The dreams of you, they were my own
And comfort me when I'm alone,
The good I would I cannot do,
Because I'm naughty through and through!
The poets often write of love
As if itself could be enough,
But I'm convinced it will not do
Each time I dream of me... and you!
Who, Me? Frisky?
Summer sizzles scintillate
And casually accelerate
The inner workings of romance and such...
Daily dreams of naughtiness
Can overwhelm the haughtiness
Till suddenly we're lost with just a touch!
The beach invites us near
And so we lose all fear
And in a mad embrace love conquers all!
(What happened next was gerrrrrrrrreat!
But I can't tell you, mate!
Suffice to say that we both had a ball!)
Seasons Have Their Reasons...
Spring leaps forward thus,
Flowers: opened envelopes...
The sun is gentle...
Summer singes flesh,
Tans the surface brown or red,
Beware its power!
Autumn sends winds forth,
Blows as fiercely as the storm,
Therefore walk wisely...
Winter chills the bones,
Ice covers our journey home,
Our fires comfort us...
Twelve months make a year,
Another birthday departs,
Rhymes help us recall...
Writing's A Tonic! (The Poem's Acrostic!)
Writing's a tonic, yes, indeed!
Relaxing to the mind!
In times of stress, in times of need,
To help you to unwind!
In truth, the pen is mightier!
No doubt at all in this...
God knows our meanings must be clear
Succinct won't go amiss!
A gentle word, a piece of prose,
Triumphant themes and more,
Opinions sought, meant to propose,
Not easy to ignore!
I've done my part, this much is true...
Calligraphy's now up to YOU!
When Faith Runs Dry
When faith runs dry in times of stress
And sighs are all that's left,
I reach down deep and pray, 'God bless! '
Although I feel bereft.
Bereft of joy, bereft of hope,
Bereft of inner peace,
I ask the Lord to help me cope,
For troubles seldom cease.
I don't start singing happy songs
Or dancing round the room,
For they won't cure me of life's wrongs
As optimists assume.
It's faith and strength and courage, too,
Not wishful thinking, friend...
His limbs are numb,
In bottom gear...
He's snoring some,
But he can't hear...
He's found new joy
From Alpha waves...
Now sleep he craves...
He needs coffee!
Caffeine's not there...
In Dreamland, see
And gorn all care...
The future's bleak
And black as well,
He just can't tell...
As he wakes up,
Sore neck and back,
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A Real Gem
A classic beauty met my eyes
As if from Roman years
And there she was, so worldly wise,
Adorned with pearls like tears.
With jet black hair to match her dress,
She smiled on my TV,
Exuding humble happiness
For all the world to see.
I watched enthralled yet not at gold
For necklaces and rings,
For she was winsome to behold,
Outshining all these things.
God bless her gently day-by-day,
This girl with twinkling eyes.
I hope God hears these words I pray
Because she's really NICE...
I Have Loved
It is true, I have loved,
About fifty times, I have loved
And each time I have loved,
The more I have loved...
And in you I have loved,
At the most I have loved,
At the best I have loved,
Because you are loved...
And if that isn't love,
As some would call love,
Then they don't know love
And may never know love...
Yet, for me, this is love,
For the one that I love,
For as long as I love,
Near the heart that I love
Of the sweetheart I love...
And you are my sweetheart, my love...
My Cautious Cat Says, 'Take Care!
'It's not that a cat's nine lives to share,
You tell it to scat, so it learns, 'take care'!
Beware Mankind's oft-changing whim,
Else end up dead or dazed or dim!
To land on one's feet is truly clever,
To find refuge from unruly weather,
To hunt, of course, refines one's wits,
But a scaredy cat's just scared to bits!
Nine lives! ? Not quite. Just one alone.
We scratch a living in Man's Twilight Zone.
We 'purr-fect' our skills with each new day,
Smelling the roses along the way...'
The Measure Of Love sung to From Russia With Love
The measure of love, in truth, is this:
To treasure each sigh, close by, then kiss!
I've revelled each girl I yearn,
Just to discern
The measure of love!
Soft embraces, gazes...
In search for one true friend...
Let go... then watching love grow...
Then lips pressed tight, just right,
As if our two hearts said, 'Hello! '
Love prays this is so...
The measure is true in gentlemen...
Right out of the blue! So who knows when?
It's meant to astound you, too...
So you can view
The measure of love!