A Poem ... Spring

Spring

Sunbeams dance in the breeze
Waves of birdsong fill the trees

Flowers bloom with fragrance sweet
Laughter, love and beauty meet

Spring my favorite time of year
Even better when you are near.

A Poem ... Eden Back

Eden Back

Dusty Boots
   Beaten Hat
Western Girl
   Imagine that

Bible Verse
   In Her Heart
Lovely Feeling
   Brand New Start

Children Laugh
   Hug Her Tight
Sunshine Path
   Of Inner Light

Godly Blessed
   Each Passing Day
Eden Back
   Now To Stay

A Poem ... The Sunset

The Sunset

The crow's ragged grating voice
Greets the dawn, not my choice
Harbinger of love or grief
Both spoils of a deceitful thief

Love's crooked path far away
Not traversed in many a day
Grief my only steadfast friend
More gifts to heal and mend

The burden each hour seems to grow
My unsteady steps are faltering slow
This journey will end soon enough
Men used to be made of sterner stuff

Heart beating, breathing ragged gasps
A loving hand my shoulder clasps
Beautiful eyes and delightful smile
Lifts my burden and my trial

Daylight breaks the darkest night
Hope replaces deadened fight
Winding road now arrow straight
I love again, it's not too late

A Poem ... A Lonely Sea

 A Lonely Sea

Black lips and smoldering eyes
Hawk nose, a brilliant disguise
Hushed whispers filled with lies
Each day a deadly surprise

Time moves at different speed
Engulfing all with urgent need
Chaos has sown that demon seed
A universe filled with lonely greed

Progress grinds the beauty down
Fields of flowers now a town
in consumer lust  we slowly drown
A dismal circus without a clown

The chains of life still holding fast
Riding a ship that flees the past
On lonely sea so dark and vast
On lonely sea so dark and vast

A Poem ... The Dish

The Dish

I am attracted to her
  Like a moth to a light
An angel smile
  An urge I can't fight

My love for her 
  Radiates my soul
The Cupid-Ferryman
  Has collected his toll

A willing slave
  To her every wish
If she could just cook
  I would eat this dish.

A Poem: The Peddler

The Peddler

The tribal mask stares at me
Void of eyes, yet can see

The hidden malice radiates out
Fills my heart with dread and doubt

I tremble and plead for my life
He laughs and laughs and takes my wife.

The peddler promised serenity
Not punishment for all eternity

I sink into sleep, that endless lake
The mask waits for me to wake

I can not escape, although I try
I am held forever by his vacant eye.

A Poem: Smoking Sunbeams

Smoking Sunbeams

A gentle breeze calls her name

Asking her, please join the game

Iron fetters hold her fast

Cruelly forged, in the past

Finding solace in a  single voice

Loving child, helps her choice

Gathering strength deep within

A slow dance,  she starts to spin

Pinions rumble chains break free

The world is hers, now to see

Joyous leaps and happy song

Fill the day, and all night long

Smiling at this wondrous start

Smoking sunbeams, warm her heart