Dreams
Stars drift across horizon Fingers brush lives entwine Dawn sings a new song
Stars drift across horizon Fingers brush lives entwine Dawn sings a new song
the lashing of tempest seas mortals scarcely imagine under sundrenched skies natures distant turbulence strewn across stony headlands hours passed round the windswept lighthouse watching memories roll over and drown…
our mourning doves flew with love on the wing far out of sight where only hearts ever see the newborn sun illumine eyes magnificent still I listened even after winds…
Rust cage door grinds against midnight Lover’s secret wishes wait Deafening silence solitude condemns My cellmate, stalemate, soul mate Dreams brushed between wintry shadows ascend Angels swing wide heaven’s gate…
Broken bow twisted on the reef Abandoned never forgotten A dark soul adrift in deep winter seas Watched horizons for signs of life When luminous eyes signaled safe haven Mark…
Hello friends, and many thanks to all of you who have been following the Songs of the Servant Trilogy (Sanctuary, Sacred Promises, Signs of Life). I started presenting this next…
Long before sublime melodies played vividly in my mind for orchestra and film I mused primarily in song and poetry. It all started with a simple elegy of sorts in…
Sitting on top of a mountain quenching my thirst from the long hike behind us, I look back down the slope that we climbed. When you and I first reached…
Tapping the archives for St. Valentine's Day. This poem was published along with a few other pieces in the 1992 issue of Janus, the annual literary magazine of my alma…
Watch tides turn Sands swept out to sea We can never count Yet dear friend Pebbles weigh my mind For sins and sorrows Only truth can see Waves break on…