Cleansing Rains
It doesn’t matter
What came first
the mistake
or the shame
She hated
the involuntary response
of her thinking
wrong
There were good days
and bad
Moments of bliss
and then, the lie
But thankfully
She was stronger now
than her past
as opposed to the yesterdays
For now, she knew
Trials would take place
But so did
the cleansing rains
the girl I haven’t met — The Lonely Author
This little thing is dedicated to my future girlfriend….. . the girl I haven’t met . Tonight I fantasized about the girl I haven’t met As my personal muse she’ll be an inspiring poet Writing the softest verses as silky as her hosiery She will wear elegant metaphors like fine jewelry Gondolas transport love poems […]
A love affair with the Morning
Artist Unknown
Another day
Another chance
To rise to the occasion
To start anew
Gone is yesterday
And the mistakes it entailed
While the brew of the dawn
Incites my senses
And stirs my passions
Greets me with its warmth
So it should be no mystery why
I have a love affair with the morning
Overlooked
Artist Unknown
She wanted to believe in fairytales
That love truly exists
Yet, here she was
In an unfamiliar place
Where was the hero?
Or the godmother?
Even a kindly sprite
To see her pain
A kind word
Perhaps a magic spell
The briefest of hopes
Of a warm embrace
Tired of pretending
She was always strong
Exhausted from the journey
As tears rolled down her face
She was worthy, Was she not?
Why then was she the one wounded
While her advisary
Stood and mocked
She vowed to remain
Kind and good
Because she knew
What it was liked, to be overlooked
In this Kiss
Photographer Unknown
in her thoughts
he played with her mind
as she recalled that moment
a thousand times
the rain
his smell
his warmth
his kiss
she melted instantly
into his body
barely a space between
and she blushes, at the recollection
so much longing
and hunger
could exist in a moment
that she surrenders all
the fire builds
from the faintest of sparks
everything she wanted is
in this kiss
be the light
chaos surrounds you
Evil is now good, while good is evil
and puppets have learned how
to weaponize victims pain
use it to tell a tale
though none of it is true
to them, just a game
while the pure at heart cry
for justice
will it come?
who it at the watch?
to protect those
who cannot
it takes a lifetime to build a reputation
a series of choices
amongst the paths laid out before you
moral, or not, they define
who we all choose to be
but beware, one lie, can destroy it all
the telling of truth
has now become a liars game
hell bent on confusing
“all”
seek wisdom
while she can still be found
tune out the voices
that don’t ring true
search your heart, not your emotions
stand on foundations strong
bend, but do not break
and above all, be the light
A Time, And a Place
Artist Unknown
It never fails
That my mind wanders
To a time and place
I have yet to be
Or to a person
I have yet to meet
But these journeys to you
Though fleeting and brief
Bring me comfort
In times of doubt
And in the waiting
Though lengthy
That there is a plan
A time
And a place
Where you and I
Shall meet
Face to face
And there
We will forget
Our troubles
and our woes
For anything worth having
Requires time
So do not tarry
For long, my love
For I am ready
To share my life
And my love
With you!
May Wishes, April Rains
Picture by: Maximiliano Ignacio Pinilla Alvarado
You know the old Tale
Of what April showers bring
From what was once
A blank canvas
A myriad of colors
Now spring up
The earth drank her fill
Yet she thirsts for more
As she wakens and rises up
Rising and reaching out
Every blade of green
And petals in every color
The invitation is ancient
As creation itself
And not one
Of natures beauties
Dare miss the event
To display their array
For eyes to see
Perhaps even
A new song to hear
Growing as if by magic
By each precious drop
Doth glisten as a wish and a promise
A wish more comforting
Than a star could ask
For they return
Year after year
In a triumphant display
To declare, life still reigns
One of Your Blessings
Artist Unknown
When the day draws nigh,
and your tired from the days woes
Come sit with me a while,
and let me ease your aches
As best I can,
For only heaven knows
When troubles come,
and answers tarry
When money is not enough,
to answer every task
Let not your heart stumble,
or your trust in me be wary
Allow me to share your life,
whether old or young we be,
And not just the good or bad,
but all that lies between
So that when you think upon your blessings,
That you may always count me as ONE
Daydreaming is Mandatory
In a space, a moment, or a circumstance
Try though me might
To keep our focus intent
On the task at hand, we fail
Whether boredom, or the dullness of life
Our minds stray upon the musings
Of our hearts, and our minds
Even for a brief respite
We ask the question, “What if’?
Attempts at logical debate are futile
Amidst the galaxy of possibilities
And storylines beyond our comprehension
For an enchanted moment
We dream in our waking hours
And allow ourselves to hope
A promise to not settle
For either where we were
Or where we are now
That spark has encouraged us forward
And requires us to fan the flames
For we are not just mere creatures
Of steel, and stone, NAY!
But of love, creativity, and light
Therefore, Daydreaming is Mandatory
Don’t you agree?
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