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