Poems

Childhood Sweetheart

I just let her slip away my grip got so weak,
I think about her each hour each day each week

We grew up together ending so far apart, as the distance grew further it broke my heart

Even if you were a million miles away, the love that I feel grows each and every day

I wait by the phone hoping to hear you call, a text an email no nothing at all

I hear from friends that you moved onto someone new, but they'll never give as much love as I'd give to you

Maybe one day my scars will heal with time, but I will never forget my sweet valentine

For me I let my first love get away, and my heart is now broken more than words could say

So never take for granted the first love of your life, take her in open arms and make her your wife

Synergy of Love
'Were you honed from poetry? '
I asked your saddened smile.
For it seems to tell a longing tale -
One of words in oratory
That speaks in languid metaphors
From lips of mind in deep despair
And solitude from inner wars
That over time has rendered life so frail.

'Were you carved from doleful prose? '
I sought to ask your gaze,
For a pain lies deep within your eyes -
One of barren territory
Where no fair heart could ever drift
And hope to venture back content
With grateful memories in a gift -
A land of your affection demise.

'Do I hear a mournful hum? '
I wondered of your cry,
For it sings a song of deep lament -
One of quiet soliloquy
Recited on deserted strands
To waves that have no sense of song
And only wish to fight the sands -
A chant that cites emotional descent.

Do you know your face portrays
The colors of your soul?
It tells me at a single glance
Of how you burned your furnace whole
To stay the fire in our romance.

And see the prismic hues they bore!
I cherished all I ever saw:
Mauve of mystic; browns of rustic;
Reddened tones to match your blush;
Marine of passion, spending out your being, leaving you for ashen embers, fleeing the dying light in hush of night.
And how you lay there empty.

So let me help re-grow the flowers once erect in fiery showers!
For now I've seen what love can do when torn asunder - oh my catastrophic blunder!

But we must realize -
Our flaming want is meant to be!
We are the ocean and the sea; the earth and moon; the sturdy tree:
All that makes the 'You and Me.'
And this is why I ache.
I wish to start again with thee, in close and gripping
Synergy of love.

If You Forget Me
I want you to know one thing.

You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour,
I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land.

But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.

A Friend Indeed!

I have a friend, a friend in word & a friend indeed.
A friend who loves me with all friends being & I love friend too.
My friends rejuvenate, a friend indeed!

I have a friend in word, my friend reminds me of my purpose in life
I can exhale with my friend by my side
My friend is good to me
A friend indeed!

When my friend is gone, I miss my friend already
But my friend has gone home because I am home for now
But the truth is our home is in our friendship.
I have a friend, a friend indeed!

My friend in word is my friend indeed and my friend in need.
Friendship is all we need & we have.
I have a friend a friend indeed!

Life of a Cloud
Warming thermals whisper as they rise, to tell us they are soon to bring to view in cooler air aloft before your eyes:
A gentle wisp to counterpoint the blue.

Powder puffs emerge to grant her grace that further bloom as would for stately tree, and
Yield a sight that calls for our embrace:
Another cloud anew above the lea.

Cruising forth, she yearns for ageless life.
O how her hopes will soon be dashed in vain, for up there in the cold she courts her strife, to fade away as drops of closing rain.

Scant and lacy speak her living span, and fair among us could be brought to mourn, but she was there to populate her clan:
From fallen tears, new daughters will be born.