LEAVING...Revision #3

Leaving

He drew his eyes away from hers

tried to deny her passionate pleasure

but the night held a fateful storm

dictating that love from him be torn

'Twas a night cold and silent

enveloped in emotional investment

darkness appeared with a vengeance 

foretelling sorrow with its gloomy presence

cold reality blew through his dark hair

as windblown leaves scattered everywhere

His love breached National boundaries

his whispered words found denial instead of glee

The moment dripped with meaning

as their time was quickly unravelling

Years passed and that night remains with him

much like a pregnancy everlasting

as full term visions of love and ecstasy 

stained by fickle destiny

caused time marching through wasteful history

to squander his soul for a National folly

Mind gangrene followed, came and went

hours and days in darkness he spent

as he watched waves sucking sand in retreat

lapping the shore, tugging at his feet

Words flowed and were absorbed by the tide

lost in the surf where they could hide

and the dream remains as gray hair grows

forever entwined with all the memories he knows

Nature's Lighthouse...

Nature's Lighthouse

When the Masters of words shine

their verses burn my mind

and encourage me to rise above their shadows

reach higher than my ability knows

with splendid verses mindfully written

that seek to infiltrate words spoken

In mind, I capture the dance of floating snowflakes

that settle peacefully on verdant blades

I notice a pregnant belly in gray skies

emptying its crystal contents far and wide

to insulate sleeping creatures underground

while desire to record all of this is found

I need to paint prose of natural things

peeking through my soul window while writing

and while dreaming my dreams fickle

to cherish nature's miracles

to witness its depth in words unspoken

as poetry describes life's mystery

that lurk behind dynamics we cannot see

There's heavenly purpose living in placid scenes

bathed in blissful skies of pink and cream

easy to notice as seasons flow

this wonder I need to know

as visions infiltrate my bards brain

take root and quietly remain

I want to ignite the lighthouse I can be

seek to illuminate earth's natural beauty

like quiet valleys dripping seasonal changes

smothered in brilliant yellows and oranges

beneath drifting white cloud caves

that transforms colors with hues and shade

My imagination explodes, sending light beams

projecting natures colorful scenes

that temper human moods and emotions

and invite all to bathe in this contribution

I desire to peek at infinity

where an ending can never be

seek to travel on a beam of light

and ride to a future bright

to live in that place where dreams condense

while doing it all in the present tense

 

Word Invasion...

Word Invasion

Like a stealthy submarine rising

from dark depths slowly appearing

surfacing in mid-dream

with no apparent reason, it seems

Like a vessel on a Holy quest

invading my cozy ocean of rest

Words floated through my sleep last night

vivid word imparting my dormant sight

They were softly illuminated by moon like light

pleasant to behold in my dreamful eyes

Behind sleep curtains drawn

this word bounty in ghostly form

cut noiselessly through my hazy sleep

and projected a golden gleam

Wild neural cascades dancing in my sleep

pumped creative juices from down deep

and revealed phrases never heard

while feelings came forth in brilliant words

Flashes of electric blue lightning strikes

sent full sentences into heavenly flight

and they soared with new found creativity

while mental winds buffeted their stability

Precious prose was exposed to violent gusts

they travelled far searching for literary lust

to pleasure dreams in blissful rest

with their loving embrace in sleep caress

Powerful words in vaults hidden

do wait in the darkness mostly forgotten

'Tis a mid-dream duty to resurrect

those words from a fate worst than death