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Walk with me along the strandFeel the spray upon your face Drag your toes through drifting sandSmile at me and hold my hand Leave tomorrow far awayLive this moment in this placeListen close to what I sayThis is ours this brilliant day Lowering skies will come and goStorms must rain and leave a traceThreatening winds all gust and blowLife is harsh as we both knowWe may plan our clever schemesOffering up quite tender graceK...

Making my way through this Spanish mall, and passing through the square near the El Open Arms here in Malaga, and finding myself walking through a place where I have been once before years ago. And finding a place where I can have a draught of coffee and watch all passing by on their errands, as I find myself hearing the strains of either a Classical or Spanish guitar being played nearby, as I take a drink of that rich Sp...

So, verily your Lady might cry outTo test your chivalry with saline tears. And honor will demand, there is no doubt,That you must stay steadfast and quell her fears. She gifted you her hand and earnest trust,To be forever there, her guiding star.You shall do all her tasking, as you must;Whatever burdens borne, you cross the bar. A pleasure, this is true, to fill her need,Your code must be fulfilled without delay.Brave sou...

Finding myself heading out again down old Highway 61 after having heard it call once again, and going where it is directing me to go as I have done in the past and this time I am not heading down it alone. Following it as it runs through those fields that border it that are full of both blessings and tribulations, and I am not alone for you also heard that old Highway 61 call you for the first time and you felt it direct...

In Winter Seek Your Passion

Considered to be the most difficult poetic form by some, the villanelle is a challenge.

In Winter seek your passion long since passed, And know that what you sow you often reap. Your life dreams may yet come to you at last.Though ancient hills cache secrets cruelly vast Inside their rock strewn oaken hollows deep, In Winter seek your passion long since passed.Don't worry that her leaving seemed forecast,Just know as Winter drowsing brings on sleep Your life dreams may yet come to you at last.Although the son...

Timeline

An Entertainment

1, 2, 3, Oh Yeah! All Right!, 5,6,7,8,- Sitting here flashbacking to the summer of ’72 when Nixon went for a second term, but we really didn’t think about that and tried to just tried to hang out and do our own thing, Hanging around outside on a beautiful day walking along in shorts, bellbottoms, sandals, or tennis shoes, or to be out cruising the neighborhood on a bike and occasionally listening to music on a transistor...

In nightly dreams,I find myself outside a house Made entirely of stained glass windows, a vision of such beauty, the play of light and colors that mesmerize Contrasting hues that fit together perfectly Every wall, each window, every door, covered in stunning glass, images that represent life, and mark memories made within My curiosity and imagination begin to work What happens in that house, behind the stained glass windo...

This is your life, let go of strife Choose to be you, focus your view Leave yourself open, be your own beacon Embrace your light, and you'll be bright Follow your heart, make your life art Never fear a 'no,' create your own flow Chase your moments, walk with giants Take the next risk, life is too brisk Be your miracle, embrace what’s blissful Believe in love, and rise above Leave fear behind, love you will find

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She won't accept cruel censure by duress.Bestow it not upon this priceless jewelWho fills my soul with happiness and bliss,And will not be denied sweet love's renewal. No other lady shows such strength and charm.No gentlewoman holds my heart's delight.We shall rise upward never knowing harmBecause our love is pure and knows no blight. Her sword of power forces cowards out,With every pass she makes against her foe.We stand...

We dance so freely neath a gibbous moon.Your pliant form yields softly to my will.Sing out on starlit nights a haunting tune;That wistful song you warble with a trill. Each twinkling star is smiling at our fun, As waking birds start chirping as we play. With fingers twined you giggle as we run,And festive acts of love complete the day.Erasing barricades that bound our hearts.And reaching out that we may join as one.With e...

Arc Light

Originally I believe titled Old Souls

It seems as though there have been times in this Vale of Tears, as though I have traveled across both the universe and through the years, with there having been times too that going all the way was just the start. And sometimes when half asleep I hear a voice calling out to me, which has me wondering if from my mind or from someone I left behind or failed? Wondering if all has changed me somehow? With everything seeming t...

Did the moment pass you by.Too late, and the moment is gone. You had a moment,the two of you had a moment,didn't you. But it slipped away. Smiles shared,true happiness glowing from bothas you lived the moment. The room, the meadow, the world, melted away,and you were there,in the moment. Complete, utter happinessin that moment. Was it at the barwhere she brought you a Boulevard,quipping and giving you banter. Displaying c...

Sitting out here as a million stars circle the Earth high above my head, as I slowly drift back in memory to all of those things that happened and that were said then, and turning my attention to the pain that I have always denied yet knowing it still lingers there in some way. Maybe I could have changed if wisdom would have courted me instead of the way fear and mistrust did, with those ties that bind and bless the soul...

Poets of The Fall 4: A Roar Of Silence

This was in a response to a situation I was in at the time

The dark grey light of the false dawn finds me standing in the doorway at the break of a rain scented day, and in the dark light it seems as if I am reviewing events that have taken place and directed some of my actions lately. By those who feel that they are the chosen and entitled ones who need to know the score on what was said and took place. Along with all I have been through even if they are all over and done and be...

Rejoice my life, this day we shall be free;The battle for our land will soon be here. So smile my Queen, my soul of destiny;Your loyal Knight of Love is ever near. The war is fought with honor into night,And you have led us onward to our fate.Fear not dear one, my soul, my purest light,Our future will be found beyond the gate. We struggle to defeat the evil threat,All fear that you may fall ere day is done.But you are eve...