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I felt her
in front of me
tiptoeing

through the trees
the breeze lifts the
leaves

ever so gently
her shoes make no
sound

on the ground
indentations flatten the
grass

so I know
she is not a
figment

of my mind
she feels gentle and
kind

mindful of the
path we walk
talking

is out of
the question
silence

gently touches the air
despair i now
feel

vibrating from her
crossroads we then
reach

inpressions of a finger
pointing
left

she goes right
into the damp
mist

forty years have
passed and I
walk

the same path
this day
looking

for a hint
of her
image.

Once upon a time
In the land of word and rhyme
I stumbled on a lady
Whose verse was so sublime
Clever and articulate
Her ink shone so bright
It opened up my eyes
And turned on an inner light
There was passion in her words
There was warmth in her soul
There was knowledge in her history
There was direction in her goal
We shared many thoughts
And talked for hours on end
And decided to marry
Near a waterfall shared with friends
It was a beautiful day
There was happiness in the air
Three and a half years later
Our love has grown with care
Nurtured by tender hands
And consideration to share
We reflect on our journey
When loneliness was our despair
I take this time to highlight
How much you mean to me
Everyday I am amazed
By the beauty that I see
You warm my heart deeply
Your smile melts me through
I have been truly blessed
To share a life with you .........

Just a small wee cottage for me please
With wind chimes blowing in a gentle breeze
Rainbows of roses climbing a white picket fence
For me a mansion doesn’t make sense

With gorgeous colorful flowers around
Birds singing a glorious sound
Butterflies kissing flowers with promises of love
Oh what a wondrous place it will be above

Garden paths of precious stones shining
Dripping rubies, emeralds and diamonds
Even the raindrops made of jewels
Glistening rainbows of magical pools

Sound of crystal water running cold
Moving in ribbons of blue, silver and gold
Beautiful green lawns and flowering trees
The most wondrous sight ever seen

No not a mansion for just me
I wish for a wee little cottage please

A gentle cool breeze blew across the water deep
Drifting over the white sandy beach
Up on a slight hill looking down at the waves
Then staring out at the horizon far away

She stood like a statute her white dress in the wind swayed
At a distance a certain wistful air about her played
What thoughts went through her mind to sadden her so
Were they memories of loves lost a long time ago

A hat shaded her expression so it was not clear
Just exactly if these memories brought tears
The sky was blue and the sun shone bright
Yellow flowers at her feet a beautiful sight

All the beauty around her but she still seemed sad
As the wind whipped her dress and tugged at her hat
Why couldn’t she see and be happy with the day
With all nature’s beauty around her displayed

How many times do we ignore nature’s gifts
Standing on our own ocean cliffs
Staring far in the distance horizon sky
Wanting and wishing for the past with a sigh

First blossom and first love are beautiful
To see affection in my girlfriend's eyes
Like flowers on a bush are plentiful
Although - amidst - a few thorns did arise.
Growing in confidence - though still bashful
We think first loves - perfection realized -
From my pen - this poetry - now unfurls
As I try to explain why I love girls.

I don't write here to talk about a fling
Or our first faltering indiscretions
But of the kind of love that will take wing -
(What teachers can't explain in lessons).
Now any kind of loves a funny thing
And it is blind and heedless of directions -
More so when we are young - it's free and feckless
Not conscious of itself - so wild and reckless.

A few years on and how do I compare -
What once had been so innocent and free?
When we broke up all was a black despair;
Till I saw other girls surrounding me -
Other maidens - blonde - brunette - and so fair -
(Though it is true that "all is vanity")
I could see the most sensible directive -
Was held by those with feminine perspective.

Go forward a few more years yet again
From this bountiful cornucopia
What some call affection - no one can explain -
Compared with first love's bright utopia.
Still, I need love - like a desert needs rain -
Any girl you have you make the most of her -
For all are beautiful in their own way
And when the sun is shining - go make hay.

Every native blossom has its tree
And every human soul a counterpart -
What's wrong for you - may be just right for me
And vice a versa (until death we part)
Every woman has a kind of beauty -
Be she virtuous - or be she a tart -
From my pen -this poetry - has unfurled -
I hope this explains why I love girls.




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Your wit and brilliance
Your sense of humor unhinged
You made us all laughed, cried
And even dance

Now you're gone
This place mourning in your absence
Could it be that there's a chance
You'll be back
Even just for a glance?

I know you knew we loved you
Adored and even venerated you
As a friend, brother, and perhaps
Even as a lover

Please remember you'll always be
In our hearts
You're not far away
Your writes, your lines
Will forever grace this place

We will always be near you.

We love you Cafe.

May you forever rest in peace.

Deep within the realm of my home
Tucked away concentrating on my own
Thinking wishful thoughts of want to be
Dreaming thoughts of things want to see

Warm breezes – blue sky – golden sunshine
Flowers blooming – birds singing – clothes on the line
Tucked into a room pretending what is outside
No catastrophes – troubles or problems – not in my mind

Curtains closed – not a sound coming through
Easily dreaming of a beautiful day in bloom
Suddenly so quiet – waking from my stare
Peering to see “Is the World Still Out There”?

What can I give to the break
of dawn that it lacks of a
brighter morn
Where lack the gifts to the
blackest night that a million
stars adorn
How has my hand held the sun
and moon and kept them in
their place
By wisdoms joy has this heavenly
garment been sown in love's
sweet lace~

Adieu dear Spring, cruel time is nigh,
Your fertile surge complete,
With sorrow we must wave goodbye,
And mourn your slow retreat.

You brought us blooms and verdant trees,
Sweet birdsong everywhere,
Abundant Nature to appease,
With scented woodland air.

Now rest your head, in mortal sleep,
You've earned your slumber well,
You leave this land in verdure deep,
As bluebells chime your knell.

My favoured season I decree,
This poet has lost his muse,
Whilst other jealous seasons three
Are sneering in the pews

The Summer sun won't glare your eyes,
Nor moonlight warm your tomb,
You won't hear lonely banshee cries,
Beneath a ghostly moon.

From deathly pallor so austere,
New life you did bequeath,
Glad fauna sheds a grateful tear,
Wild flora forms a wreath.

Your leafy pyre .. sad Faeries pass,
In solemn discontent,
As dew drops fill your parting glass,
The wind moans your lament.

On Nature's cogs each season turns,
As sure as full moons wane,
When Autumn falls to Winter spurns,
You'll come to life again.

~~~~~~