Outside a fierce wind blows
And whistles through the trees
And cool descends upon the earth
With otherworldly ease
But here I sit in quiet
With warmth not far from me
For in your arms there’s peace untold
And from the chill I’m free
Tag: iambic meter
12/1/2021
The evening’s gone so quiet now
There’s no sound in the world
And so my mind’s consumed with how
Your hand in mine is curled
Your eyes are shut, and so your hand
Is still and calm and soft
All troubles of the day are banned
From you; your heart’s aloft
11/25/2021 – canyon
The trees stand tall and proud as if
They stand guard o’er the land
The mountains rise and scrape the sky
Wrought by a heav’nly hand
And as the river winds its way
Through hill and plain and stone
It sings a low, eternal song
Of air and earth and bone
11/17/2021
There is so much that I could say
Of thine deep, wisest eyes
But most that they bring forth the day:
Wherefore the sun doth rise?
Eyes, fathoms deep, and wise.
11/16/2021
So oft in sleep dark thoughts abandon me
That in the night I find that I am free
11/11/2021
I hear a whisper hiding in my mind
A quiet flick’ring seed of an idea
If only I could manage, now, to find
That which the seed would need to come to be
11/8/2021
I have not broken bread with kings
And people of the court
But those for whom the poet sings
Are not of great import
11/6/2021
What have I seen that speaks to me
From mem’ry’s crowded mouth?
Eliciting a fierce response
That quickens through my chest?
10/30/2021
There’s quiet in the waiting for
A long-expected thing
Anticipation, almost more
Than that which is nearing
And in that quiet, energy
That drives the heart to pound
Excitement for what may yet be
What lies there to be found
10/28/2021
Don’t fret, my love, o’er passings things
That float off with the breeze
Nor listen to the voice that sings
Of joys that it will seize
Upon my heart lay now your ear
And hear the rhythm strong
Its life is yours, and what you hear
Is love’s unending song
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