Love Speaks

Listening to the words that can always be heard but often not consciously.





Love Speaks  -  03 Sep 14

That interesting feeling
When you know
That everything is going
The way you want
And all your dreams and hopes
Are coming true

Soul speaks to Soul
Using the same language
That Love speaks
Echoes travel down
And all we hear is
Love speaks





Usualy just a whisper but sometimes a shout to wake you.

Artistry

Sometimes the world can be seen in ways that are invisible to other people.





Artistry  -  02 Sep 14

Paintbrush
Soft
Dipped
Lines of colour
Sketched across cloud
Sun
Draws
Shadows
Across the ground
With pencil tip
We
Dance
Through
Painting of the day
And all our lives





I am honoured to be shown the different ways to see things.

September

This was actually written on the first of the month but what I felt in the air seemed to be setting the weather mood for the month.





September  -  01 Sep 14

September winds
Chill and wrapping around
The sun
Taking his warmth

Leaves beginning to fall
Never changing colour
To something special
Just crispy brown fragments

Tomorrow’s sun
Will not see the leaves
Wind will tidy them away
Ready for the next cascade





Hoping that I am wrong about this weather forecast.

And In My Dreams

This poem was triggered by seeing an almost subliminal image of a tweet on the Twitter stream where someone said something about hunting in the woods, my mind took over and created this.





And In My Dreams  -  30 Aug 14

Through ancient woods
I wander
With a purpose
I hunt
Looking for the place
My dreams were hatched

In a hidden glade
I rest
Surrounded by the woven thoughts
I feel
And in my dreams I find
Where you came into them





This is also a gentle Love song.

I Hear You [Acronym Variant]

This poem started out being an alliterative work but it asked to be changed to something different and so this acronym variant was born.





I Hear You [Acronym Variant]  -  29 Aug 14

In the silence
I hear your
Intimate thoughts directed
Into me

Holding a special thought
Even as we connect
Amethyst images fill
Random spaces in our minds

Yesterday is but a dream
Onward we shall go into
Unexplored worlds




I think that it works rather well.

Dreams Fly

Now just a little Love song.





Dreams Fly  -  29 Aug 14

Come fly with me
Reach for the stars
Our dreams can grow
Watch them fly
Lead us into Infinity




When I said little ~ I meant little.

Path

Another little Love song.





Path  -  28 Aug 14

Following
A well-worn path
I have walked there
So many times
On dark days
Or bright Moonlit nights
I know the path well
For you
Are at the end
Waiting




The simple statement is often the best, this is a little Love song.

Between Words

I am not able to get away from Love songs ~ actually I am happy with this so, off we go with another one.





Between Words  -  27 Aug 14

In the space between words
You hold me as we dance
I hold you in the silence
We created for us
Between the words
Our voices are loud
In the silence and we hear
The most important words
That we never have to say
Because we already know them





I just Love, Love songs.

Star Shadows

Another poem in the "limite surréaliste" sequence ~ I cannot think of any  other way to describe this.





Star Shadows  -  25 Aug 14

Whispers
In the night
Star shadows
Coloured crystals
Reflect in our eyes
Flowers painted
On the sky
Clouds
In the planters
Shadows swallow
The sun
As he whispers
To the Moon





I find it quite fascinating how these poems will flow, seemingly out of "nowhere" and into my mind ... or should that be the other way round?

The Garden

An early morning Love song ~ one to be felt as well as read.





The Garden  -  26 Aug 14

Cool tendrils
Dawn mist
Caresses the trees
Wraps us in her web
In the garden
We held each other
In the warmth
Of our Love
When the sun
Covered us
With his warmth
We still held
Each other
As we explored
The garden





Can you taste the dawn mist?