Dreaming Through November ~ Virgo’s Gaze

Virgo’s Gaze

I am watching the sun set
Below November trees
So brilliant
They all but eclipse
The sun’s fiery decent.
I have been trying to craft
An ending to an
Uncooperative poem.
And even twilight’s show
Fails to inspire me.
With a frustrated sigh
I look up and find myself
Under the intense gaze
Of the Virgo sitting opposite me.
He tilts his head and says;
“You look fetching when
You are lost in thought”.
Maybe it was the timbre
Of his voice
Or the sunset reflected in
His eyes
But magickally
Inspiration found me
And I thanked him with
An unguarded smile,

B.J.H. November 2013
~~ Thank you M.J.G. for that compliment. ~~

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Friends…… the small things they do.. can last a lifetime

::My Dearest::
 
You’ve heard me laugh
You’ve felt me cry
You’ve watched as my world has crumbled
You’ve seen me dream
You’ve seen me fly
And you have been there when I stumble
Through all the years and hours and words
you have stayed a loyal friend
I know you dream of us forever
But for now we must remain only friends
I know we had a dream of two
And some where we lost our way
Even when our words were angry
Friends we have always stayed
I love you still and I will always be near
If ever you should lose your way
And maybe that dream of two
Might come back to life one day
 
©09.12.04
Bonnie Jean Higgins/All Rights Reserved
~Written for my dear friend Paul D. Aronson and published Author ~

Rainbows on the Shore

Indigo sky Outer Banks

::On Ocean Waves::

Ocean waves caress the shore

Pushed by a kiss from the wind

Shadow lovers embrace in the brine

Tasting salt on the others lips

Stormy sky’s don’t last long with Clyde

Orion shoots his wishing stars in a sky

I have never seen

Shadows lovers walk the sand after a rough day ashore

Shells and sea glass

Endless sand

Nothing at all compares to this

Until

Clyde shows me the rainbow

Kissing the ocean.

B.J.H.

December 1, 2o11

Happy Holidays Clyde

love

Marisol

Clyde s Rainbow

Two Months and Going Strong

:: Our Dog Blue::

I chose it because of the cobalt

Color of the bottle

Because it had a half moon on the label

It tastes pretty good as far as wine goes

It should be called My Dog Blue

I am drinking it alone

I stopped drinking about two months ago

But

This bottle is for a special occasion

After two days lost to uninvited inturptions

I am toasting this occasion

Sleepy eyed Clyde smiles

Our Dog Blue

B.J.H. May 30 2011

the marisol poems…

the marisol poems….