Meet me on the bridge at noon?
I will wait until sundown
If you're late I'll walk alone
Than have someone to fill those shoes
Meet me
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Category Archives: Poetry blog
The unfinished work
Here's to unfinished
Work of art
Begging to converse
Tease of drip of acrylic
Poised end of brush
Imagination fills places
Where longing left off
Blank space...
Giving
Neither up nor in
Constant as the sun
Giving vibes of life
Warmth and light
Though sparks, fire ignite
So too, my heart
Twilight
Darkness evaporates
Into morn
Dreams dissipate
Plans borne
Days began with a shake
From my bunk
To swing a sextant
On the bridge wing
Eyes fixed on
Horizon and stars
Now her warmth bleeds
Into my eyes
Setting my heart
On fire once again
Soak
Confidently, I play
Right on her doorstep
Knowing full well
She is often somewhere
Else with someone else
I soak in the presence
Pacific Gulls and seals
Fitness freaks and
Dogs on leash
But mainly, the presence
Of myself
Still standing
Under the wire
Rumination of swallows
Looking down on me
What a push over
If heaven were a song
This day plays repeat
In the quiet hours
Of my memory
Unfathomable beauty
Torn between keeping
Surface undisturbed vs
Diving right in
Instead I gaze
Every passing day
Looking beyond reflection
Still waters run deep
Making waves
When we meet
A standing wave
Between two tidal streams
Going different ways
Shine
Though loyalty shone
Like the morning sun
Some chose to close
The blinds to it
Heart
Treasure the friend
Whom you met
In the heart
Of the storm
Even if you never
See them again
Count the stars of heaven 