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"Embrace the past with Remembrance and the Future with Longing" Khalil Gibran

RIP my dear

8.29.2007

Seems like only yesterday...

Always in my heart

even as the days

spin ever forward

~

Late Summer Days

Twirling and dancing,

I've 

skipped through summer. 

Laughter and smiles 

leading all the way.

From eastern excursions,

to 

miles west of home

it seemed perfection

graced all my days.

sand between my toes

sunshine on my shoulders fair

silence drowned the dawn

but dare I blink 

and spy this dream

fading into dusk

as autumn crowns 

the harvest morn

and 

toil resumes its thrust.

one cannot e'er lie

idle sleeping all their days

wake to life once more

Summer Fun

The rag-taggle days of summer are
filled with joy and smiles

With meandering trips 
and sun-tinged dips

we've enjoyed the life 
thus far



Memories
and moments
are captured full
and often
on the fly


How can one
but possibly 
choose
any other season
to ally?

Aye, forsooth

these lazy days

are rampant

and addictive

but comes the day

when play must away

and to writing again

I'll be captive

so just for today

I welcome the delay

and raise cheers 

to summer-time 

fun

tomorrow will rise
with responsibilities
I do surmise
but for now
I live for the sun

Floating Away

Children at play

(away for the day!)

Mama at home

Shaking words out under chrome-

plated lamp, that trembles

with diggers rumbles

but sweet success 

is measured in redress

by being a week ahead of schedule

may holidays now ensue!

Escape this foul domain of grit

and find me floating downriver sunlit

love when my scribe works with me!

Work is done for the week

and half done for next.

Should be plenty of time 

for some fun & frolic 

riverside again

~

Perfect

Perfect

Laughter
A kiss on my forehead
The touch of your hand brushing mine
Your smouldering gaze,
enough to make my knees weak ~ Love


All things described elsewhere
but felt in a heartbeat
and the embrace as you greet
me after too many days away.
Returned today


Lust
washes away any thoughts of tears,
any dreams or fears
of you not being here
to greet me at my hearth


Electric breezes
blow through yesterday
and melt those days away
Until all that is left
is a hot caress and promises deft.


You shall be mine,
as we entwine
nevermore to be parted
two souls reunited.
Perfect