Suspension

 
 Tidbits of a Tuscan colored sun
 Adorn the wintry gray horizon
 Beset by a most dividing pall haze   
 As ghostly clouds and wild fog  
 Chase one another in mere silence  
 Providing them rhythm and reason  
 True to life and their own nature  
 I strive to rediscover for myself  
 Since absence of loves presence  
 I’ve transformed into loneliness  
 And became too accustomed to  
 These caustic cold breeze kisses   
 Playing havoc on my numb cheeks                       
 Liken a tall oak tree, overburdened  
 Dew can still seep down my face   
 Transplanted in some remote forest  
 For all the broken, lost or unwanted
 Where few visit or care of recovery
 Caught between life and hibernation
 My frayed heart awaits... rejuvenation
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2021
 
 
 
 
 
 

Ruminations





 Knowledge of your existence, robs me  
 As I gave chase to what appeared graspable  
 But now I sit, replaying mirrored images  
 On a phantom screen in my quiet mind  
 While simultaneously looking past it all
 As reality dances on a harmonious thread   
 And like well hidden secrets in the breezes   
 I watched a murderous cloud slip off
 Into a scarlet swirl over an aquatic horizon
 Far beyond even what I might imagine   
 As I melted into moments of stalled time  
 Where I listened much more attentively  
 Deciphering those wandering whispers
 Left behind in the wake of lost prayers  
 Like unknown questions seeking answers   
 Then I faded back into the poised shadows
 That grew longer by the passing minutes  
 Realizing,  like a refraction upon a moon
 You’ll always be a mirage kind of love
 Promising- but forever out of… my reach  
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020  

If-

 If I was worth  
 Quiet evening of simple things
 Wouldn’t you be here  
 Doing just that by now?
 
 If I was worth  
 Your amazing inspiration  
 Wouldn't you be here
 Doing just that by now?
 
 If I was worth  
 Intimate walks along the ocean
 Wouldn’t you be here  
 Doing just that by now?  
 
 If I was worth  
 Time for casual conversation
 Wouldn’t you be here
 Doing just that by now?  
 
 If I was worth  
 A hearty meal laced in laughters  
 Wouldn’t you be here  
 Doing just that by now?  
 
 If I was worth  
 Your unbiased understanding
 Wouldn't you be here
 Doing just that by now?  
 
 If I was worth  
 Your earnest warm embrace
 Wouldn’t you be here  
 Doing just that by now?   

  If I was worth 
  Making mistakes and forgiveness
  Wouldn't you be here
  Doing just that by now?  
 
 If I was worth  
 Anything for you to hold onto  
 Wouldn’t you be here  
 Doing just that by now?  
 
 If I was worth  
 Being loved honestly by you  
 Wouldn't you be here  
 Doing just that by now?  
 
 Where are you… now?  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020  
 
 
 
 

That one

 She’s a denizen of my soul   
 That distracted train of thoughts
 That echo of my heartbeats
 That whisper that gets me lost
 That wildflower of ethereal aroma  
 That intertwined flesh of comfort  
 That lays with me in quiet dreams
 That queen over all my darkness  
 That gentle voice of sweet serenity
 That reality eluding my grasp
 That seductress of my divine body
 That healer of all my fragile past  
 That keeper of my timelessness  
 That lucid notion of epic beauty
 That welcoming beating heart
 That calls me her only citizen 
 That light guiding my pathway   
 That missing piece of loves presence  
 That home- still left… unfound  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020  
 
 

Heartfalls

 The river below has slowed its flow
 Covering its banks at night in fog 
 Geese are passing through 
 Winter must be coming
 The sun has waned in its duty  
 Winds have stopped whining
 Solace is seeking its rest again  
 And you know, I was almost used to  
 Sitting here alone- in my silence
 Recognizing my predicament    
 But like a rogue freight train  
 You- became a loud summer glint  
 As if a lost whisper returning   
 Reflecting, living so wildly free   
 And in that way, you brought me hope
 Oh the mountain trembled, a bit
 I hadn't felt that in such a long while
 It was an unsuspecting rush  
 Flushing through my whole body  
 You were waking the sleepy me up
 From a complicit dream of slumber  
 And you always seemed to know
 Exactly what's on my mind
 In much so- sometimes I wondered  
 If you were just some fragment
 Of myself, lost to a past life   
 Or perhaps, its wandering ghost  
 Trying to tell me something  
 Something, that I may have forgotten  
 Something, I’m yet to discover  
 I have no idea- truth be told  
 What you’re really think or believe   
 You hide now, a shadow, inside your life
 Slowly going further away from me
 Someplace I can’t see or be  
 And now, suddenly somehow
 You’ve become part of the mystery  
 That kept me in this distance
 Just when I'm getting that feeling
 Of wholeness, was still possible
 It seemed I was on the cusp  
 Of learning- a great something
 That’s now getting lost  
 Inside all passing moments  
 While I’ve been pushed down
 From my grand summit of old   
 Left to sit in my silence once again
 Where time alone taught me  
 Between the slides and heartaches  
 Was what I finally came to realize, is   
 We’re just colliding mountainside mirages
 That broke free from our life… for a second  
 
  Poet of the Light © 2020 
  We are crumbling pyrite...    
 
 

Ageless

Under familiar skylines   
 Where waves do linger  
 Standing on the shore  
 Of our lost yesterdays  
 Without any thought  
 And from time to time  
 Liken a child catches  
 Sweet blown kisses   
 I grasp out at the wind
 And listen carefully  
 Hoping that I’ll find
 One of your whispers
 Love of your heart has  
 Sent out just for… me  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020  
 
 

Unsuitable

 They were bright colorful threads  
 Emitting from the core of my soul
 But you strained them all beyond
 Their fraying strength; they broke
 Until they were jumbled fragments  
 To you, they were merely words
 You converted into a big joke
 And my heart, a laughing stock  
 Causing my love to easily loosen 
 That grip of that fabric, you were
 One little simple stitch at a time
 Dragging along, as unwantedness
 In dirt and far behind, your shadow
 Then fallen off and away I stayed  
 Becoming lost from your… forever  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020  

At play

 Beset in a human type of spindrift
 Silent acts of flapping, fleeting caws  
 Dawn gently melts away a rolling fog
 As night temptingly slips off it’s drape
 I feel on my skin the chilly air, breathe
 As my weary mind wanders aimlessly
 To recall all of your missed touches
 Spoken words of love and their hope
We are those children no more, sadly 
 Angelical face of such sweet promise
Gone now, there- beyond that great pall  
 Shivers race feverishly through my soul  
 And I further wonder again to myself;
 Would you return, if you really could,
 To me, my heart, my arms as it once was,  
 Or would you remain- my lost forever?
 Oh how my tears even fear your thoughts
 And reluctantly fall- away from me too
 Now only my shattered dark emotions
 Will share their seasons… without you
 
Poet of the Light © 2020  

Key

 Possibilities collide  
 Against probabilities
 Paradox of night and light  
 Melding all at once, all while   
 Maintaining their individualism    
 Still she comes on like a scent
 Unseen but ever present  
 Unlike the wind or a ghost  
 Over those thousand of miles
 In her secret deliverance
 And like a dew drop- on blade    
 She’s always on the cusp
 Of falling- once again in love
 But she resists at the last second    
 She’s a perfect broken angel
 That has crashed landed
 Beyond the torn fringes of love  
 Looking for an unknown hero   
 To mend her heart’s wings   
 I can feel her, center of my soul  
 Even her tears drown me
 From time to time in silence  
 When she's lost all control   
 And at the edge of our escape  
 She glitters like my last hope  
 Till she leaves me cold and- alone   
 Lost between my lucid dreams  
 And the realm of harsh reality
 Without her, I’ll never be… free  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020   
 
 
 
 
 
 

Squandered

 I got married very young  
 Divorced nearly as quick  
 Then married impulsively
 Trying to rekindle a love
 That was lost to time past 
 Both my wives failed me
 In hindsight and honesty
 I know I failed them too
 I- just don’t really know 
 Who failed who… first!  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020