Continuations

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I’d be observant- after all

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I never thought I’d notice

Absence of footsteps echoes

Like when we walked together

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And who would’ve known,  

What magic a scent truly holds

Especially, after it’s long gone

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But those phantom touches

Are too real on my erupted skin

So, there must be- something

Besides my broken imagination

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I swear, I can almost hear

Your voice whisper my name

Just as the daily sun … sets

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Dusty bayous

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  Some of the best moments

I’ve endured this life with

Came in a timing of their own

In a fashion, to be remembered

Like a sweet tantalizing sunset

As a most welcomed cool breeze

Swiftly gushes over steep waters

Overcoming a recent heat spell

You embodied them all for me

Affirming to believers like myself

The mystical powers beyond us

Do share their charitable mercy

But- I’m still struggling with

Your entire and abrupt… absence

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Poet of the Light © 2022

Silent crush

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Let me, most innocuously   

Blend into the mountainside

Like a blade within tall grasses

Not too tall or short, pale, or dark

That surrenders to gentle hands

Of a caring, attentive disposition

Caressing even my inner essence   

Let me- if you should really dare

Bask in seasonal warm weather

Before and after cool brief showers

Long before bold stary nights fall

So, I can childishly gaze for hours

In wonderment of our universe

As if I’m falling into … your heart

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Asynchronous

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You come to me, in thoughts

Micro-glimpses or expressions  

Touches, like an unseen breeze

In that so fashionable- youness

A zephyr in a mystical presence  

From the very day you born

As of late, too often, I stumble

Inside this existence shadowing me

Throughout this stuck of a circle

And as the world turns itself by

Like the sun, moon, and yesterdays

None of which I command or catch  

Factually I’m an unknown witness

In a tragic period of my own …life

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Poet of the Light © 2022

Tapestry

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There’ll be times I feel beset

To an antiquated water wheel

Performing cursory cartwheels

As a cold river steals my energy

And I rarely recognize this life

My environment has so changed

Shadows are like tumbleweeds

As daily skylines get conflated

Amongst distant foggy mountains  

Their gentle silence; estrangement      

One’s soul-soothing song- absent

As ambient colors bleed in greys   

Oh! Late wishes, I’d known sooner   

Palatable choices I’ve…left unmade

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Poet of the Light © 2022         

Ageism

Breathtaking moments; absent

Wonderers of the world; average  

And my daydreams have waned

While hope fleeted into silence

Promised horizons; fog riddled

Colors became a dull ignorance

Life, like me, is losing meaning

In life’s envelope and surrounds         

It’s cruelty to learn our greatest

Resides ageless within our past           

To have come so far, yet so short        

In the little time, we’ve inherited     

To lose everything of any value  

After we understand…what matters

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Poet of the Light © 2022  

Buoyancy   

Inimical nights replace my sleep  

I wander out aimlessly- alone

Into a fog of a twilight morning

I sit in a mother’s wispy silence   

Along the edge of calm waters

Where heaven and I connected

And much to my soul’s delight

Living and longing have merged

Her reflective image comes to life

Her smile, laughter, and words

Soft and ever so clearly gentle

Like beats of a hearts whisper

Tranquility soothed my emotions                     

Conduits of love remain… unbroken      

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Poet of the Light © 2022

Begotten  

I was made like a rouge snowflake

Beneath the silence of a grey skyway

Drifting further on faint amber sun rays

Slowly falling- like love naturally does

I’ve been to hear and there and back

But too often I always got sidetracked

And all I ever was yet remains lost

Along the meandering way, I came

Just as if it was laid in place, for me  

Where I am now, I’ve never been before

But sometimes I want to go backward

To someplace warm, worn, and familiar

I was created out of your heart’s dream

I was born from your tear… into light

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Poet of the Light © 2022

The unrest

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Like a surprising fall from a ship

Then grasping at straws in prayers

As we tread the onslaught of waves

Churning the undertow of currents

Only to wash upon stranger shores

Once safe, disappointment sets in       

Finding I’m beset to where I am

Reluctant acclimation hovers over       

As I watch daily suns rise then fall      

But I’m not sensing an inherent life   

Here, where I currently do reside

And yet I see no other viable offer

But I feel this calling deep within

That only comes from…one’s home

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Poet of the Light © 2022