Listen to snowfall
The hush all around
The sound of a voice
Sings soft in my ears
Calling days lit with wonder
Fears felt between
As the years
Grow together
Again
A snow squall of memories
Blanket this dream
Where you are the voice
Settling slowly
Drifting in the wind
Soft footsteps fade
into the shimmering
Light
Shadows growing longer
into starlit
frozen skies
I would wait forever
now is all I have to keep
for musings of the heart to be
the dreams return from sleep
What have we lost
on this journey
into being
or gained without consent
even wonder
at the way
life interceded without asking
and still we hope
Prayers for healing
all the while what is wasted
are the words we didn’t see
the light in your eyes
the breath of summer wind
warming the skin
as if wrapped by a lover
trees weeping as autumn
When was the last time The mirror spoke the truth Quicksilver satin lines In shallow dimensions A cloud of unkwowning Sinking beneath the tides Simple seasons seem to tell us of our fate Sight unseen to eyes Journeys through the looking glass Let her heart believe the lies she comes to know; There is only make-believe within the light of day The circles ever round about Where hearts come out to play Only essence still in time Takes the sinner home Lost in some embarrassment as if we may have known There is no other way to keep the truth Of some forever never been The sacred trust forgotten with the world within this dream Take my heart for it is yours My days are not my own The light surrounds this side of heaven Where destiny as falling waters sealed the words forever writ into the stone
This thing following me everywhere I go running and still it haunts My every move Even in clouds On rain splattered streets I am haunted By this fellow Darkness in the light of the moon Unveils the source of my fears To be transparent Would allow Too much for the world to see Myself could not remain Should the light pass through Revealing my all!
Still the night
rings in morning vapors
rising as a songbird
waiting on the wind
listens for the echo
her eyes search
every treetop
for the plume
of a lost lover
watching nature
gently rising
in a spring of
love's new season
ears surely hear
voices
of angels
ringing
in forest temples
a choir of memories
(reflections)
ripples on water
leaving shadows
living still
as tears washed
in kentucky blue
painting colors
of the day
Wishing all of you the very best of health, happiness, and sharing joy with those you love this Mother’s Day. – gfs
There is only love
Does the ear hear the truth
Or make up a lie about itself
Am I worthy of this
Surely others deserve more
So much time has passed
Days filled with unspoken tears
Fountains adorning monuments
To broken hearts
Promises and dreams
Rose gardens in winter
Sun fading low in the sky
Shadows frozen beside our lives
How can all this be
Look beneath the glare
The water’s flow has hidden
All the holding on
To dreams in summer sun
Green fields and wild flowers
Lavender touching the sky
Reaching into the heart
Filling her with promises
Letting the light reveal
All there ever was
Uncovering uncertainty
With memories of love
how can the sun
be setting in violet haze
reminding us of leaving
of long goodbyes
standing in the wind
waves washing over
the shorelines of our lives
still the distance sings
in echoes long forgotten
words in falling leaves lay drying
under autumn limbs
giving up their color
to eyes reflecting memories
of some long ago embrace
returning ever after seasons
here together lost in time
feeling warmth with our reason
hands still held in memory
knowing portals lie beyond
still believing answers told
searching for a long road home
there is no other way to go
no other dream to find alone
the movements of a love we shared
and sleeping left to find
the truth within us lost without
between the heartbeats counting all
the minutes and the hours
grandfathersky 