Clouds on water

‘Reflections’ – Photo by gfs

there are times
when distance melts
under clouds
drifting between us

light is our only source
of days spent waiting
for nightfall
and loves embrace

our hours spent
like those clouds
drifting in pools
reflecting the sky
and waves
ripples on water

why question love
knowing it is
between each beat
of the heart
our beginning
our always
ever after

Clouds


days are swirling
like canyon rivers
rushing from a storm
a thousand miles
of muddy water
silt settles in veins
of silver left for ages
in plain sight
undiscovered

why do clouds
block the sun
or blue swirls simmer
in shadows of a noon day
where love recalls
the weeping willow
and a riverbed
sleeping in the light
beside her

has the sky parted
or a veil of vapor
undone by the wind
left us alone
under its spell
holding our hearts
in the timeless dream
always tempted
to return to love

tears of glass

Tears of Glass

part of all there ever was
rings between the me and you
dreaming into this creation
what believing never knew

sands shifting into days remembered
lies were told against the grain
the ebony that fades in daylight
as memories come round again

from summer days and winter fires
embers cooled and swept away
grace the garden greening over
where willows whisper to the day

of hands once holding onto moments
days and times now come to pass
a songbirds tune rolls through my ears
and down my cheeks in tears of glass


Image: http://volcanoartcenter.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/Darren-Goodman-Natures-Gold.jpg

Sandpipers

Sandpipers

Standing in a tidal pool
In sea shells and foam
Golden sunlight
Seabirds call overhead
And Sandpipers
Dances in the ebb
And flow
Of hearts come here
To wander
Some alone
Or hand in hand
Every one a shadow
On shifting sand

Dunes flowing
Sea grass swirling
Behind fences
And sandcastles
Built in a dream
Left to the wind
And the waves
To the flowing
Of time
That lives
Beyond the sea
Beneath horizons
Becoming some tomorrow

Waves wash in
And wave goodbye
Like driftwood
Never standing still
Present tense
And past time spent
Are memories of love
Life fulfilled
Forgotten till
Clouds drift into blue
As thoughts of sometime
Meant to be
An ever after dream


Photo by gfs – Myrtle Beach, SC