A Poet's Haven

an ashen mist slowly burned away the blissful rays of light filtering through the canopy nebulous shadows dance amidst the fallen leaves a tranquil breeze bringing fragrances from the heavens her laughter drifting echoing through the misty eyes of past tears a scantily clad figure twirled and bowed to an avian accord her toes graceful…

As the rain fell from the heavens Striking leaves as if the keys upon a piano A rhythm always changing Like the ripples upon a pond Trees begin to dance Warming up in the gentle breeze Erupting into a frantic freestyle Were sanity escapes Wave upon wave of driving rain A maddening rhythm of chaotic…

hours turned into days buried in the mind of a forgotten authoress a prosy of descriptive passion a vivacious depiction of unrequited love, a colloquy of fictional affairs in vivified prose imprisoned in her world in the caste of despair burning passions vicariously created imposed sanity upon a brilliant mind lost in the dust upon…

there’s a lonely whistle blowing somewhere down the tracks it set my tears a flowing as the moonlight takes me back through all those empty years all of my tomorrows are blowing somewhere down those tracks that lonely whistle blowing walks me gentle through the years back to when I let you go as I’m…

Grand Father why are you crying I remember it well twas the time of the budding Moon when the trees awaken from their long Winter nap it was then that our eyes first met I remember it well those moonlit nights we strolled along the lake and watched the Sun rise as it danced in…

I heard her voice as I stood alone Looking out upon the sea Amidst the crashing waves and the noise of Gulls and diving birds The voice of the woman I have known throughout hundred’s of lives The voice of the woman I have loved through more nights than all the Stars in Heaven The…

a simple glimpse that corner of the eye it began enthralled with each breath enamor with each beat lost to an enchanting beauty captured by a mere portrait unable to quell a burning desire ignited passion seconds linger as this sensuous image slowly smolders her eyes kindle a flame deep within silence engulfs the heart…

I find her in the silence She is there within my thought’s Each and every time I looked into those beautiful eye’s I am captivated as I was the first time Ever so slowly her dimples emerge Within the beauty of her smile From the depths of my soul My senses inhale the beauty of…

standing there posed so true her finery at ankle’s depth glistening in dew hand now wet layer depths unfolded scents memories unfold from closed eyes moments shared stored in bytes of scented beauty in naked beauty #rose, #flower, #scent On a morning bike ride, I came across an old rose bush still in bloom, stripped of leaves…

I close my eyes and see through the eyes of another. The object of his obsession, perhaps I am seeing an unfinished canvas covered in a shade of brown fading towards the center. A portrait done from memory. Her head is tilting down, and a little to the left. Her eyes are closed her eyelids…