In her memories the heart bleeds...

In her memories the heart bleeds

With scars painted across his face

A calming friend this night he needs

So the stars stay fixed in their place

With her near he seemed so bright

Glowing silver to her lovely smile

Songs of bliss they sang each night

As even time stood still for a while

For darkness fails to hide his grief

And not forget their deepest vow 

She called him a little heart thief

But a lonely life awaits him now

Forever their tale of love be told

When loving eyes the stars behold

// April 15, total lunar eclipse.. blood red moon.

A pilgrim's promise...

By wayside uncared they lie
Yet charming the weary eye
With smile of a little child
And fragrance soothing mild
Shrouded in layers of green
Bringing to life a Monet scene
Swaying along on a breezy day
They see a lonely pilgrim pray
Lost in thoughts their colors are
Of ever making a journey so far
At last they know their own fate
To stay rooted and each day wait
Spreading joy until each sleeps
Like the promise a pilgrim keeps

Nature's grace...

On a foggy April day
I see blue petals sway
Colors bold and bright
Weaving a joyful sight
Little squirrels come near
For meeting a friend dear
And the fog begins to lift
As rays split from cloudy sift
Hills on the west climb high
Seeking a jewel in the sky
Oh such a beautiful place
Brings a smile on your face
Being free from daily chase
You learn to enjoy nature's grace.....

Lost in her thoughts

         

Lost in her thoughts he gazes at the night sky

To see if the stars know where she might be

Silent lips wish that at least one would reply

While he continues to endure in lonely agony

Just as the wind kisses the fallen maple leaf 

The waters below lie still to behold the sight

Of beauty of his tears which reflect inner grief

Scoring over the gleam of crescent moon light

Emerald eyes swim through poignant memories

Of all the loving moments they shared together

Sitting beside her under a blossom of cherries

When the heart never confessed feelings for her

If only little stars speak now of what they see

Those innocent lovers could be reunited in joy

For across those blue waters under an oak tree

She sits with tears in her eyes just like the boy

// Posting a few lines that I penned a few years back. For some reason, this one waited to be posted...