Poetry Today, Songs Tomorrow

Monthly Archives: August 2014

In popular demand are apple green trees, lilies, and lollipops

that keep us in tune with the plans of heaven

as wishing in a well could make it so then gladly

take me to this dream where happiness streams

through every wish, compel me

to this place that exists as I bind my next breadth

give me this vision of hope that floats freely

engaged in a movement that delivers unity to the sea of divinity

yearning in desire to enchant a destiny

slightly embraces a harmony that was founded in precision within

the grips of heavenly hands, dedicated to weaving

brilliance into the blanket that comforts our souls

keeping precious moments, courting memories, holding together this

fountain that pours into genesis, enabling little diamonds to form

of life nestled deep inside the heart bordering

the wellspring of love to continue giving everlasting peace

dwelling beneath the threads that give us our very warmth

allows to settle our many feats that meet with greatness


The borders of heaven come down and live within this sunset
an ending day murmurs sentiment, falling from the angels wings that drip
with silver wishes and flutter in the wind falling to be dedicated with each
breath that unleashes divine lace and weaves its own beauty
introducing our very own color pallet to our dreams, guiding us with pure inspiration
that believes in this power that possesses each caress of love, unique yet bare, to be free
resounding in all the brilliance that is laid before us as we dance in glory
to the height of this honorable day that will live no more than a memory
tucked away in our minds following the well of wishes
that are enlisted for the next day to kiss us in our sleep
goodnight


See how the stars emulate perfection in the sky
beyond beautiful today
shining their effervescence as a landscape from my dreams blossoming
In our hearts, lays each bursting with memories tugging at our souls of insight
grasping this genuine flutter that fosters all precious desires
yearning, as if a fire exploding, to rejoice at this moment as if cured by hand divine
from an illness that spoke into the darkness sighting
this sea that captures all tears reminding
me that this breaking point that rides
the deepest wave, also rests as the sun falls to the west hiding
the pains that once deceived my eyes
offering peace to settle and to also define
as bridging our heavens with
thus gate of joy encapsulating true happiness
that teaches me to sing in the hour because I am forgiven