I am so pleased to announce that my poem, I Breathe in the Ocean, is now available at MasticadoresIndia. Another big thank you to Terveen Gill, and the team at MasticadoresIndia for their support, and for publishing this piece.
I Breathe in the Ocean
is it
so difficult
to grasp
the meaning
of a life
lived upon the…
I would be honored if you would go here and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!
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the day
the secret came,
the rain
was full of cane
sugary sweet,
just like
the imagery
you create
visual astounding,
as my heart
continues pounding,
looking after
the effects
of the love that came
calling, is resounding
to you, me,
and the timeless
freedom we grasp,
when with each other, we seem
full
of a wonder
beckoning us forward,
mirroring the beauty seen
in nature’s preponderance, a dance
in-between, just so…
as we
begin again,
and learn more,
the shore,
like a diamond,
reminding us, of
the connectedness
of the love at our core…
freedom
feels like
water pouring
through my fingers,
gently escaping
the limitations
of a love
from before,
as we transcend
what was,
in favor of
what is to become,
in the future, heretofore
nevermore, only
ever forevermore…
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I watch,
listen,
and learn more,
as the forest
comes alive, and
the
vibrancy
emanating off
the floor,
speaks to me
in a language
never heard before…
light
dancing
with darkness,
as shadows
glow, and speak
of transcendence
leaves fall,
while I sprawl,
and continue
to listen
to two hearts,
intertwined now,
just like two vines,
dancing forevermore
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multicolored
feathers,
reminiscent of
multifaceted
pressures, and
as time passes, we
learn more,
and discover,
the nature
of our belief
in each other, just
as the trees
talk to us
about love lost, wayward
for a time,
now found,
a mirror image
of me, I see,
holding fast
and forever free, in
the
love felt
between
the me,
I see
in you,
and
the you,
I see, in me…
In response to the WDYS #98 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
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troubled times,
filled with ties, tethered,
reminding me
of the weather,
when we
were once together
chosen
to take on
the pleasure,
while you listened
from far away, forever
distant,
hard to grasp, as
we watch
the grown grass
take its time,
reaching
towards the skyline…
will it
make it,
hard to define
the
unimaginable, yet
we find solace
in the curvatures
of the world’s futures
as they
come to fruition,
we pause,
breathe, reflect,
and protect
the actions presence, our
current sentence
as, I
ask
for your hand
again,
while we’re reminded
of the sun,
behind the trees,
hiding from you and me,
yet always present,
like a gift from the seas
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the rising sun
reminds me,
of the
collective setting,
as we
cast our nets
lest we
forget,
the love
we never met…
reflecting upon
the dream,
I’m reminded
of you,
as roots belong to trees,
you, and me,
are one behind the breeze
of a love
filled
with such fervor,
it’s hard to
remember
the temperature
in the room
the day we met
between
the covers, spent
blanketed
in a love
so thick,
it fills the room
with a life of its own
and,
we swoon
recognizing
the futility
of trying
to capture
its essence
in purity
instead,
we simply
agree
to
just be
with
each other,
like we’ll
never have
another night
to spend together,
forever loving…
you come to me
in dreams,
as I wrangle
with my feelings,
and the rocks in my heart,
pull at me one by one…
tales lived,
woven with liquid
dreams, as we continue
to share
ourselves
and seal the seams
with
a love
so rare,
it’s hard
to explain
the affair
yet,
I’m beckoned
again, and again,
to write
what comes up
feeling
like
the mysteries
are ready to jump
straight
from
my heart,
through
my fingers, and
onto
the page
you’re already reading…
trees grow
tall,
and strong
from earthly soil, and
as
they
avail, are
given
guidance,
and strength
from beyond the pale
roots,
dug in deep,
like the veins
running through
you
and me…and,
as
reflection
gives way, a
preponderance
of evidence
comes
forth…
teaching us
of the unity,
and companionship,
between
all living things,
and the me, you see
love
lasts forever,
they say,
watching you,
I believe
in this day,
and silently
wish upon
the beauty found
in the streams
the water
is beautiful,
and clear, as the sky,
a mirror,
intended for
our hearts desire,
clearer
we feel
transfixed
by the sounds…
water
running,
sun shining,
and love in
our hearts,
beating together…
we fly higher,
now, and, forever
weeds feed
my dreams, in a
cavalcade of screams,
while the
majesty in-between, is
just as it seems
rocking back,
and forth
on the porch,
sitting, and
staring at the dead, it dreams
like another reality
altogether, as
birds fly back,
and forth, mirroring
my actions,
without
the necessary transcendence
of being…
felt, not felt,
smothering
like a fleece blanket
on top of
the history
we’ve shared together
recalled,
less enthralled,
I walk towards you
with love in my
heart, stopped,
attracted, less
retracted,
without a stare,
only ever a deeply felt care,
we’ll always share
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