06.05.11

The silver trees have been left behind,

As I was quite able to find,

The perfectly loving and patient kind of people,

At exactly the right time.

Dad (05.08.11)

The white lines blur as we drive along
And the smell of sun-baked upholstery
Soaks my nostrils, like water soaks a sponge,
With the comfort of home, and having a family.

I’m dazed from a day’s long labor,
My eyes heavy, and my head grows lazy.

You wrap your arm around me
With love and brazen consideration
Pulling me close against your scent;
The smell of comfort, and having a family.

I am whisked away into a world long lost,
Whisked away into a world without cost.

05.05.11

Where have you gone, my sweet inspiration?
My nectar of thoughts and visions.
Grown upon flora beside the river’s basin,
And harvested with soft precision.

Oh How I long, for the abundant days,
When my tongue was all but graceful.
When my words would dance and tastefully play,
And were laid to sleep in a cradle.

04.15.11

My soul left my heart to starve

In a garden of blood red dreams.

And has since, painfully starved

In this garden of bright dead dreams.

Your Love (02.22.11)

Proof of God, you might call this girl,

For her kindness and love are not of this world.

Within her chest, beats a heart like the rest;

But only by name and not a thing less.

As she shines like a pearl, fine and lustrous,

No words in the world could ever do her justice.

02.21.11

A seven month dream comes to an end,

And I am left with not much to mend.

01.22.11

I reach for your letters
And my favorite book of poems
In which they secretly hide

And I find a way to confide
In your words of truth and love
By which my heart does hang from

Swinging as does a pendulum
To and fro in endless motion
Hinting at perpetual passion

Of which we’ll never lose a fraction
If we contest the powers against;
Keep our heads, keep our hearts fed
And life will be, but a dream in our beds

Where the Angels Hide (01.17.11)

One day my love said unto me,
“When we pass and come to be,
I want you there right by my side,
Up in the clouds where the angels hide.”

When we do, I want to be there
And know I tried my best to be fair;
In love and war and all things earthen,
We try our best to keep things certain

This we’ll do for our years on Earth,
And at the end we’ll share rebirth.
Then we’ll share our love in the sky,
Up in the clouds, where the angels hide.

12.17.10

I lose my path,
More than a few times each year
And each time I hath,
The will to bury my constant fear
Of lull and loss,
Of all the things I hold so dear

But I am glad,
That I stumble upon the overgrown grass
For if not I had,
These places I might sometimes crash
I would not have,
The way I call my righteous path

Your Love is Art and Art is Immortal (11.03.10)

Have I told you lately that you make my day?

Oh my love, I wouldn’t have it any other way

Your laughs, your smiles they shine so bright

In a world so dark, you’re my constant light

If ever there was, an infallable clout

It’s the love you give, without a doubt

You’re strength and will and solid heart

Are priceless forms of honest art

You paint our picture with steady hands

Hands that prance and gracefully dance

Across the canvas of our precious lives

Because of your love, we’ll never die