The memories of times spent together
Photos on the dresser, haunting
Pajamas scattered in the dresser drawers
Treasures with no measure, though
They can’t compare to the greatest gift
That still surrounds you
The love your deceased still has for you
The love you still have for them
A love everlasting
What about me in twenty twenty-three
What will I do, what will I see
Will I finally conquer grief
See the light, attain reprieve
Will I travel to a foreign land
Will I walk along the shores of white sand
Or begin to understand
The meaning of God’s demands
All questions without answers now
Perhaps a visit to Curacao
Or be bold and allow
Myself to just be in the here and now
Or will I wallow in self-pity
Tossed against the shore of enmity
Can I reach out tentatively
And discover a new identity
Can I find the will to take a chance
Find love again by happenstance
Know without doubt upon first glance
To once again dance that dance
Will she be loving and sexy
A lover to sweep away my emotional debris
To once again feel carefree
To float away on an endless sea
Of love
The night sky
Is your lullaby
When you rock me
In your arms — I’m free
From the constant longing
The begging, imploring
Barely breathing, clinging
On my knees, groveling
The river of tears
Each tear, a waking nightmare
My heart pierced by Ares’s spear
As each day morphs into years
Is it too much to ask
Just a simple heavenly task
Visit me with your death mask
A sip from a poisoned cask
I feel you, I know you are near
My love, my life, my Guinevere
My future seems impossibly unclear
My will to live stripped of its veneer
Still now, hushed breathing, I wait
Just a breath away, I abdicate
This earthly shell I dedicate
A body no longer able to participate
I sense you’re just a breath away
My ticket stamped, prepaid
No more yesterdays or todays
I step into a heavenly cabriolet
My ride to where you are
Of moments shared
crystal tears
falling all these years
forming puddles
of all my fears
slipping and sliding
like skating on ice
no railing to hold
it’s too damn cold
there was a time
before the tears
there was a time
of moments shared
no answers now
to questions anew
seemed to be lost
without you
I knew not what I was
And yet I still reached for the sky
Hoping to grow tall and strong
My family members were examples
Of kindness and sharing
They provided shelter and food
To so many divergent species
My brothers and sisters asked for nothing in return
Their reward was the love they received
And love they shared, fulfilled and content
To just be
As I grew taller through the years
I began to understand
That life is symbiotic, giving and receiving
And it is incumbent upon each of us to grow
Taller and stronger, to provide love and protection
For those all around us, for it is we that gain as well
For each inch we grow, our capacity to love grows greater
Soul to soul, no matter the size or creature, we share it with
It is our fuel for growth, our ticket to the sky
As we surf those cosmic waves to shore
Lighting the way for future saplings
That they may grow in love more each day
A puppet on a celestial string
the dance of moonbeams
across cresting waves
lends to daydreams
of hopes I’ve yet to attain
footprints in the sand
stragglers left behind
ballads are sung by a heavenly band
urging me to stay aligned
waves lapping at my feet
I stare into a starlit sky
this human form seems obsolete
its existence hard to justify
I’m just a contestant in this game show
a puppet on a celestial string
a player in God’s minstrel show
a soul on the wing
sun peeks above the horizon
casting tangerine across the dawn
I’m tripping on nature’s psilocybin
this heavenly phenomenon
Originally published at https://medium.com/poetry-publication/a-soul-on-the-wing-7834636ed097
My shining light
When the setting sun slithers silently
When darkness dooms my daylight
And shadows slither into my soul
A satanic stain swallowing my sanity
I howl to the heavens
Imploring, inpouring spiritual salvation
Helplessly hoping for her healing heart
And her tender, tantalizing touch
It had to be you, my shining light
Lighting my way home to daylight
Surround me, secure me, my sexy paramour
Vanquish my villains with vigor
Then we’ll dance the dance that darlings do
Sharing secrets sacrosanct to just a few
To those who trapped a note or two
And share the sacred song of HU
Is my life’s elixir
Each beat of your heart
is my life’s elixir
and your kisses impart
an unintended strip search
Your laugh lights the way
then you dance the pony
a reinvented sexual foreplay
so innocent and carefree
You’re a treasure with no measure
my pièce de résistance
an irresistible treasure
you are my soul assistant
The man I am did not exist
you rescued me from certain doom
with just a hug and then a kiss
you stripped away my grieving costume
I wonder at the innocence you display
how wonderful it must feel to know
that life is just child’s play
while you emanate a golden glow
Let it go, Joe, you encourage me to see
that life is love and nothing more
that there are no guarantees
then you whisper come to me, my matador
I fall deeper into your eyes
swimming in those blue lagoons
all my demons exorcised
each day becomes a new honeymoon
We sail in the cosmic seas
as we escape our earthly bonds
no longer concerned with analyses
masters of our magical wands
Image of Mt. Graham by Jbparrish — Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=101639166
Naiche was a mischievous teen
Sewing wild oats while creating a scene
To the chagrin of his father, Chief Cochise
Cochise determined it was time to intervene
He led the boy to the highest peak of Dził Nchaa Si’an
It is time my son for you to comprehend
The gifts you’ve failed to apprehend
Into the stars, we’ll ascend
Both father and son entered a trance
Through the use of the holiest of chants
Their spirits soared into the never-ending expanse
Every particle of their being was enhanced
The silence between stars surprised Naiche
You are greater than the stars, said Cochise
As humans we are incomplete
As souls, we have a window seat
To Ussen’s magnificent creation
To gift you with an undeniable affirmation
That we are simply stewards of his heavenly plantation
And to immerse ourselves in his spiritual libation
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When we meet
We shall touch the stars
The little children will laugh at us
And to each, we shall teach love
And we’ll float on the soft summer breeze
I’ll carve our initials in the clouds
And in a fleeting moment
That which is not tangible shall succumb
And our love will become inimitable
We’ll explore the silver sun
And search for the silver man
We’ll mix the colors on the palette
And paint the world
Then we’ll say goodbyes
And no regrets will there be
Only happy memories we share
And our initials in the clouds