Wind Blew
• 01/07/24 at 11:35AM •Wind blew sharply
on my bearded face
as I sought you
for a fond embrace.
An embrace
a hug or two.
Nothing short
of one with you.
Wind blew sharply
on my bearded face
as I sought you
for a fond embrace.
An embrace
a hug or two.
Nothing short
of one with you.
Be here tomorrow,
my heart does implore,
receive my feeling,
of thee I implore.
Talk to me slowly,
with the softness I know.
Support the grieving,
let your words heal my soul.
I know you well,
I know you can,
heal my weakness,
of a lonely old man.
The sweet voice of sorrow,
rings from my head.
Spewing forth platitudes
about the dead.
Losing a loved one,
a lost sense of hope,
while you are struggling,
and trying to cope.
Reach out to others,
when your inner needs
the strength of another,
allowing life to proceed.
If good was bad.
If bad was good,
would you be OK,
if misunderstood?
A repost from January 1, 2018.
I hope you will enjoy this.
Frozen droplets, of warm breath,
hang in the air
as the crisp stillness of a
winter morning wraps it's
icy fingers on ear and nose.
In the distance, sits the
mountain, decked out in
it's white finery,
serenely majestic,
with it's cape of haze.
The lake,
a piece of glass,
reflecting every object,
lies tranquil, sullen
and emits the pungent
odor of the sea.
It's all about
smoke and mirrors,
of gathering hope,
and stoking fears.
Look into the eyes,
you will see,
all the hope,
meant to be.
Go, ye now,
of faithless means,
find yourself,
within your dreams.
Sluicing the ground,
work can get old,
except when you are
looking for gold.
Go out by Liberty,
staking out a claim.
Be sure to register,
your first step to fame.
Love is good,
in this day and age.
A new beginning,
turn the page.
A writing which I find appropriate in my life, today.
I hope you will find pleasure in reading this.
Fly away,
oh, Blackbird fly.
Lift your wings
into the sky.
Fly to the beat
of a different drum.
Survey all you see,
flapping your wings,
as you soar,
over the path,
of life in play.
Enjoy your time,
for I know you,
won't stay.
You were my strength,
when the World was dim.
Go your own way,
where ever you must.
Be the brave soul.
In God we do trust.
Along came a stranger,
wearing a white hat.
Asking many questions.
Know anyone like that?
Walking down Main Street,
hat in his hand,
waiting for the word,
about a life which could be grand.
Off he would go,
as he was on fire.
He wasn't, I suppose,
just a live wire.
AC or DC,
You make the choice.
One you will live,
the other you're toast.
Advance the troops
into the breech.
Fighting for land,
now out of reach.
Long will we live,
alone, out of sight,
waiting, ever waiting,
for the first fight.
Resist you must,
stand by your vow
to protect this country.
I know you know how.
The words are too many,
the thoughts are too,
as I try to remember,
how much I love you.
You are now missing,
from this life I lead.
You were my life,
you're gone. I must proceed
and go on with life,
when you aren't here,
for I will always be,
in love with you, Dear.