Poems About ""

Ruby;
Like a sweet childhood song
I know you so well
But I still
Can’t get enough

Ruby,
Like the deep blue sea
I’ve seen you a thousand times
But you’re still
My favorite sight

Ruby,
Like the...

Isn’t it amazing,
That a burgeoning rose,
Or a magical sunset
Or a sweet song’s tune,
Or a full moon’s splendor –
Just the thought of sheer beauty:
Takes each of use –
With the certainty of a compass –
To just one...

My Oh mine,
Every night you float into my dream
Like a blue rose petal
On a tranquil muddy pool
I reach for it but awaken!
When the day dawns,
All day I wait besides the pool,
For the blue petal that’s mine
The...

Light –
Just enough we see
Too little we stumble
Too much we’re blinded!

Am I jealous?
I look at you breathe;
And the way you need air
And baby, I can’t help but feel
The mild sting of jealousy

Transmute; she said
Is when one thing becomes another,
A stranger to a friend
Or a man to a father
Evening to night and so on;
Hence, I understood,
That nature moves in gradual steps
And one thing becomes the...

Hers was usual, his, an art
Ever finding solace in a single word
Little he said, the world he meant
Learning and yearning to be heard
Only if she knew, to hear love in hello!

The pain goodbyes bring
For then the air thins-
and it’s a little harder to breath.
Every heartbeat stings
The tongue goes wild
All you can say is
La vida es bella!

Friday nights –
The mad, bad streets,
Pacing, thinking, wishing, seeing
Cold nights, tipsy, hot blood –
Deep dives and long drives,
Strange, loud, high neighbors.
It ends on a Saturday morning
Sleepy, Saturday...

It so happens he told me
When a great fire ravages a land
Beneath the thick layers of ash
Some embers fester and burn
And with a kind wind -
A fire may yet arise

What days are these?
Where the gods walk amongst us
Is it a shame to them
Or vain glory to us
When they muddle themselves
The trivialities of mere mortals!

The winds of time like a housemaid,
Imperfectly gathered every careless word
Stitched them with aching precision
Behold, a coat of shame.
With a warmth as heavy as the guilt
An unholy fusion of past and present
It had...