Gracia Plena...

Gracia Plena

She chewed up life then spit it out

'Twas gracefully normal coming from her mouth

she was the source of pleasures

gracing nature with her personal favors

Bearing life with gracious pain

finding pleasure in soft falling rain

she found certain joy in graceful denial

but found love lasting and final

Silently she flirted with politeness

tasting gracious moments and amorous tests

Then, abruptly came a point

when her voice was gracefully faint

Her powerful feelings not shouted loud

as if coming from on high clouds

and somewhere her childhood pains

with melancholy graciously remain

Having left their sting in heart

and in dreams filled with thankful parts

'Tis now with graceful solitude

embraced by tender gratitude

That hides chewed up life, tasted and swallowed

with fullness of grace in prayers hallowed

that contrary to popular notions

have steeped her life in joyful contrition

Tranche de Vie

Tranche de Vie

There is nothing wonderful in seclusion

nothing good or great in confusion

as feverish thoughts written in haste

seem to occupy my present place

Slices of life appear in sight

childhood dreams of futures bright

that glimmered in blue moonlight

quickly crushed at fantasies' height

Vanished in the thin misty air

somehow replaced by reality unfair

looming in the specter of cloudy gray

recklessly entered life to stay

Then, the chaos of passion and living in haste

stirred latent flames in a distant place

connected beautiful dreams with native shore

and sheltered the visions they bore

The song of love gave voice to hope

and common dreams with us eloped

our souls brushed by swallows' wings

hearts fluttering and all those things

As time marked the passing hours

in wakefulness, sleep and desires

together living every day

my slice of life is here to stay

Time Elusive...

Time Elusive

The richness of certain moments

frozen in time captured without comment

finds life preserved in memory

that spans our eternity

That sense of time as a notion

quickly passes with stillness of motion

that exists through the years

as we live through concerns and cares

Ownership of this timely essence

vivid in its presence

loosely grasped in mind

like elusive fog timely sublime

Brings fiery desires that warm the senses

bring to bear certain promises

that become wishes of no concern

to those who possess time to burn

'Tis only when forgotten voices

offer clear and comforting choices

that time is carved into granite stone

permanently there for you to own

Rockies Blue (rewrite)

Rockies Blue

In the waning light

branches reach out eerily

like claws ghostly white

over turquoise waters flowing steadily

they seem to grasp at the blue

that artfully parts the snow cover

the scenery vibrant and true

cherished by the nature lover

eddies swirl and dance at will

and amplify this blue rarely seen

the result of particles never still

scraped from pre-Cambrian rocky fields

in ancient bluish glacier ice

moving relentlessly forward

as it reflects restless skies

clearing a path towards

the woods dark and deep

and under crooked branches

that span mountain streams

'Tis natures' beautiful tool for slow changes

The Sea

The Sea

'Twas her sensuous rhythmic motions

captured on gleaming tides of oceans

promising pleasures from exotic places unknown

to be enjoyed but never owned

That first captured my dreams and desires

as I passed through awareness' fires

'Twas the constant surging of her being

stirring my senses, her smell so keen

Her fluid energy striking notes in my head

then, receding to leave me naked

as salty mist coursed through my hair

her coolness absorbing all my cares

Her overpowering song drowning desperate cries

renewing my life like crisp morning skies

'Twas love at first sight

to touch her was only right

To kiss her salty foamy clusters

softly and completely be in her

Yes, 'twas the way it happened to me

my love affair with the deep blue sea

Trepidation (rewrite)

Trepidation

In the darkness of the night, spatial forms dance

projected eerily on my bedroom walls

fog-drenched branches throw shadows enhanced

that look like creatures thin and tall

Then, as fluffy veils on high

drift and wrap that lunar splendor

shapes dissolve causing untold fright

as they now become unseen clamor

surrounding my naked form

hiding in the ink-like darkness

ready to pounce and quickly storm

my bedroom island fortress

Tiny surreal noises everywhere in the room

become visions of evil ruin

imagination running wild and soon

unseen cold breath and spectral fumes

Has turned darkness into forbidding doom

as I prepare my surrender to chilling fear

covers pulled over my head in dark room

cowering in my island bed totally scared