My heart gently weeps

385133cfd455921c84d8945bbac3f158Softy,
you always leave me softly

One last slow dance in
loves embrace

One kiss before you go
to lips that want you so
to stay but watch you
walk into
the mist of time

from that moment on
….no longer mine.

One final softly whispered sigh
One tear which trickles from
desparing eyes.

Only the moon can hear my
anxious breathing now
her beams and cloak of
diamond stars
my hope
my light
Soft glow guardians of
a lonesome night.

One tortured soul you’ve
left behind.
One restless mind
One love to keep and hold
so dear

And so you sleep….

Whilst
my heart gently weeps.

~*~

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Because love… if it’s real…never dies.

Moody Words

white-pillar-candles-4x4-unscented-cotton-wicks-3_260If I gaze upon the flame
will it’s light grow dim
or, my own from neglecting
of its passion.

I toss all cares
into the wind
watch them curl
unfurl again
then,
rise up once more
to soar.

Words
never grow old
and die
only blood ends its line
in not so sterile rooms
and on not so sterile beds

and, this is but one mood
through a day that is just
the same as many
but,
not the same
as any.

~*~

©Daydreamer *All rights reserved

Just some words which wanted to be written. Moods.

The One

1210864-bigthumbnailSpeak to me through the power
of my dreams, if you will.

Take me to the places
only you have seen and
I will follow, trusting
as a lamb, in all
good faith.

Speak to me as I make
my way on
lifes confusing paths,
and in the silent hours
where energy replenishes
the soul, I will grow
within the balance
and harmony of that
blessed glow
of light.

Speak to me that I may
learn just some of what
there is to know, and
continue to teach a child that
she too may grow wise
in living, loving
ways.

I see your face in the
stars that light the sky
and in rays which warm us
on coldest, winter days.

I hear your voice in
the wind which whistles
and blows all around the
lonely hills at times
and, feel your touch
in oceanic waves that
lap at the shores
and tranquil beaches
of my heart.

Speak to me with my
eyes wide open or
shut, it matters not.

For I hear you now
in the peace of my
soul, and the peace
of my soul knows
you are

…the One.

~*~
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Heart

heart_on_fire_wallpaper__yvt2O heart
where is that
fearless streak
which saw you tremble
yet still
stand your ground

With the last breath
you vowed
‘no surrender’
to faint lines
or lies.

Life hangs in
precarious balance of
here or there
of which, I am
neither.

Words seek play
across the page and
I yield their caress
to the dance, aware
that I may never speak
yet, feel so deep.

O heart
you are always so true
to your loves.

~*~

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Truth

TruthOld wounds too deep
to mention
‘neath a lovers sky
as clouds fulfill their role
and keep passing by

thought suspended
(for now)
as words clutch at straws
sway in the breeze

again,

the truth burns
I gaze upon its flame
and re-live
the mortal storm.

~*~

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Fly

1574r-21604In my dreams I can fly.
In my dreams I’m in the sky.
I don’t need any magician things
for in my dreams
I’m given wings.

Daydreams see me wide awake
…yet dreaming

Sleeping in my memories.

I am the spirit having flown
who loves the feel of flight
and delights in being
as light as the air upon
which I breathe
…and soar.

Who could ask for more
as I preen and smooth these
wings of love
loving every single moment

…that, caress of
feathered down in
my beak as I lift
and tease

sift them into perfect place.
then, satisfied

open them wide

Take off, finding instant
peace and freedom as I
soar up high above the
clouds of my discontent
then, settle down to glide
up there in the wide
blue yonder.

Still wonder why I love it?

Come with me

find freedom in
that sky

Close your eyes
and

simply….

Fly

~*~
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The Living Chain

imageIn you, there is
no sin.

You are as much a part
of this universe as I.
So…

Do not weep at your
falling precious ones.
Your beauty will never
be lost, as lovers weep
their heartfelt tears
they water you in
drops of eternal
passion.

Men tell tales that
sing praises of the
powers you hold, as
women swoon at the
sight of your beauty
to behold.

Such delicate little
petals
but yet…
So important in lifes
living chain

for…

If you had never existed
the future would be
forever changed.

~*~

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Until the last Breath

swordPeople want peace

pacifism

but to reach that
(I feel)
there will first be
a global cleansing.

I close my eyes
ask to be shown the way
resolve to solve my troubles
beginning with those
deep inside my mind.

Organised religion is
merely crowd control
the only true way is
spiritual.

Silent,
I vow to fight for the right
(aware of those invisible ties
which bind humanity)

to take up the sword of justice
for the greater good.

You fill me with courage
and strength
You, know that all my life
is all my love and,
regardless of the consequences

the fight for the
goodness in my soul and
seeking the goodness in others
will continue
until the last breath.

~*~

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Hero

imagesStrands of light
under a door
slips of hope
stream through in rays

sleek, silent
teardrops from the sun.

Would you give your life
like a hero
to save hers

(gladly)

Sunrise,
sunset

Poets and warriors
dare
to risk it all

for a look
a smile
a touch

which brings them in
from the wilderness
or, from being buried
deep among the ruins

of living life
without passion.

~*~

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This Moment

Golden SandsTurn away
but you’ll still have
all you need to look
life in the eye.

No matter how sad
no matter the sorrow

Faith will always
see me believe
it was enough
to know

and

breathe aloud to
cover the long silence

of

this moment
fallen out of time.

~*~

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Life Force

RivermoonFree.

Like me.

The river lives and breathes
again, free of winters freeze.
It’s steady rhythm, the
beating of a heart in
time with mine.

Soothing

moving me along in its
harmony of song.

Rise and fall with the tide.
I too fall and rise, for
the river runs as deep
as the deepest
parts of me

Sets my soul free to
come and go as it glides
in that timeless
liquid flow.

It sees me aim as high as
I can fly on peaceful wings
beneath a moonlit sky as
our dear Lady Luna presents
a host of diamonds in
dazzling display to
shimmer across the river
and…

My mood.

True jewels of the night
which gleam for my delight
or anyone who cares to
share the dream.

…Yes

The river once again
runs free

…and

its life force
flows in
Me

~*~

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Revealing

It’s raining
but I’ll never curse
its touch

Time plucks
a memory from
the tender bed
where it had lain
sleeping

…forgotten.

Maybe it was
too far to go
too much to bear
too much to lose

to cross an ocean
when
a letter is
a bridge of thought
over water as soft
as this to float
a memory of
spiritual connection.

In love or friendship
the depth of what
matters most

is in revealing the
beauty of a soul.

~*~

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Venus

vdmSo beautiful
elegant in pose

In sunlight or in shade
she stands

withstands all stares
and wild imaginings.

What is she thinking?

Only she knows

but

a harpist draws his strings
across those in my heart
causing them to shiver.

Forgotten moments
return the gaze

a touch so tender

She moves me in her
stillness

Such is the art
in love.

~*~

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Soul Kiss

flsunrise5Waking early

I opened my eyes
lazily gazed upon
original sunrise
stretched out before me
like a lovers repose.

Invisible
(imagined embrace)
I felt
the gentle swish of trees
as they danced with
undeniable excellence.

Closed sleepy lids
once more
gazed upon some
distant shore
to journeys end
where my love lies
patiently waiting.

A profound love
complete for its
surrender

which,

(even in my longing)
the seat of my
yearning embraces
this

as exquisite in its ache
as your kiss was
to the longing in
my soul.

~*~

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Passion

imageToday they fight
to fly

Wind blows wild
(a bit like my mood)
white horses gather a pace
as I too race against
the tide

and last night raged
against the moon
under a starless sky.

Sometimes I wonder

but,

the story remains
the same.

My soul sifts through
superficial anger
knowing you bought out
the best in me

there is no blame
and I resolve to always
remember

Nothing is ever lost
to passion.

~*~

©Daydreamer. *All rights reserved

Different day. Different moods. Watching the waves whipped up into white foam from high winds. It all seemed angry, just moods….