Engulfed and inflamed,
exciting and new.

Closer in proximity,
intimately I could see,
as you drew near to me.

A picnic in the grass,
feelings beyond & surpassed.

Longed and felt you near me,
now I feel a fear in me.

Overwhelmed by this fear,
not knowing when it appeared.

Feeling it creep upon my heart,
heavily laden to this day’s start.

Innocently you kissed me,
and held me so dear to you.

Now why is it today I feel to fear you?
Scared by love or someone knowing me at this proximity?

Always alone I was,
now how do I live with trust?

I will pray to let it go and give this time,
not to rewind or question my own mind.

Fears consume me now,
but I pray for them to leave me this day.

As fast as they arrived,
let them subside,
go away.

Let them pass away in the windy hollows of the trees,
which so gracefully we laid below and stared upon,
in this distant backdrop of unspoken thoughts.

Let the fears flee from us,
let me know in you I can trust.

My longing to know you and care for you
outweighs the overwhelming fears.
So stay with me my dear,
don’t let me push you away from me.

If in time we can see this through,
our lives will start anew.

Written September 16, 2010

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Fears of Proximity.

Tomorrow I will be bold,
moving forth,
in ways untold.

Tomorrow I will stand up,
make a change,
in many ways.

Tomorrow I’ll speak the words,
once held inside,
I will not hide.

Tomorrow I’ll move away,
change my home,
no need to stay.

Tomorrow I’ll help you too,
finding ways,
to start anew.

Tomorrow I’ll change my life,
learn new things,
forget the strife.

Tomorrow I thought I’d find,
preparation to renew my mind.
Tomorrow I thought I’d find,
time to learn to change my life.

Tomorrow, I thought you’d be,
awaiting always,
patiently.

Tomorrow, you were not here,
I lost you somewhere through the years.

Tomorrow, you were not patient.
You were not waiting for me to see,
what dreams could have held for me.

Tomorrow has passed me by,
with a glance,
I let it fly.

January 20, 2010

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Tomorrow I Will….

Mindful of the darkness,
as my eyes lose their sight.

Clouds cover and storm is near.
Passion is high as my heart fears.

Anticipating.
In my mind debating.

Wondering if it may be,
if in me he will see,
what words cannot declare.

Pacing and tracing the lines
to his heart.

In his eyes I will fall,
let go of it all.

Night is covering me,
smothering me,
as I await.

Slowly and coldly,
I fall to a slumber.
Alone I lie,
as my heart sighs.

As my love retreats,
he takes a seat.
I awake to his warmth,
as it covers me.

Quietly,
he sits next to me.
Silent words spoken,
to my heart that was once broken.

Silence mended,
understood what he intended.
Hearts blended,
as our warmth amended.

Lifted me,
in his arms to see.
Face to face in an unending embrace.

With such strength,
as he held,
in his arms I would melt.

He swept away the cold breeze,
underneath the swaying trees.

Gave away the lingering thoughts,
no longer distraught.
As I feel what is real,
his body near mine.

My heart and my mind,
no longer rewind.
The heart asunder is replaced,
with this embracing grace.

Meshed within,
flesh and skin.
Hearts and Minds,
together bind.

No longer to linger.
No desolate night.
Replaced by the coldness is our new plight.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Lingering.

I sat alone in the sun,
as all thoughts unraveled,
and all worries came undone.

The tree above,
covered me with love.
Branches struggling,
to protect me,
from the fury of the sun.

Natures warmth and shades protection,
both enjoyed with peaceful satisfaction.

As branches fought for my attention,
and the sun shone during its descension.

The orange sky let me be,
as sunlight wrestled with the tree.

Alone I fell,
within myself.

I dreamt of your heart.

Every part of nature,
reminded me.

Thoughts of you,
of your heart being free.

Thoughts of you, in my day,
dreaming of a heart of clay.

Knowing dreams of dreamers,
of passion and of love.
Sparked in me a passion,
when I thought I had enough.

Inspired by a dreamer,
to dream a dream again.

Inspired by your heart,
and to you my love I send.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Inspired by a Dreamer.

Every time,
your eyes gleam.
Sparkling pools,
pour out streams.

Currents of love,
moments so real.
Taintless tides of,
this color wheel.

Emotions flow,
like oceans.

Your face just glows,
with a joy,
I once had.

You’ve brought it back.
Pulled it forth from,
the inside.
Breathed in it a new life.

Always grateful,
I will be.
To my child,
who helped me.

Never will I,
quench your soul.
Let you always,
thrive and grow.

Secure with me,
you’ll always be.
My little teacher,
contagiously happy.

(For my 4-year-old son Josh.)

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at My Little Teacher.

Limits of life,
are to open your eyes.
To let you see,
beyond your current dreams.

Breathe in the day,
soak in the rays.
Listen to the rustle,
watch the tree sway.

Passion for life and love,
for everyone.
Be who you are again,
a single day.

For a single day now,
forget your pain.
Free yourself from life’s strains,
and let now reign.

Now is the time to live.
Experience.
Take in this abundance,
it’s not by chance.

You have this precious life,
this time is yours.
Have passion once again,
do not contain.

Let it pulse through your veins,
be as it may.
Freedom through all the pain,
is yours to gain.

80 Summers,
may they be,
80 Summers,
that set you free.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at 80 Summers.

Lost At Sea,
Blinded by the storm.
Hear my plea.
My spirit is worn.

Ship is swaying.
I did not foresee.
Alone I’m praying,
In sandy debree.

Waves of pain,
flood into me.
Blood now stains,
what used to be.

The person I knew,
and who I was.

Would I carry through?
Would the storm subdue?

Lost at sea.
My final plea.
Blinded by the storm.
My body is worn.

About to give in.
Can’t feel my skin.
Will the storm win?
Fill to the brim?

It’s past my chin.
Now hearing your voice.
Giving a choice.
Within I rejoice.

Sealed with protection,
loving connection.
He told me the way,
to escape that day.

Don’t look north, south,
nor east or west.
For God’s direction,
is not that quest.

If God is a direction,
just follow the Son.

Into the light,
Love from the one,
healing the pain,
Till there is none.

Equip yourself,
to overcome.
Healing for you.
Do not succumb.

Violence of the storm,
is not too deep,
not too loud now,
to hear your weep.

Heart is your compass,
follow it back.

Lost at sea.
No longer I plea.
Nearly back,
for land I can see.

Followed the path,
Light led the way,
Directions from He,
who set my life free.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Lost at Sea.

Hallow heart,
once made of gold.
You I sold.
No one foretold.

To he who has it,
never part.
Can’t return it now,
I must restart.

To he who has it,
you have all force.
Strength deep within the source,
feel no remorse.

Heart of hearts,
I once knew.
From the start.
Full of truth.

Not bound by glue,
to me this day.
Hallowed out now,
with new decay.

My spirit and soul,
still remain.
That I cannot change.

Hallow heart,
once made of gold.
Forgive me heart,
for you I sold.

Given away,
not for montery gain,
to help a man,
for he could not understand.

Selfish was he who emptied my heart,
selfish was he for he knew from the start.

He was less than whole,
playing a role.
Life out of control.
Seeking a soul.

To he who was empty.
Golden no more.
To he who was broken,
No wings to soar.

High was the cost,
that day I lost,
that day I sold,
my heart of gold.

To he who has it now.
No longer creep,
no longer crawl.

Use the love to change your life.
Rid yourself of all the strife.

To he who has it,
live life anew,
with your gold heart,
a new fresh start.

Change the pain,
so others can gain.
Knowledge retain,
from love you obtained.

When strength renews all blues.
Give the golden heart away.
Do not betray that day.
On your gold heart it will weigh.

It will be your day.
Do not be led astray.
Give that golden heart away.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Hallow Heart.

Lean into me,
because this i can see,
that you and I,
were meant to fly free.

Lean into me and this you’ll see.
you gave me some peace,
may i share some with you?

You gave me your heart,
not knowing at the start,
that you and I,
were meant to fly.

If all is too much and all is too new,
just lean into me like I leaned into you.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Lean Into Me.

Express no words.
Better not say,
for words betray.

Each lie causes my heart to frey,
torn apart in pure decay.

Rather hear no words at all now,
Silence is my only sound.

Comforts me when no one is around.
In silence lies the truth profound.

Not afraid to be alone.
Not afraid of the unknown.

Rather hear no words from you.
Rather hear no words untrue.

Prefer to hear my own heart beat.
Than hear the words of such deceit.

Leave me in my silence.
in my peace of mind.

In my thoughts I don’t rewind.
No words to me can bind.

Words are nothing to me now.
Cannot make me stand,
or make me fall.
To me they do not enthrall.

No need for you to say a word,
no sounds need be transferred.

If too hard for you to follow.
If in words, you must wallow.
Spreading the hopes of fairy tale dreams,
Confusing the heart with new kinds of schemes.

Just try to stop yourself,
close your mouth.
Don’t say a word to me,
you just flee.

Throw all those words to the wind.
Far away from here.
To my heart they won’t adhere.
Let them disappear.

Leave me now.
No pain or sorrow.
Better now,
before tomorrow.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Leave Me.