“BLACK SIREN”

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THE UNPREDICTABLE

I stand poised on the edge of an abyss,

Gazing down into the seductive blackness.

… the darkness beckons me,

With a siren voice.

Making irresistible promises-

Of scenery, safety, solitude…

I know its coaxing voice-

is disguising the lonely comfort,

Awaiting below…

… Yet, how I long to be cradled,

In that stillness.

How I yearn to be held,’

In that sweet silence;

And snug such alluring lullabies.

(Albeit lies)!

As I yield to black sirens,

Captivated by its singing silence.

I am distracted by a shaft of light;

Piercing my consciousness.

A gentle voice calls softly… “Wait” !! …

The unpredictable  

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TASTE YOUR SOUL

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THE UNPREDICTABLE

Gently lay you lips on mine so I can taste your soul.

Then I will have a moment sweet, to treasure  and to hold.

For I know you in so many ways, yet still, I feel not whole.

So lay your gentle lips on mine, so I can taste your soul.

I’ve seen your naked heart, its goodness shining through;

In every little you say, and everything you do.

I’ve heard your thoughts from time to time, your wisdom deafens me!

That voice so clear and full of strength, just sent me to my knees.

I’ve inhaled your every scent, your sweetness seems to bloom.

I only need to close my eyes, to feel you in the room.

I’ve touched your flesh a thousand times, of casual embrace;

And every time, I’ve had to my longings in their place.

You see, I know you so complete, yet still I feel…

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“THE WATERFRONT”

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THE UNPREDICTABLE

The tiny bridge I stand on has no use.

Nothing below it but earth.

It’s as if it was there only to hold me.

And there’s a giant orange moon in the sky tonight;

Mysterious and different than before.

Like the eyes of someone I used to know.

Now the sea beneath is calm.

The wind wrinkles the waves slightly, but it doesn’t mind.

There are no clouds,

Just the trees from where I stand get in the way of the stars.

It is so quiet.

I can hear the fish whispering in the sea!! …

The Unpredictable  

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“VINTAGE YEARS”

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Your snowy hair spindrift on the crest-

of breakers surging up to kiss the shore.

Your mind is agile as a matador,

whose graceful motions swiftly pass the test,

as bold “veronicas” fulfill his quest.

Exuding love from every giving pore.

You reach as weathered oak and sycamore,

whose sturdy, swaying boughs so real to the rest.

Fresh water to a thirsting world are you,

drawn from a well whose depths are cool, serene.

You paint the lilac hills with lambent hue,

where land and see caress the wind between.

Your vintage years are sweet as morning dew,

while jewels of lapis blue meet eyes of green!! …

The Unpredictable  

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“OH, AWESOME WONDER OF LOVE”

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Emerging so slowly in all her magnificent,

Finally, excruciating, she is opening, flowering!

Called ’emotional healing,’ it is, oh, so much more;

Submitting, trusting, putting aside incriminating, cowering…

Covert the sting of waters, ‘making sure it is safe;

No longer is this necessary for one so enraptured!

Seeking excuses for secrets, filing away more regret;

Sorry habits effecting heartaches. Now, love has them captured!

Oh, awesome wonder of love! It takes my breath away!

Life is surely safe with love as her stout advocate!

Entrenched obstacles transformed; transparent concoctious!

Love: The Overcomer! Trust: the issue, consummate!! …

The Unpredictable 

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“NIGHT SKIES- POINT TO POINT”

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THE UNPREDICTABLE

In quick light

and rare dream

point to point

pull and flow.

Slight and warm silent vision

if we see

to fade and resurrect.

Fractured

our bones littered

sliding of night and sheets.

We wager in silver of light wash

in the stillborn hour

as you hold this wool

with crack and moon-spill tight.

Palm to cusp

to close this distance

some hinge of flesh and flannel.

We ride night’s skies

point to point!!…

The Unpredictable 

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“FOR I AM”

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I am where the valleys are deep;

And the mountains are high.

Where the wind whines,

Through the trees;

And the lightening touches-

Down from sky.

I am the seas that overflow,

In the fury of storm;

And the rivers that run dry,

All the birds of air.

And the beasts of the field-

Know it is I.

I am the flame of light,

That brightens up the night.

The quencher of thirst!

The giver of life!

All who walk in my image,

And see beauty, know it is I!! …

The Unpredictable 

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