Invisible Faith

Lose yourself
in forests, incarnate;
plush landscapes, filled with light.

Sing peace into existence
with only a blown dandelion wish
floating love from a distance,
praying miracles into existence

with a soft voice,
a warm heart

and a knowing.

~

~day 30 of a poem a day in April challenge for NaPoMo

Love Letter #9 (to: words)

I came looking
with soft syllables in tow;

love like glue

large as the stars skies hold
and dandelion dust
blowing promises
in kisses
brushed through my hair,

blooming words of beauty
with too many adjectives;

the sweetness of untainted language,

and the turn of a page
in my beloved book of psalms;

Leave the grass smiling;
this light shining
from the inside out

and, yes,
there is poetry in Heaven.

~

~day 29 of a poem a day in April for NaPoMo

Aligned

Could I just keep you ,
nestled close
so that nothing dark slips in?;
not a single adverse thought ,
only breezy moments ,
breathing love,

cradling hope
in a blanket of joyous constants

transforming worry
into tranquility,
apprehension into laughter;

the moon
teasing stars,

falling in and out of light.

~
~
day 28 in a poem a day in April challenge (for NaPoMo)

Love Letter #7 (to music)

The right music

can lift you
from the doldrums,
carry you
from behind the clouds

to the middle

of the yellow,
precious, beaming sun,

cradle you
with the compassion of a mother,
the patience of a saint

and lay you down
in wildflowers, sweet,
to rest your heart

at least ‘til morning comes.

~

Love Letter # 6

The blush of purple hills is calling
like the harp we heard last summer
soft and scintillating like your eyes,
golden brown and beckoning mine.
Let’s climb it; this time, to the top,
knowing each step that led us here,
gently memorizing every line; every
syllable our lips have ever spoken.

~
~ day 27 of a poem a day in April for NaPoMo

Oxygen

Translucent beginnings
when I thought I knew love
flowered feelings budding forth,
but, something went awry
one winter.

I thought it was wind at my back,
pushing me north,
drying my tears,

painting over darkness,

giving me cause to stand,
to breathe,
to capitulate.

I saw crystal endings
just across the bridge,
just over that cliff;

a mirage of pleasantries

and when I had enough gravel
in my knees
from one too many a fall,
I penned out a new pronoun,
a humble chorus;
the relevant, uninhibited story

of a girl, a new song
and light.

~
~day 26 of a poem a day in April challenge for NaPoMo

Be Colorblind

We are of the same cloth,
shined up and sent out to sparkle
in a world of dim lights.

Take my hand

and let’s blow out the circuits
with the passion of Martin,

bridge the gap
through the gentleness
of Maya.

Be an example,
a living testament
that peace prevails

and spread the word:
of all the riches,
all the jewels on Earth

the greatest is love.

~
~day 25 of a poem a day in APril challenge for NaPoMo

Love Poem #5 (to Sedona)

I fell in love with red rock
and a feeling, last summer
and now, I am homesick;
yearning to plant my feet
upon the -sacred- ground
which awakened my spirit,
contemplate clandestine
thoughts in conversations
with angels. Oh! your sky,
my breathless acceptance
of your tangents, energies;
quiet, but, oh so expressive
essence; the -aura- of you

~

Celestial Poetics

~

Let me reach you, reaching me with words
customary for an aching poet with an eye
for alliteration. The distance between stars
never intrigued me since every molecule be-
tween you and me was blessed air;trembling
hands hold fate; your halo closest to the sun.

~

 

~day 24 of a poem a day in April for NaPoMo

What Waves Wash In

When was the last time
you looked at the stars, lying down
from the back of a pickup truck,

picked wildflowers, plucking petals;
he loves me, he loves me not…

or just stared in his eyes
until you had to cry
or look away
because the emotion
was just too much
to endure?

Have you walked on the beach lately,
barefoot, built castles in the sand
watching waves wash away loving letters,
placed a message in a bottle
and tossed it away
so that lovers may find it
and discover

what makes two hearts sing
in chorus?

~
~Day 23 of a poem a day in April for NaPoMo

Turbulence

Blues spill from every star;
clouds, like dream catchers
for fear.

I see your face
in every reflection,
shimmering at river’s edge;

feel your smile
when the moon glows lucid
and dandelion dust
blows promises
like soft kisses

from your lips
to mine.

~
~day 22 of a poem a day in April challenge for NaPoMo

Final Edit

Perhaps, I could just delete
those chapters,
(just the pages with you in them,)
white – out the dark participles
and cruel adjectives;

just save the good parts

like lullabies,
tiny hands,
tiny feet taking first steps,
recitals,
and anything to do
with love,

but it would be a short book

and I,
I would not be strong enough
to let you know
that you didn’t destroy me,
you didn’t even leave a scar!

You just gave me new skin

and this heart-
bruised, broken,
but beating . . .

and full of light.

~

~day 21 of a poem a day in April challenge for NaPoMo