We Had A Love

as I read your words
softly by the light of day
my heart leaps with joy

we had a great gift
and lived our lives for a time
our souls matching souls

now I set you free
hoping someday to meet again
our bodies as one

Circles

circles come and turn
twisting what was once now not
like oaks run deep
my soul becomes my life
full of emptiness and pain

Woman In The Mask

behind the blue mask
eyes so deep and darkest black
skin white as new milk

be she of woodland Fae
whose beauty is known by all
queen of the faeries

seldom seen by men
in till the trap set too late
she coverts their hearts

listen hear her sing
weaving a spell to bind them
evermore her slaves.

Silver Strings

caught up in a web
shining silver strings hold me
close in the darkness

Music In The Air

curious old man
rooted slowly through garbage
something brought to mind

an image of times past
when music was his life's love
music filled his days

mind dimmed with darkness
once he played the saxophone
notes rising so clear

as once were his eyes
love of my life still hear me
hurry back my love

Little Blue Bird House

the last time I was there
looking out over our flower filled yard,
I knew it would be my last visit.
there high on a metal pole was our little blue bird house
hung so many years ago and filled each spring with a nest.
sweet musical sounds came softly from with in,
as each new nest filled with life.
deep within my heart I wished that you were with me once more
holding my hand as you whistle a soft melody answered by a sweet refrain.
But now as I leave forever, I wonder will some else love this tiny blue
house as much as we did.

Night Vision

is it a dream that silent flash behind our eyes
lingering still with the morning light
a bit of darkness from our souls.

dreams, master of nights sweet call
fill our hearts and minds with a double blind
weaving in and out of real and unreal.

as nightmares roll by,dark clouds
rain down their fears covering our skin in deep blue
like falls dead rotting leaves.

night walks it's beat, vivid images turned real
magic horses move up and down
merry go rounds spin ever and ever faster it's silk web.

but are we free once mornings light comes and
the dark slowly creeps away waiting just on the edge
waiting to once more to chase reality into the kingdom of darkness

what was that we might ask as a black shape
flits across our vision
just a dream just a dream, a fragment of time and night



blue dreams walk the night
dark shapes dance before our eyes
fading with sun light
.

Star Maiden

                                                  Star Of Heaven by Edward Robert Hughes



love of my life
love of my life
don't leave me
stars live and die
gone in a flash of light
streaming the dark sky's
my love constant and true
burns brighter then the brightest star
white hot and new
love of my life
love of my life
I still love you
hurry back
hurry back
when we grow older
remember remember
don't leave me
I still love you

The Hollow Tree

on a bright morning
summer\s faded splendor
abounds now the time has come
for the changeling
living deep within a hollowed tree.
as marigolds and mums
tantalize our senses
he comes and
we are unaware
blissfully savor
late summers beauty.
the pungent orders
layer upon layer
surrounds us
replenishing
our capacity to
taste his work, his dreams
and the promise of change.
swiftly, so swiftly he works
soon leaves once sweetly green
now dressed in cloaks
of many hues as
leaves spent and dry
mark his work upon
the weary earth and and time.
whispering words of sleep
he turns to the ever faithful
morning glory's
withering on it's vine
he works his magic.
a lone quince
falls silent
meeting it's tryst
marks a beginning
seeding anew
now
he rests
his labor done.
he returns to his hollow
in a tree now barren of leaves
to wait through the long winter nights
for the coming of the maid of spring.


deep within the tree
the sprite child dressed in dark green
weaves magical spells

The Shillelagh Bar

shillelagh
at the bar he sat
on a stool
his own stool
on saturday and sunday
you could find him there him there

call he would from the bar
be home soon
drunk