More than the kisses
More than the words
More than the moments
More than the words
More than the moments
I miss
The tingling
Resonance
Of your touch
Category: Poetry
Of Gold and Gilt
Of gold and gilt
And opalescence
The shrines we build
To gods and money
And opalescence
The shrines we build
To gods and money
Mystery ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #37
On a sunny day
Under a crisp blue sky
Snow-capped mountains
Across the turquoise sea
Under a crisp blue sky
Snow-capped mountains
Across the turquoise sea
Exquisite beauty
But I prefer the mystery
I dream of a city pure
I dream of a city pure
Where justice is a synonym for compassion
Where success is a synonym for altruism
Where wealth is a synonym for generosity
Where ambition is a synonym for benevolence
Where justice is a synonym for compassion
Where success is a synonym for altruism
Where wealth is a synonym for generosity
Where ambition is a synonym for benevolence
Fading Glitter
The fading remnants of day
Glitter on the horizon
Skyline silhouette under a golden sky
Beyond the great western harbour
Glitter on the horizon
Skyline silhouette under a golden sky
Beyond the great western harbour
I came here
Enthralled
Thirty-five years ago
Wide-eyed country boy
Glass and steel
In perfect lines
Rose above
The waters tread by commerce
Unwinding
A ride
A ride
A beautiful ride
On a sunny crisp
Sunday afternoon
A ride
A beautiful ride
On a sunny crisp
Sunday afternoon
Up the hill
And through the woods
Round corners
Through the trees
Over roots and rocks
Joshua Tree
Desert shadows and silhouettes
Hazy sky and spectral highlights
Joshua, Tree of Life
Standing tall and lordly
Hazy sky and spectral highlights
Joshua, Tree of Life
Standing tall and lordly
Over this world
Of heat and sorrow
Which takes so much
Then leaves so little
Cholla
In the desert lands
All gravel stone and sand
But for the cholla
In her prickly shrine
All gravel stone and sand
But for the cholla
In her prickly shrine
Nearly every conscious moment
Nearly every conscious moment
I am puzzling it out
Whether with glass and photons
Keyboards and electrons
Or synapses and neurons
I am puzzling it out
Whether with glass and photons
Keyboards and electrons
Or synapses and neurons
But the wisest insights always come
When I turn away from all of these
And simply listen to the voice within
Which resonates best with my body
Dismantled
I have walked away
From so many things
So many places
So many people
From so many things
So many places
So many people
Myself
Left so much behind
In faded memories
Lost to time
Distraction
And repression
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