First Love

It started the first time,
When a simple look
From your brown eyes,
Sent her soul on a road
Not taken.
That was the first time
The waves came crashing,
And the will went raging
Past the saner thoughts.
Walking with side glances
Every time we passed.
Muster your courage,
And mumble your way
Past the insecurities.
Imagine, all the daydreams
Passing by, one by one,
Lasting, while some move past.
First love,
The time
The walls begin to crack.

Night

Oh! My beautiful light
We run past this meadow
Burning past the shadows
That life,
Had pardoned to pry.
Christmas,
Such a beautiful sight,
Angels telling me why,
Past the dark survive,
Unto the holy lie.

The Nutcracker

Happy Holidays everyone! I’ll try post a Christmassy poem, starting at the 1st day of Christmas. Have a merry day 🎄🎄

A wonderful dream
Warps you into a world
Of friends and foes,
Lights and snow,
Flowers and Candies
Dance with them all.

A tale from a hundred, past.
A love that rekindles each wintery squall,
Open your mind
And we shall wander –
Into the land of ethreal wonder.

December

The wind to my soul
Sways with the light
To turn me whole
‘Tis a wondrous night
Of hues – I could elope
With the little star
That holds my hope,
The minds spar
And succumb to a drunken glow
Dear December, may the cheers
Past sunset flow. •

Tree of Life – Light

This starry night
With no snow in sight,
The lights rise
In synchronous tides,
With the tree of life
Taking the center stride.

With no armor
We wander
Past the will ó wisp,
The air all crispy,
Music in the air,
It was a wondrous affair.

Fire 3: Light

This festive season
The crackling rises
In synchronous tides,
Warmth and wonder
Reclaim their stride.
Passing the stories –
With the jolly crowd,
Tap your feet to the aster loud.
Love, my sweet,
The lights are back to town.

Hello

The flashes of light
In the ashen sky,
Like the autumn rain
Connecting the summer tides,
Our eyes meet
And the colors collide;
A simple smile
And the spark glows, alive;
Hello.

The Leaf’s Journey

Go grab your Cello,
Make the music a little mellow;
A twig’s end story, little fellow
Let me begin, with a simple ‘ello!

The wind and water,
Are our pen pals and chauffeurs.
The hard lignin steed,
Remains a loyal one indeed –
As we mutiny at the end of a creek
Breezing past the tangible destiny;
Abandoning the brick walls,
Not stuck in a jam, where gasoline calls,
A mellifluous melody
A subtle harmony;
Green, then yellow,
Make it a loud rubato
The red is here, so the end is near
A dramatic close,
Silence till Spring, I suppose.

Melody

I would recommend listening to Shackleton by Adam Young while listening to this because the poem was inspired by that song. Hope you like it! ^_^

Time to time,
Sway with the drums
The fingers
Whispering through touch
Rhythm rising with each second
The world wound in the whorls
Of petals.
Beyond expectations,
Merging with the skin –
These lawless tunes
Blending with the runes.
Breathe
Together,
Dancing in the summer rain,
Cold and warmth
Vibrating,
Not in vain.
Let’s take it slow
Breathing as one and whole.
Melody
Melding with our soul.

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