THE ARRIVAL....revision # 2

The Arrival

On a Spring night beyond sunset

I heard the echoes of my steps

a merciful sound splitting the darkness

as last years leaves flying about, more or less

chased their shadows in futile quest

while the cool breeze stole my breath

The whipping wind bit my eyes

sounding much like mournful cries

and limited my vision as it swirled and spun

with eyes closed in this whirlwind second to none

I perceived light in shaded disguise

 quickly, I walked beneath the threatening skies

Smells entered my nostrils and dwelled in mind close

tickling memories resurrected by the nose 

I was surrounded by mysterious odors

like the sweet breath of spring flowers

combined with thyme and thistle

as I walked accompanied by my nervous whistle

On this humid night quite alone

I stumbled on scattered stones

while the memories of past fires

stimulated and stoked certain desires

that resided in mind day and nite

be that prose would capture my spirit light

With the road beneath my feet

I advanced down the narrow street

I had the urge to celebrate

the arrival of myself somewhat late

At the home where I sleep

At my humble house on Destiny Street

VIRGIN WATER.....

Virgin Water

Like molten glass it slowly flows

between brown eroded banks in warm summer

It quietly feeds roots and runners

of clinging vines lingering in shaded coolness

Crystal liquid flowing in earnest

that sustains the regal grape as it grows

Woodland trees in leafy sleep

branches spread over misty stream

can only sip in silent dream

as the babbling current is heard

competing with the hidden songbird

while the flowing glass feeds the forest deep

Then, with screams and laughter

maidens with dark eyes bold

are heard splashing in silvery cold

in youthful times of delicious dreams

where joy lived on running streams

and virgin waters quenched new found hunger

We all frolicked in pink cheeks

cooled by sparkling droplets

covered by clear fluid as summer set

shyly warmed by our summer undress

as fun was our only quest

and cooling waters hid those rosy peaks

The flowing bounty parting natural scenery

dynamic cascade over rocky stream bed

painted memories in mind that spread

like blowing Autumn leaves

dancing on flashing crystal streams

and brought enough comfort to last an Eternity

Success.....

Success

Lovely is the creature of success

that smiles at her own destiny

and wears nothing but assuredness

that partly covers her naked identity

Much like a diamond fallen from a crown

now, she sparkles alone in nature

she revels in the bounty found

and defines herself in simple measure

Found within the stream of human culture

partly submerged in societies torrent

This hidden but resilient creature

is always accommodating and obedient

The loveliness of success must sparkle

with dignity and shine without regret

embodied with hysterical desires and able

to survive without wasting her breath

And in singular radiance offers

the startling glow of Nova light

for a moment eclipsing all others

only to quickly fade and disappear from sight

As sweeping reaches of nothingness are found

she stands there alone, denied and exposed

much like stardust streaming down

on those standing in the shadows

THE MOMENT....

The Moment

I want to savor you

but cannot perceive the color

with which to paint life anew

much less join in experienced flavor

 reliving times gone and wasted away

by soaring through the now blindly

then, in the remaining days

accept the fateful night coming my way

I imagine living for tomorrow

but want to sip sweet today

until the evening lights glow

and in the moment stay

For as we flew high in youth tender

we had all the needed reason

to think that love would render

time into a senseless illusion

but learned that passion tends to fade

as dreams dissolve and become nonsense

like success that tilts the balance staid

tearing at the chains of visions dispensed

I want to live in the moment with you

on life's stage, natural and intense

and tastefully sip every moment new

CLARITY....

Clarity

Who in all of humanity 

has not had that moment of clarity

that pinpoint of awareness storm

that flash of creation exceeding the norm

that something not there moments ago

that begins to exist and grow

That feeling built with words difficult to find

strung together within the structure of the mind

that clarity seeking to be quenched

much like the freshly cut stem

The colorful silence living within intellect unbound

clearly wishes to become living sound

and the sound needs to be borne

in the embodiment of human form

and with a chosen passion willed into fire

that will burn and consume social mire

passion that will travel to distant shores

becoming reality and more

living in radical thoughts forged in hellfire

that carry wishes and clear desires

spreading like oily tar sands 

that cannot be removed from dirty hands

A moment of clarity wrapped in brown paper 

that must hide the earths slaughter

for we are sadly just visitors

relentless users, not Creators

THE GRANDCHILD

As certain visions enter my mind

Outside, cold winds scatter new winter snow

Thoughts of new life quietly find

and quickly envelop me, blossom and grow

They open mindful doors to invisible tomorrows

They reveal joys and blessings to be

of events that soul visions show

they light the fire of love in the heart of me

Meanwhile, the marvel of creation

Sounds in chords of heavenly music

that fill me with thankful devotion

for this life event drawing closer quick

 the flowing sands of time unheard

measure my days in gratitude

I slowly construct verses with precious words

giving life to heartfelt emotions imbued

Then, expose them to full brightness

as invisible audiences absorb the meaning

of my joy and obvious happiness

at the approaching arrival of an angel without wings