Poetry Today, Songs Tomorrow

Monthly Archives: April 2014

The touch of your lips
The taste of desire
consumes me
as I reach higher for my dreams
laying with you puts my fears to ease
and my life ought to rejoice
for this day is all we have
tomorrow cannot promise
so let us measure our love
and rule with it til the seas
depth and let us connect
our destinies to unite in the sky
for eternity

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the brook of the meadows flows through
plush, nourished land that is untouched with reason
allowing all faith to surface In these years
building within streams that glow
as soft, irredescent hope
without fears of tomorrow
silence breathes insight into the night
ripples in the water balance the melody, lightly
simply caressing your thoughts
opportunity strokes the beginning of time
and you saunter about this brook
reaching into its depth to envision a life
passed your failure keeping in flight
of your achievements
press into this daylight all that you fight for
and remember to never look back
it is only taking from thee
and praise this song of your destiny
it whispers and engraves in your heart
all the wishes of your life as an art
pouring richness into this castle of prosperity


Wonderful Springtime
Lilies , tulips , daffodils,
Flowers of heaven fill
the air,
With a freshness of such wonder
The thunder and rain of spring
Brings new life, and the trees
Cling to their harmony as the birds sing
And soar above the lands of youth
Honoring the sea of possibilities
Recording passions and testimonies
Of new births and horizons
The colors rising
To the depth of your spirit
As they whisper and sew into the window
Of your soul, take a bow to the grand
God of such blessed books of promise
What a positive escape into the bliss
of life
Be thankful and honor all that you see
For tomorrow may bring
more fortune to thee


I praise thee
such wonder, such care, my thoughts deplete me of despair
you take me to your bosom and relax my state to meditate on thee
approaching the date of grand escapes into a realm of divinity
lays the rock of faith that lay the land of plenty and abundance
whisper in the breeze the harmony that takes me
to places in the sea and your beauty surpasses the mountains and lakes
tell me that this passion plays an important role in my future
hold me and kiss me with bliss so that I may see
how perfect thou art risen in the sky
your son reflects such monumental feelings
how true, how marvelous, my heart is to collect thy treasures of
youth and my pleasures resourcefully praise you


Your kisses lift my dreams and present me with my very own sight
Command me to reach and impel me to search within for this glimpse
Of true happiness that is set by the sun every day and every chance I breathe
Into this chest of harmony that begins my redemption and holds me to a dance of perfection
I marvel at this genuine trust that builds an orchestra stating my plans for this future
Of you and I ,
So complete , so divine
Hold me tonight and send me to the skies
Truly you keep me in the clouds of passion
This tune Is so pure, so blended with the stars and I
Cannot move another step without you touching me
You press in me a matchless content of persuasion
And I contend only with the sun
Wrap me in your love and enchant me for all my days above


The sun surrenders its powers to the wind and fulfills this
Time that stands on its own, never is known by what it lacks
Ever is carefully forgiven in what is left to regret
Harmony in the hour becomes sorts of relish of minutes
Hugging the seasons and keeping close to the breezes
The birds sing in the trees and the butterflies fly high
Choosing to live free and dance in the vines and glory
That define us and challenge us to bring
Our destiny into focus, this depth created by saving grace
Dictates not only our lives but also our pace
And this may complete your tale of this day
But tomorrow holds its own so stay upbeat and neglect your faults
Time does not pardon all, but records memories that accord to gods will


My skills burrow in my soul
Nestled with laughter and sewn into the world of deeds
My destiny pursues its own tools
Some say the best is saved for last
Im here to remark at a glance on my fountain
That endures and sacrifices its best each day
And I cannot rest until the mount of deliverance appears to me
and reaches into the depth of the ocean so blue with the truth of perception
Someday I will write like the fate says to the worksmith
There is never too much sanding or too much perfection
The craft is but an arch of placid dreams and hopes
What is left untouched can be seen tomorrow
Brilliantly holding to the clouds In the sky
And a rainbow of insight settles in my eye
as I decide to possess what lifts me to write again