughts

I feel your touch

along a jagged roaring coastline.

Your softness in the skyline,

caresses you in a love book.

I see your beauty in an underwater forest,

delineate your tenderness

in my dreams,

and dream

dreams

in abstract like Miro.

1970

Friday, January 25, 2013

The Cellar Door

Light went to dark when the door closed
Words raced from 50 to 100 for days
and hopes
went from 100 to 0 in seconds.

Can one be so hard, callous, and un-concerned
that one would throw away everything
for freedom from the cellar door?
Hope continues to spread beams of light
though thoughtless cracks;
Yet clouds mask the real truth.

Endless nights hearing the cellar door open and close,
endless thoughts of beaming light of hope,
and
endless days restlessly waiting.
Waiting for Hope.

1.25.13

Friday, January 18, 2013

Cambridge Side

A placid sunset over

architectural feats,

arched bridges,

people

walking briskly with social grace,

towards destinations unknown.

Jets

racing towards the clouds

......... reflections ...........

from rooftop seats

overlooking the muddy Charles.

Friday, January 11, 2013

Reflection of Man

Passionately consumed by love;
pain in distanced feelings.
Without you there is no timeless elegance.
Constant thoughts of you dancing happily
with words of love.

Silent echoes.
What is a moment worth,
hanging from a branch over a slip gap.
Swift undercurrent of words
from what charmed
now
transparently scorns.
Is there more to the feeling?

Forgiving
could be eternity.
Without you time becomes labored.
Listen to my forgiveness – love
You created true desire
wanted all truth
but could not forgive loves flaws.