A Poet's Haven

the morning camewith a grey mist a morning dove’ssoulful renditionto its absent love echoed throughthe misty skyin a chillingmanner they struggledto drive away the chilly mistof this Autumnday as frecklesfell from theHeaven’s one by oneto the sound of themorning mist drop by dropfalling fromleaf to leaf a freckleseekingfreedom casting it’ssoul to theHeaven’s from thedust ofStar’swe…

I set and listened to the gentle rhythm flow from ivory keys and the strum of strings. As I thought of Summer rains, cloudless skies, and starry nights. And when my eyes found you. My head and my heart began to dream and share their view’s of you. Even argue over fate and kindred spirits,…

friends some oldmany new gentle soulsaged onto beauty sharing momentscaptured in prose unlocking memorieslike blissful sonnets serenades of lovedancing throughour souls vicariously revealedin poetic license though dried and agedthe scent remainslocked into memories our hearts openour poetry shared#poetry, #friendships

a music boxwoke me froma beautiful dream she was surroundedby maids in waiting all dressed alike she was lying downnot feeling well we kisseda long andpassionateembrace my mindentrenchedoverwhelmed lost in herexotic scent awed by theflawlessbeauty deep brown eyesthe color of her hairsilky complexion music pulling me away feet on the flooreyes of her familiar as…

with each strokea shape emergesvague imagesdeep withinthe soul each layer createsthe depths thatmimic thesoul a blending ofshadowswithin thelight colors not realmere imagesof minutevariance time lostto eternity a souls journeyinto an imageleft in a singleplane dimensionsconverging within a minds eyeas each one whatthe other misses as palettesspeak andsouls listen #love, #soulmates, #waves/frequencies

long ago in the time of manwhen chivalry reigned sorcery battled to and frodragons and unicorns filled the land a lady was honoredand virtues were kept a sword in stonea lady of the lake fate was chosen by birthlives ruled by incantation jousting with feastinground table and empty chairs the fabled grailquest ruled the heart…

Spanish moss dances in the gentle breeze a single palm frond trembles in it’s rhythm the cool autumn breeze caresses the tree tops as a leaf falls a dragonfly hovers fighting the gentle breeze dew drips from here and there sparkling droplets on swaying leaves like pixies dancing in the golden rays as a leaf…

an endless grey on a sunless morn the mist clings like honey upon ones fingers elephant ears hang low sated in the tears of the angels as if a painter had lost his mind with the color purple for the banks be awash in splotches both wild and free rocks gurgling by as the deep…

in the silence of the city at sleep in the rhythm of the falling rain it’s tempo amidst the echo of beats from cobblestone’s to zebra crossings a music to the ears hidden within the splashes of puddles written in the barren sand recorded dimples to its rhythm roaring waterfalls from the lips of sewer’s…

I closed my eyes and listened A maestro appeared baton in hand With a sweeping of his hands A drum roll began the sound seemed far away with a growing intensity It seem like a gazillion triangles being struck in union The rhythm and tempo ebbed and flowed in great beauty The cymbals followed very…