Archive for January, 2014


A Thirsty Traveller

A Thirsty Traveller …

I’ve rambled through this life,

on a quest to seek the elusive dew of joys’ dawn.

I’ve roamed these desolate streets,

pursuing the mirage of the promise of a new morn.

I’ve crawled through numberless deserts of thirst,

always waiting for a sign,

while searching for the elixir of my life:

your softly quivering, sweetly-scented lips,

as they brushed,

longingly,

against mine …

The Paths we Weave …

Walking alone,

on these meandering paths this life weaves,

weathering the nudges and the tugs of destiny and of fate,

I have walked alone for many a mile,

but not today,

for today,

I weave through alleyways of solitude,

rinsing my cobwebbed memories,

seeking to steer my path,

gently,

so that this pathway of life may lead me to you,

where my only hope is that I am not too late,

as I place my soul at your hearts’ gate …

In your Eyes #5

may your gentle all-embracing warmth,

be forever by your side,

and may you always walk the soft beaches of destiny, at the coming in of the tide …

May life shower you with love and laughter and truth and peace and health,

as your generosity of spirit remains a wellspring of your ceaseless human wealth.

May your dreams be boundless as they soar through hopeful skies,

the hopeful skies that I see,

in the chocolatey universe of whipped cream delights,

that reside,

swirling,

in your beautiful eyes …

In your Eyes (scribble 1)

In your Eyes …

Walking along these bending alleys of life,

the promise of meeting a fellow-traveller was deemed far too remote,

and so,

I shut down my heart,

severing all loves’ ties,

but then again,

that was before,

before I gazed into the ocean of your fiery, gentle, irresistibly enticing eyes …

In you Eyes (scribble #2)

1.

As yet another day recedes,

enveloping all under the shawl of night,

so allow me to drown,

in your eyes.

Moments are fleeting,

the fickle hands of time unseeing,

so allow me to seek solace,

in your eyes.

The paths we have trodden are littered with each shard,

of regrets and of the pain that our hearts wish only to discard,

so allow me to seek refuge,

in your eyes.

I’ve walked through the twisting alleyways of this life,

seeking simple joy, away from the desolation and the strife,

so allow me to find peace,

in your eyes.

2.

In your eyes,

I find,

the gentleness that I had left behind,

away from the emptiness of superficial smiles,

far far away from the solitude of the daily grind.

In your eyes,

I feel,

at home at long last,

your love caresses away the restlessness of my past,

stepping out of the shadows to embrace pure contentment,

even though I may be a mere bit player,

in life’s theatrical cast.

In your eyes,

I touch,

the flame of promise that shines through your loving light,

and that is why,

I no longer dread,

the vacuum of this approaching night …

A Monday Wish

A Monday Wish …

As soothing as the glistening dew of this freshly-scented dawn,

as brightly blazing as the sunbeams drizzling over this enveloping morn,

my wish for you is simple,

my wish for you is true:

happiness,
peace,
health,

and the feeling of being safely cocooned,

contented and soaking in the soft glow of everlasting love,

that may always keep you warm,

today,

tomorrow,

and in all your morrows,

yet to be born …

life, love, & sweetly aching blues …

caught red-handed,

stealing moments,

a mere nanosecond,

of hastily borrowed time …

I stand accused,

of a past,

pockmarked by shrapnel skidding off the many alleyways of life …

I plead guilty,

naked and stripped bare,

engaged in a duel with destiny and time,

wasting,

&

wasting away,

scribbling verses in the sand,

devoid of an iota of life’s maddening,

&

Irresistibly seductive rhyme …

Choosing to be Human…

We may choose,

to trudge down life’s pathways alone,

barricading our fragile hearts,

behind ramparts of stone…

We may choose,

to stow our emotions away,

shielding our weary souls,

from the promises of a new day …

We may choose,

to never be hurt again,

safely enveloping our fatigued selves,

tucked away from loves’ pleasures and its pain …

or,

we may choose to be human,

leaping into the cauldron of countless unborn tomorrows,

inviting loves’ soothing balm,

and perhaps,

caressing  away a few of our lonesome sorrows …

and so,

we shall choose to be human,

lowering the defences hewn from bitter experiences pummelled with pain,

as we welcome love into the deepest recesses of our being,

nourishing each other while gently letting go of yesteryears’ stinging pain. 

caressing the seductively swaying marmalade roses,

teasing the stealthily approaching morn,

the smell of you lingers,

on,

and on,

as I lie awake and allow my vagabond thoughts to wander,

to the thoughts of you, seducing my soul entire,

as I sat,

and as I basked,

intoxicated,
teased,
raging,
transfixed,

and warmed,

by the healing glow,

that embraces your being entire …

Chocolatey Dreams…

under a breath of dark chocolatey desire,

the furnace re-ignites dormant dreams.

Dreams dreamed,

basking in a warm cocooned glow,

as you so effortlessly,

set my soul so scorchingly afire…

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