Poetry Pages

scratching bellies of four kittens I'm raising even though they can be a hand full with all the mischief that they can cause they bring the smiles in me why? I see the twinkle in their eyes of this world that they see and for the most part it's all they know only being three months old wide eyed and...

Reaching past that yesterday where tomorrow isn't even considered only today matters live for the now in all that you do reach out and grab life by the throat in all its gusto don't live in what could be or dwell in the past for the regrets will eat you alive follow that path wherever it might lead ...

here I am listening to Eric Clapton blues has that effect on me it touches deep those memories reach like echoes reflecting within the soul I listen to the guitar reaching places that make me sigh I don't know why they just do mirrors within the heart like waves in the ocean that never depart

here I am dancing in the dark with you on my mind listening to a song that makes me feel alive again something I wasn't sure I'd feel in this lifetime yet here we are within the melody and yes the harmony as well walking through a path I have no idea of where it might lead but looks like I'm headed ...

thorns that reach

into those passions

within the soul

yet in the pain

one must learn to forgive

the past is the past

you can't change what happened

so you simply move on

otherwise the regrets

will eat you alive

make you bitter

and old

well it's raining cats and dogs here

yea the downpour has started

and my cat is pacing the floor

she doesn't like the thunder

sensitive hearing applies

life continues

in all its glory

one page at a time

here I am

letting time slip by

out of nothing at all that rage that cries all through the night yet leaves one wondering what the hell did I do wrong? maybe nothing maybe everything yet without communication we will never know will we? you walked out without saying anything at all leaving me cold another road down the trail where...

that broken edge over looking the village high in the mountains where the eagles cry and wolves howl tasting the wild high in the horizon those morning clouds that float like feathers in the sky and if one listens they hear the cry of the raven in the distant blue those longitudes of one's soul

will we ever understand not to make the same mistake over and over or will we become just another page in history never learning wisdom with what is in front of us we don't listen to those who have walked in those shoes before and those lessons are hard learned with those shaking their heads wonderi...

within that walking silence

where echoes rise in the distance

parallel in that reach

yet something else is needed

and has one wanting

searching from corner to corner

will one find that moment

only time will tell

but until you take that first step

you'll never know

dancing in the dark

finding that warmth

between two

where that connection is met

and the spark of romance

is lit

finding the need

where a moment

see's a smile

touching a memory

worth keeping

within the evening

where arms encircle

and find the gentleness needed

we chose to meet

those eyes

that smile in the morning

leaving a warmth

within one's heart

touching in communion

a moment never forgotten

yet the memory remains

yes shadows of yesterday

find their way

even though we don't always see them

walking down the blood red sandstone where a creek flows against the willows prickly pair cactus pops up from time to time and if you keep your eyes open a cotton tail runs finding the nearest hole or a blue belly lizard is finding the warmth of the sun on an outcrop of sandstone beauty of nature sm...

within those shades of green

where spring has just begun

everything is blooming

tree buds are just beginning to show

give them another two weeks

and the leaves will be back again

finally the warmth will return

same idiot repeating in monotone what the crowds want to hear altho what's been said makes no logic and common sense went out the window but it doesn't matter ten years from now there will will be another idiot repeating the same crap from a different perspective yet the lesson is never learned leav...