Two Waves, One Sea

Two ocean waves rise and her white caps sway
Reflected by moonlight, her dance begins
When bright stars and night clouds surpass the day
Summer songs have no brilliance to contend
Rolling, rushing waters relax the mind
Morning doves coo, a lover's warm embrace
Seagulls glide closer to intercept time
Between clear, lucid dreams and empty space
Meditate the mind to increase the soul
Heal the heart with aspirations of love
Somewhere in the faint deep, a distant cold
Will be warmed by rainfall from high above
Confusing questions I contemplated
One calming sea has eliminated

Shredders

If shredders could talk
mine would walk back and forth
pacing like a captured animal
with no hope for escape
until exhausted he sat
almost out of breath
except for the last one
which held the composition
of every word to you
I never wrote
or the subdued impositions
I never spoke
for your ears to rearrange
for your eyes to mislead
for your heart to bleed out
and your mind to change
into something you wanted
to finally understand -
Me
If shredders could talk,
so would we

* inspired by Pink's poetry.

Ice Blue

I will be blue
  but I will be ice blue
You will not understand why
or the way I think things through
I will be blue,
 but I will be ice blue
A chilled, camouflaged snowdrift
will hide me from you
I will be blue,
 but I will be ice blue
Marked by counterfeit promises
manufactured by you
I will be blue,
 but I will be ice blue
Imagining the picture
adulterated perfection for two
I will be blue,
 but I will be unresponsive, undemonstrative
ice blue

Just

When summer heat boils
Just press your lips together
And say no again

Ignorant Bliss

The softest breeze has lingered still
to remind me of the coming chill
A rain perhaps or something more
like a storm just off the nothern shore
A quiet night and warmth again
will recreate their bond within
Two hearts that separated once
will reconnect by midnight's chance
As writer's hands relive the kiss
my heart will break from ignorant bliss

Arch

Architects would fantasize
such structure and poise
Construction, creation
amid the sweet noise
Entrepreneurs and amateurs
would gaze with disbelief
At the original beauty
withstanding the heat
As the arch welcomes angels
whose hands lift her up
Rain fueling brainstorms
of something corrupt
But roughness and smoothness
are needed to bend
The deep rising passion
her body feels within
Hair like the rivers
flowing down her spine
Nails gripping tightly
like a learning concubine
Tasting healed pain
and pleasure of flesh
Repeating salicious sighs
she will never confess
At the height of the moment
bridged together for affection
Bent gracefully, waiting patiently
for the overwhelming connection
And then slowly, peacefully
completely crumbling into parts
Secured only with the solid strength
her ear to his heart

First Steps

Scents and sounds of baby powder and sighs
Greet me as I watch each small step you take
To steady your balance upon each try
Encouraging your mind to concentrate
On the importance of learning to walk
With your held held high, full of confidence
Along the path you choose outlined in chalk
From these childhood years of innocence
A strong, steady hand inside of your own
Will grasp your fear until it fades away
And you will remember when you have grown
The courage it gave you to undertake
Small feats of success and failure at times
Bring hope to your heart and tears to my eyes