Love Seeking:
Her Eyes
There is fire in her eyes
courage ever inside lies
to hold to dreams and desires
which are the pilots for life’s fires
Reflecting a heart to go beyond
in effort find that one in throng
with whom she to get along
beyond the troubled, troubled song
That had been her life before
in her mind she’s keeping score
the fools that come close
delivering less than the most
A heart could want in desire
seeking ever that one with fire
the need to bring her to inspire
to life beyond
Dance…
...lovely she is, a wonder to look upon
as if purest Gold
as within my mind she dances
from room to room, she prances
an image for me to hold
a joy that is a wonder for only my behold
I, the bearer of this dream
a carrier of this wonder’s beam
the light that ever seems
in my mind, a precious scene
I reel when through my mind
I feel her presence near me
me wishing she was real
True, I ever wish her near me
more than dreams to cheer me
a heart like mine to share in kind
the dance
the very dance I have in mind
a love of a lifetime, an immortal kind
dream I do, that soon I’ll find
Inspiration for future time
this dancing love-ghost in my mind
here’s that one for whom
I ever longed to be with me in my room,
ballroom square, tables and chairs
dancers busy, I declare
hold this dream with gentle care
nourish it until it’s live
so her and I will ever thrive
Was it You
Deeply resting, soundly, to dream
there to see a precious scene
where life was connected
with love reflected
in every theme
The very theme of love injected
in the moment there reflected
vision’s eye direct inspected
to find caring there
not rejected
As one looked upon the scenes
not finding the harsh or mean
there about clear and clean
as a signature in the scene
living, green
To wake, to look about in life
to find this pleasure, a wife
to infill this dream a-life
adding measure spice
bring life right
Then I doubt this very theme
few about me sharing
fewer still caring
some glaring
alone
New upon the scene, fresh, clean
there is an apparition lean
to long for, be aspired to
of dream reminded true
was it you?
Blind Eyes Seeing
There he was, standing by
though couldn’t see, had to try
to win the heart of a companion
as in my mind he was a stallion
able and strong, of which made song
Songs to tell of able lover
never one to be taking cover
lost for want of love to share
tossed aside as if were spare
yet true in measure of despair
Blind, he could not see
woman that came to him choice free
who offered in quiet ways
to spend their time with him in fray
growing older together in play
They, to leave, their love unrequited
they’d thought to make this man excited
dressed provocative, he was invited
but unseeing, he did not know
their offer real even so
Many were these that came and went
even though may have been godly sent
their intentions plain and clearly meant
Yet he unseeing, often cried in vent
loneliness his only frient
At last one to come, appear
a one he sought but truly feared
would never come, closely, near
to show interest upon her comely face
close enough for his embrace
To have him understand in place
that here was someone who in her days
was also lonely, with sadness placed
in all the things in life embraced
before seeing his near blind face
And finding in him his lonely place
to fill in this harm with gentle grace
and all the years he’d spent alone
not seeing the obvious elsewhere sown
had finally found in her desperate moan
A clear depiction of what could be
what had been hidden, he could not see
because she pushed beyond mere flirt
to say her words out clear and strong
and put at end his blinded song
There an image comes in sight
beyond blindness and its plight
cutting through to find a mind
willing to understand in time
words taken in, returned in kind
Only in age was he to find
mental way beyond this blind
to realize what was there to find
that many had asked into his blind
what would not register in his mind
For a share of kindness, family ways
where long since could have had pleasing days
to fill with joy and laughter, much of play
where he to have seen beyond his blind
and register what was on another’s mind
Many were the woman who had a-mind
sharing his life and all his time
and as death near, he comes to find
what had been there all the time
love waiting, a bell to chime
And in his days near ending time
could see the writing on the line
in all his life he had been blind
in age him finding himself new being
with his blind eyes seeing
Came Knocking
Unexpected from times before
nothing there to learn, explore
or so I thought down in my core
A sound from across the room
then a face, an image like a bloom
spying deep into heart’s room
As a few words to introduce
as if to capture, snaring noose
heart, attention, no getting loose
As she came knocking, world rocking
and I, emotions blocking
as if in disregard, heart throbbing
As louder came the knocking sound
impact becoming quite profound
enough to have barriers falling down
And my heart open to her
though resistive, hearts concur
and though pushing back, I was hers
Obligation
True was a fact of obligation
sterner fact for later objection
the heart I loved, away turned
I to stay but ever yearned
for more
A promise made, a promise kept
me wishing now I had not leapt
but on through time I often wept
for the love from my life swept
the promise remaining
I felt myself a fool when flirt I did
as on opportunity I kept a lid
so my word remain true
even though I remain heart-blue
lonely
For years upon years to stagnate
never to allow self to migrate
from the promise made
myself to upbraid
for dreaming
How hard to keep my word
some told me this was absurd
as loneliness I should eschew
to gain a dream-come-true,
fulfilled and happy
Yet stay the course, no divorce
my word to keep perforce
my integrity my own
my ethical zone
yet alone
Alone within a marriage lost
for want of love that had been tossed
as her to turn with sour look
turn our page to friendship book
my abnegation
And though many desiring hearts
I’ve turned away, me not being smart
I stay with withered love in play
to this halting and later day
joined, but ever alone
And as her last days closing in
I hope to live and love again
to find that heart that matches mine
where life and love come to align
and I happiness to lastly find
Longingly
Remembered, I am, of lonely days
where try as I would to find comfort
in the company of a lovely
not a line would open way
to a heart who would join and stay
And long I did for swing and sway
a joining of hearts as time-gives-way
to happier times for me to say
express the love I have to give away
well made
Longingly, I look ahead to sharing
to those times of gentle caring
where each to offer or be given
the joy and laughter life has riven
a hug to make peace of season
I dream that you have appeared
to ease some peace into my life
to bring joy into forsaken husband’s life
and I to give all I can your wifely life
bring joy
And put an end to longings
unrequited, find myself true excited
pondering such a time, refined
as the softness of love’s shrine
and caring, in active express, aligned
And the Flowers
Words, like flowers in the spring
from my mind and heart to spring
as if opening in the moment
with dew and Sun to make it so
to bring delight to you
your mind and everything
within your life,* admire*
And the flowers that are words
to another may sound absurd
but for you, my heart’s desire
my intent is; they bring fire
and life exciting to inspire
within you to answer, your quest,
your need, sprout love-flower seeds
Present
Although not close, not near, not here
you have come to be ever-present
in my life, my heart, my mind
Long since, you have crossed that line
between acquaintance and familiar
to become that someone
to fill mind and heart
And joyfully, you set yourself apart
from those who came before
showing more of good intention
with your special attentions
And have won my heart, I find
to become ever-present in my mind
to fill the emptiness once in my heart
and become my life-part
That fills in what always could have been
within my life, now full
with your words, your touch
you are present, and I love you so much
This, for all we have yet to touch actually
yet true it is that my love for you exists factually
and I to dream of you present
you, the gifted present of a lifetime
A Desire Intense
Distance spreads for weary wings to cross
as age in time delays as albatross
the wings of my weary heart
As long miles keep our hearts apart
where desire, fire and need are part
of every breath I take
Where longing speaks of wish to kiss you awake
to cook fair meals a-morn for your intake
and to ease you to rest in my arms
As together each other’s charms express
in ways that ever dispel distress
bringing lasting peace within
And through times long and pleasing
we, each other’s woes easing
as our love finds its way
Love’s Spring
We should know that life is change
from birth to death and our remains
joy and travail, need I explain
Through our lives there is much we gain
much we lose, regret’s refrain
the love we make, the joy we bring
Are the better, and lasting things
and from these arrives our creative spring
that well which brings a brighter scene
For others to enjoy, and happy bring
poems to read, and songs to sing
to stir the heart, where love may spring
And here, for my love, these words to bring
for her enjoy, reminder bring
of love’s first day during later spring
Rising Blush
There I was, unexpecting
not even for a moment reflecting
on that which was about to pass
Alas, I was unaware
that a woman young, so fair
would think me worth her care
Not a thought in my mind
none there to find
where our lives could align
After weeks of exchanged words
that seemed routine and not absurd
she said a word I had not heard
In the longest time
it chilled my spine
disbelieving, broken line
There I was, to blush
her words hit in a rush
left me quiet, an extended hush
Said she, “I think I love you!”
I couldn’t hope for this as true
I turned away somewhat blue
Not to trust, not to believe
long years of extended bereave
loneliness that would not leave
Yet somehow, I could not leave
the conversation, personal need
a chat, with words I seemed to need
Although I was sure
this was lie, and nothing more
words found home down in my core
And though I tried to push away
I kept coming back day to day
to hear her say
‘I love you, I truly do!”
her words arriving each day new
with each hearing, I, rising blush through
You Were There
Long marooned in a loveless life
many years married to a heartless wife
She experiencing unknown mental strife
Something to keep her away at night
to set us apart, to bring on fights
to deny our love which once was bright
There was nothing remaining of delight
when passing through each lonely night
nothing said to make things right
Alone together, this became a fright
but choice of action, that remains her right
though cast me out, remains my plight
In spite of promises made on wedding night
naught remembered, her, from that rite
and my word kept for years in spite
I to turn away in time
nothing remaining there to find
love forlorn was my incline
Resigned, that lonely road was mine
could not believe, though offered lines
that could have led to lovely find
Some heart, a gift where life aligns
resigned, not to see there truth to find
as turned away were all offer’s kind
Lost confidence within my mind
that in me another could be inclined
to conceive a liking, “I’m not worthy kind.”
That long-term sureness in my mind
with heart and mind agreed in-line
this wayward thought so ill refined
Lost self-esteem, despair inclined
man not worthy of womankind
lost, but ever a glimmer of hope within to find
Ever hopeful, a human state
though of myself sure long berate
as not good enough, not enough to sate
Years these ideas to sit a-plate
something deeply self-integrate
almost seem to be innate
Then, opened to my viewing screen
something pleasing, not at all mean
a pleasing smile on which to lean
Curious questions, calmly assuring
confident words opportunity exploring
I said nothing then assuring
It was conversation only, me not impressed
her reaching, me retreating
with no regrets, there for speaking
I made it plain with underscore
that ahead could be nothing more
than conversation’s open door
Her to ease with words intent
to see if she could pass, well meant
past walls of my implement
To keep my long broken heart
numb its state, this aging heart
not again be torn apart
Restrained, limited conversation’s way
avoid at all cost any womanly play
that had a chance, my heart to sway
Away from the lonely game of day
that one I’m resigned to in the day
and honestly wishing her to go away
Fearful, more tragedy come my way
as was true of earlier days
failed loves, past’s harder way
She came with persistence
to my steadfast resistance
yet not giving sign of insistence
Just there to chat, pleasing conversation
one to another, day’s persistence
battered my walls, her words consistent
To bring light to a darker place
to intrude but little, with easy grace
to find, as friends, a common place
And in my mind and there to find
was her, in a place to well align
with the notions in my mind
And through thick walls came her call
a desire to spring with beck and call
to my heart, a pit into which it falls
Risking, yes, risking hurt and all
I come to find her as centered all
attention of my heart, love’s fall
And her to extend her tender words
ones I had not in ages heard
to express affection, seemed absurd
But there I was, her there too
my heart would be broken, that could be true
hope had again found a place to glue
And then to find I’m stuck between
the good I want and my past quite mean
on loving words I must to lean
You were there, fresh and clean
love spoken words on which I lean
hopeful I remain with you and me, a scene
And You Were There
There were years of withheld tears
for the heart that had left him cold
as down the years where once was cheer
a beating heart was stabbed by spear
and left to bleed as leaked love’s need
onto the rocks of a broken marriage
And as he turned life’s pages
he kept promises year’s age’d
to stay the course, no divorce
though due, there was a reason
and as turned the seasons
need to fester as his heart still bleeding
Decades in, without a win
marriage within, of her heart a gain
a testament to endurance
there for her, with no returned assurance
turned out of joys and pleasures
little a-common in love to measure
Her love lost, his remains, insane
to have it stay alive, unrequited
never a moment in life excited
as loyalty steadfast remained
for promises made, a horror laid
in bed with love’s denial
Slow to come, a reaching out
to find a friend worth shout-out
to share common pleasure
simple measure of comradeship
with bare a thought in mind
ever to find love, or its incline
Turned away were many friends
who wanted more, his was to defend
promises in marriage to the end
them away to quickly send
after, his heart finds new need of mend
as grief, not brief through life to wend
For that marriage lost, a bitter end
as he, stuck in his ways, stayed
helping wherever he could
trying best to be faithful, good
when left alone, he never should
have stayed, his own good
Finally, after years of tears unshed
turned out of happy bed,
yet not unwed, something she to dread
yet not enough to hold him close
chase away his lonely ghosts
or make a home for easy roost
Separate rooms, separate lives
staying together, who knows why
he to hold to time strong lie
that promises were his reason why
to stay close even through lie
promises made, married life to try
Stoic, he held, no reason why
that made sense to any passerby
as the women who came
turned away the same
no matter how comely the frame
its graceful motion turned away, the same
Finally, in the quiet of a night
passed the motions of another fight
a friendly voice, one he not to spurn
cutting through the social noise
just a conversation, a thought employed
an excuse to accept this quiet voice
Company wanted who could listen
not just react with harsher bristlin’
where a few simple words
both calm and fair, listened to, heard
something to share, nothing to swear
a worthy exchange, warmth remains
He, still holding to the past
heart hardened as solid as glass
did not even think of going past
the normalized pain from years passed
not a thought had to move on past
and find something more at last
She, her heart becoming sure
seeking too, a man this true
staying close to this human ghost
a man alone, pain’s host
hoping to change darkness
in heart’s remains, as he hearkens all the same
And you, there, hopeful, waiting
with your words, his company baiting
to see what could come in time
chosen a man thought worthy kind
not a remind of past infatuations
a man to share life’s integration