Dream Flight

This poem was inspired by a night blessing from my friend June who said, "the new moon shines not to earth but to space...taking our dreams way out there..." It didn't take long for this little poem to be born.





Dream Flight - 21 Nov 09

She whispered an incantation
Gently, quietly, in my ear
She rested her hand on my heart
And we took flight
Our dance took us
Between the stars
To follow our dreams
In their flight






Thank you June for your inspiration.

Remembering

A new poem just arrived here, say hello...





Remembering - 19 Nov 09


Remembering
The firelight glow
On a cold winter evening
As we sat and dreamed
Together

Remembering,
What we did do
What we will do
No difference,
Time plays a game

Remembering
Wine as dark as night
Gently prod the fire
Into full life and feel the warmth
Feed the body, feed the soul

Remembering
How we were, who we were
Who we are
Letting the warmth of the memory
Add to the fire's heat

Remembering
Our dreams yet to come
When we walk along
The shores of summer
Hand in hand





Another dream...

Holding Me

In a change of mood today, I present a love song - it sneaked up on me while I was actually doing something else and I took pleasure in setting it down here.





Holding Me - 16 Nov 09

Moment by moment,
You hold me in your hands
Caressing, loving
Soothing my aches
Easing my fears
Loving

In all the moments,
I have felt your energy
Surrounding me
Touching me
Holding my soul
To yours

Our moments fill eternity,
And eternity is in all our moments





I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I did writing...

Silvered Tongue

Another poem which grew suddenly after I 'heard' the whispering...





Silvered Tongue - 15 Nov 09

Whispering
Caressing my ear
With her voice,
Playing with memories
That should be left alone

Maybe

A long forgotten door
Creaks open
And her light shines in,
I had forgotten the way
She could manipulate me

Untrue

The dreams she created
For me...and her...
Were only that,
No real substance
I didn't care

Liar

She knew the power
Of her words upon me
But still she spoke and whispered,
Little words controlling me
But I am immune now

Wrong

Like a puppet
I dance to her command
Smooth words uttered carelessly,
Pulling my strings
To make me move

Tears





I swear that some of my poems come from other lives - I have known several people who fit this poem in parts but none of them are in my current life

Winter Longing

Another new poem which grew almost fully-formed to rest here.





Winter Longing - 12 Nov 09

Drifting through the afternoon
Wondering where the day went
Wondering where you went
When you left me

Watching the last leaves
Drift from the branches
Into the grey of the day
Landing in puddles fed by the rain

Feeling the sadness of the closing year
Feeling the potential of the coming year
Hoping that you will be with me
To share the love and joy





Inspired entirely by the dark afternoon...

Dolphin Love

This poem was born in the late hours of yesterday.






Dolphin Love - 09 Nov 09

Around me
Above and below
And within
As I move
Beneath the surface
Of my dreams

She came to me
Circling and calling me
Inviting me to dance
Pressing against me
Holding me tightly
In her thoughts

I reached out
And our souls touched
And kissed
Mingled, wrapped
In each other's
Warm embrace





A warm "Thank you" goes to Laura who sent me a Twitter message incorporating the phrase 'Dolphin love' - when I read that, the poem just grew.

I had been waiting for a poem which would include my pod-mate and now...

Watching, Waiting

After a break, partially enforced and partially chosen, I return with a new poem - born this day...





Watching, Waiting - 08 Nov 09

Watching, waiting,
Remembering
Wondering when you will return
To me
You have been away
For too long and I miss you
And your touch

My lonely days
My lonely nights
Too long have I felt this way
Wondering if the new day
Will bring you back
To my arms

My vision is blurred
By a tear




I think that this poem is another of my ancient memories, not of this life but some other; I seem to be carrying a lot of sadness from those periods in my many lives.

November Storms

Last night's weather was rather wild...





November Storms - 04 Nov 09

Moon and cloud
In equal measures
Paint the sky and ground
With rain and silver.
Wind hurls drops,
Mingled with ice,
At my window

So glad I'm inside
The wind is jealous
Trying to join me





I felt it was necessary to mention the sounds which kept me alert in my office before I actually went to bed, rather fun listening to the noises at the window behind me.

She Is...

This poem has just been born, it surprised me with the speed of delivery - it was even faster than usual.





She Is... - 29 Oct 09

She watched me
In my private place
When I wasn't aware
She was there

She touched me
In a way that left no fingerprints
But shared her memories
With me

She breathed me
And I felt a gentle breeze
Across my brow
And on my cheek

She kissed me
Her lips brushed mine
And I felt her love
In my heart

She loved me
The warmth of her presence
Was a fire in my body
And my soul





I feel this is one of my more powerful images, what do you think?

Talking in Your Sleep

This is another of the poems from a few years ago, I do recall the event that triggered the creation but, in the spirit of the poem, I shall not divulge this.





Talking in Your Sleep - 11 Nov 00

Inspired by the words
You spoke in your sleep
That night so many moons ago

I sit up past the midnight hour
Shaping the words that form
In my mind to lay them on the page

And in the mellow darkness
Surrounded only by the music
Coaxed from the strings of a guitar

Layer upon layer the words I place
Between the lines
Wandering across the page

Until, like some tired wanderer,
They lay down to rest
And become ensnared by my pen

Now for you to read
And ponder upon the hidden meanings
Of my random thoughts




This poem has a slightly different feel to my usual offerings, I hope you like it.