The Kiss

Filed under Poetry by on 2009.06.30 at 4:51 pm {one comment}

Standing there looking at you by the pond
My heart began to race
A thousand thoughts filled my mind
As you tenderly touched my face
As I searched for your approval
Caution left without a trace
You slowly, gently pulled me close
And held me in your warm embrace
For a moment nothing else mattered
Except setting our own pace
The kiss, so soft, so sweet, so pure
As if it fell from grace

CHANGE

Filed under Poetry by on 2009.06.25 at 6:11 am {2 comments}

The cycle has grown shorter, but have the lessons been learned?
The way forward is unclear not wanting to get burned

Angel-eyes opened wide to see the vicious cycle up and down
Grasping for a rip-cord to slow this spiral toward the ground

Will it be this time that it all crashes and burns?
Or be like the past, avoiding ground zero with a slight upward turn

Clouded eyes cannot see any soft place to land
No bed of feathers prepared over the harsh dessert sand

Hurt feelings are inevitable – it is the burden to be paid
Not living a precious life – a decision to be weighed

A cauldron of fire across the only path which lies ahead
Every moment of hesitation heightens the sensation of being dead

Like a phoenix rises from the ashes, the angel will eventually too
With the sun at her back and wings spread wide, aloft against a sky of deepest blue

Falling is Part of the Plan

Filed under Poetry by on 2009.06.18 at 5:51 am {no comments}

I am a leaf.

I feel the warm sun with its energy so strong,
I hear the birds whistle their sweet love song.

I smell the scent of the lush green land,
I fear nothing, for even Autumn is part of God’s plan.

I sway in the summer’s subtle breeze,
I see the magical dance of honey bees.

I shake in the night as a storm rushes in,
I keep hold even though my grip wears thin.

I live as if my time here is short,
I know this branch I will soon abort.

I laugh when it is my turn to fly away,
I will soon wish that I could have stayed.

I fall to the ground and land swiftly,
I carry my memories of life along with me.

I lose my color and seem to have no purpose,
I can’t help but miss the way my life was.

I wilt as I lay, but I won’t suffer,
I return to the earth to give life to others.

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