Waiting still

Silver moss listens

For the approaching footfalls

As love on the wind …

Words in Silence

Come to me said she
Words in silence spoken still 
Echoes sweet refrain 

“Porch Swing” – Park-McCollough House, Bennington VT (photo by gfs)

Reisling

Abundant hillsides
Let life ferment in cellars
the earth remains still

Bernkastel, Germany – photo by gfs

pearl

Still in Seneca – photo by gfs

dreaming on the wind
waves roll in visions
clouds billowing past
in shadows of the moon

long horizons fade beyond
all we can imagine
ships sinking into waves
flowers drift past in reverence

to color the memories
of lives and loves lost
in the foolish attempts
to conquer our own hearts

City of Lights

~ For Doug in memory of his beloved Dorothy ~

Somewhere in time
is the place where our love
is written in pages unending

To turn in my mind
as real as the sunrise
your heart painting colors in me

Far from the morning
we’re dreaming together
walking in rhythm and rhyme

I still feel the Seine
keeping step with our hearts
reflecting her waves in your eyes

As the flowers all blush
in city of lights
while Angels gather amazed

To gaze at two lovers
one starry night
lost in a moment forever

Yes words can fill pages
tho’ never enough
to tell all the stories of us

Still always our stories
of love will surround me
with whispers felt soft in my ear

“Queen of Hearts”

Eclipse of the Moon

Poipu, Kauai Lunar Eclipse

a memory of being
present
walking
in all the times
known to us
~ hidden
in the discontent
and all the chatter
surrounding the coming
and going from places
dreamed or planned
or happening to be
such are the days
where flowers bloom
and moonlit nights
where love shines
tides ebb and flow
heedless of our whims

– photos by gfs

Aloha

Presence in the wind
love moving through
a dream we call life
days answer to ears

Not listening to voices
carried on the breeze
along with sea spray 
the scent of plumeria

Calling lovers together
to hold on once again
in a the sharing of light
and silent echoes 
of hello

“Kauai Trade Winds” – photo by gfs

Wings on the wind

There is always flowing
a way to ourselves
the nature of being 
like wings on the wind
Reminder of entries
into the world
where silence forgives 
the questions beyond
A day in our dwelling
left lost in the light

“Taking flight” – photo by gfs

Turning

Time sets us apart
Fire cooling into water
Turning with the earth

Kaua’i Sunset – photo by gfs

Light of the Soul

Treetops near Freeport, ME – photo by gfs

How can there be words
without the ears to hear them
the pages writ in spelling
all the ways to listen in

to time spent in the heart
digging through the ruins
of the days spent in between
the dark nights of the soul

All the wing-ed’s crossing o’r
soaring through the pines
a sky the eye somehow missed
whites wisps electric blue

drift away the day’s remains
drifts to the earth as letters
leaving what was willed without
the embers slowly fading