Butterfly effect…

So I skipped two days of Poetry Month….tra la la…
now for a sad poem…hold your breath!

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My son went to the afterlife
and I must carry on…
his presence
still lingers
though his body is gone…
and I live each day with his memory
emblazoned on my mind,
keeping his treasured kit
in a beloved little shrine…
and some may think I’m crazy,
completely off my head,
but these are the things that enable me, to get out of bed…
and I wake
each morning
with sunlight in my eyes,
hoping it’s just a dream
and he’ll materialize…



Shooting star…

“We all shine on…like the moon and the stars and the sun…we all shine on…come on and on and on…”
― john Lennon
love never dies
Your fragrance lingers, in an essence divine…
I keep your image
in my inmost shrine…
Your loveliness astounds me,
your presence unique, I feel you gently 
brush on my cheek… In the glorious afterlife
you play amongst
the stars,
I glimpsed you in darkness
shooting past Mars…
An eternal reminder that love never dies,
I have yet
to behold you
with earthen eyes…

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Our very existence…

“Love is not an emotion, it’s your very existence!”
― Rumi

half light

in ethereal light
she sensed
undiluted lines of love…

no thought
her form.

in rhythm
with tenderness
and devotion…
she held,
irresistible nuances
of tone…

enhanced awareness
of the sanctity of love,
and she was drenched
in loving kindness,
and made believable,
by unconfined

in diaphanous light,  she touched
like raindrops,
and the fluency of waves
fond expression…

in illuminating light, she believed she was one
with the cosmic dance,
a soul’s existence
in every sigh,
by the constancy of being…

in immortal light….she became love……


Love flows…

“I believe in the sun
even when it is not shining
And I believe in love,
even when there’s no one there.
And I believe in God,
even when he is silent”

love celebration2

Blossoms adorn wedding days,
in allegories of affection,
as a self-confessed flower child
I’ve nurtured
kind connections…

And when,
he changed worlds, flowers broke my fall
loving gestures of empathy,
embellishments of a squall…

Even if you locked me away,
and I couldn’t
see the stars
I would unearth my repository,
with fond memoirs…

Love flows over constant paths
and through eternal realms,
where oceans swell
and forests breathe
like a nimble gazelle…


Bask in Creation…

“Breathe it all in, Love it all out!”
― Mary Oliver

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Bask in creation,
setting-aside worldly views,
let your feelings bristle
in celebration
of the news…
that nature is buzzing and festivity’s in the air,
birds are harmonizing,
good tidings are everywhere…

There’s joy in belonging to light-filled souls
abide in each moment,
loose your hands from the controls,
and pour out your countenance onto the fragrant earth,
transcending discontent,
just love for all you’re worth!!

In soft candlelight…

“Let there be spaces in your togetherness,
and let the winds of the heavens dance between you”
― Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

celebration of love

In soft candlelight
and sparks of love
in the contours
where separation
and breath
in quiet celebration… The magical glow
of deep affection
warm sensations
of tenderness,
with spaces
eloquent whispers
of love
and the
of kindling…