Waves in the wind

Walking the promenade

Wind blows
Blasting specks
Swirling needles

Lines broken
With tracks of white
Greeny blues to
Shadows reaching
Breaking the surface

Velvet green

Velvet green
Into a cotton shawl

Air drifts through
Over, within

Radiating across
Blinding light

A fragile net floating
A shifting pattern
Merges and shapes

Velvet, cotton and light
Becomes a tapestry
Shielding all

Linger

With a passing touch
Soft and fragile
Your scent remains

You linger
Not upon the branch -
Persisting in my memory

Comforting when change comes
For things return - Altered
Yet always connected

Poppy...

If I could write your story
From then to now
What stories I could tell
A tall tale, legend, myth?

From one story, one view
A life derived from strength
That carries those
Who are part of you

Of character that supports
Teaches and believes
One life that is boundless
A greater story than I could conceive.

Forum

Glimmering thoughts in open minds
Capturing within our hearts the world
Across the street or far reaching
When meeting in this place
Visions of possibilities
Go dancing through my brain
Together we reflect many sides
Each holding a trust
Within our realms

With so many things
Within our reach
I'll hold this time
To my heart
To sustain me
On the long roads
And build piece by piece
Thoughts, once random
Into something
That changes the places
We dwell within.

Pack the blues away

Blues of days to come
Tease with promise
Now packed away
Encased behind grey
Only sight seen
Was a glimpse
For a day

Sitting here waiting
At the beginning
Of another day
The light is mellow
The air is chilled
Dwelling on promises
Of days of blues

Seen

Eyes glance away

If sight unseen
Our world is filled
With rainbows
Happy ever after scenes

Point out
The hidden
Lift up
Move and draw
Eyes
Opening
To worlds
Now seen

Raw

Emotions sit upon me
Gulp, gasp
Spinning, sinking
Inhaling each motion
Float with a tide
Rushing over my mind
Make me still
Numb, overwhelmed
Movement, raw
Falling into depths
Dark corners
Hidden thoughts
Building up
Breath, see
Turn away...