~ The tide goes to the shore,
With each breath you take,
Steady, peaceful sleep.
And I wish I could share it with you.
Alas, I am waltzing with my demons this night.
Your face is so peaceful,
Like the serenity of a summer song.
And well, I am
That ocean that toils and churns,
Never sleeping, ever moving.
And I wonder what dreams you are dreaming,
As I sit here in the candlelight
And watch you sleep. ~
I write to you
But the words are never right
I start and stop
And throw away page after page
My heart is full of emotions
My mind is a kaleidoscope of pictures
And I, A POET!
Cannot find the words to express them
I will never stop my quest
To capture the perfect words
That express what I feel in my soul
And see when I close my eyes
I offer you a few simple words
I love you……
Dedicated to certain Scorpio… I adore you P.J.C.
Meet me by the wooden bridge Meet me as twilight falls Carry with you a single white rose And I shall wear the colors of fall.
Meet me in my dreams Meet me just past midnight Carry with you a candle And I shall wear a gown of white.
Let us escape to dreamland Let us enjoy our enchantment Let us embrace our fantasy Let us partake in destiny.
Meet me by the wooden bridge Just at the edge of the wood Meet me just past twilight my love Listen for the sound of my flute Carry with you a single white rose And I shall wear the colors of fall Meet me on a winter’s night And claim me as your own.
Take Me home
Back to the quiet of the forlorn
I will dance in midnight meadows
Alone with moonlight and my sleepy shadows
living life is much to hard
Facing reality will leave you with scars
So I will dip in darkened streams
And I will fly on dark blue wings
My sleepy shadows take me home
To the quiet world of the forlorn.
I have to admit it is a bleak evening
My brain is fuzzy
As well as my hands.
Clyde and cotton candy
Keep breaking into my thoughts
It was bound to happen
The November nightmares
And arctic winters
Of the past two years
Are Clyde’s creation
A natural PTSD