Giving Me Wings

Feeling your light,
Breathing your love,
Seeing the glow of your smile,
Healing my heart,
Stirring my soul,
Giving me wings to fly.

© 020304 Petit Poet

Daydreams

Unspoken thoughts, cache of dreams,
Memories soar on gossamer wings,
Reveries of the life we’ve seen,
Reminders of what might have been.

© 010904 Petit Poet

Barnacled Heart

A barnacled heart, splintered with pain,
Tumbled through fear toward a peaceful plain,
With slivers of hope and fragments of love,
Safe in the Guidance sent from above.

© 010804 Petit Poet

Let Love Transpire

Come take my hand to that far-away land,
Of mysteries and desire,
Come take my hand to that long-sought land,
Of wonders you aspire,

Come lay your head upon my bed,
Of embers, passion, fire,
Come share my dreams, with delights and screams,
With rapture I inspire,

Come fly up high above the sky,
Come let me take you higher,
Come now, don’t wait, don’t hesitate,
Come now, let love transpire.

© 101105 Petit Poet

Mischief Mind

Mind relentless and capricious,
Calculating and malicious,
Fervent, ceaseless and delicious,
Lacks compassion, yet devine,
What a lovely mischief mind.

© 092304 Petit Poet

Flames of Love

Seeing your delicious curves,
Lights up the stars and shocks my nerves,
Your touch of heavenly desire,
Awakes a mighty roaring fire,
Your golden skin, lips red as blood,
Unleash desire, emotions flood,
Without a care, without defense,
Into your flames of love I’m sent.

© 111804 Petit Poet

Come Let Us Talk

Come let us talk of pleasures past, and those we can imagine,
Come let us talk of love and all desires of the mind,
Come let us talk of places seen and those we want to see,
Come talk of life, for yet we live, and living want to be,
Come talk to me, and talk of joy, of joy for you and me.

Come let us feel the sweet seduction of hypnotic verse,
Come let us feel our whispered words, as through our veins they course,
Come let us grace the waters calm as elegant white swans,
Come let us feel our lives fulfilled with joy as we write on.

© 120304 Petit Poet

Musk Aroma

Body smooth with musk aroma,
Liquid mouth and crimson lips,
Fertile love and furtive gazes,
Tinseled fingers, scarlet dress.

© 090704 Petit Poet

Loving Years

Bloom of passion, golden youth,
Tangled romance, sighs and tears,
Spring to Winter now is moved,
Aging bodies, loving years.

© 102604 Petit Poet

Moonlight Fragrance

Boxwood, lotus, jasmine leaves,
Wafting on a fragrant breeze,
Embrace a luring evidence,
Entice to moonlight labyrinths.

© 102504 Petit Poet

Grandeur of Heaven

Face painted children, swallowtails, bees,
Monarch butterflies float on the breeze,
Bright colored flowers in brilliant profusion,
All are displaying the grandeur of heaven.

© 012605 Petit Poet

Sunset Walk

Daylight fading, moonlight dawning,
Purple curtain gently falling,
Peaceful quiet in the air,
Sounds are muted everywhere,

Hand in hand we walk along,
Glowing in the setting sun,
Stopping for a loving kiss,
Joyful in our happy bliss.

© 030805 Petit Poet

Desperate

My soul is feeling desperate,
I’m in an anxious mental state,
Please don’t make my love await,
I need you,

Please don’t push my love away,
My strong advances, don’t negate,
Don’t let these feelings now abate,
I want you,

Let my entrance captivate,
Let me love, my passions sate,
Feel my love reverberate,
All through you,

For reasons I enumerate,
Come now and do not hesitate,
A perfect union let’s create,
One – from two.
My dream come true.

© 050205 Petit Poet

Her Yearning

Seduce me with the poison of your charm,
Entrance me with your virulent deep stare,
Arrest my heart with your hypnotic smile,
Come paralyze my life with black despair,

Come now, you vicious Scorpion, come now,
Deprave me with your uncontrolled desire,
Corrupt me with your sensual hot touch,
Impose your will and burn me with your fire,

Come plunge your deadly stinger’s toxic tip,
Into the pristine dwelling of my soul,
Come spew the lethal venom from your claw,
Come take me, use me, want me, make me whole.

© 100305 Petit Poet

Winter Smokers

Huddled in the sunlit courtyard,
Shivering in winter sun,
Coatless smokers, standing, chatting,
Seeking warmth but getting none,

They perform their daily rituals,
Hands are cupped, and matches flare,
Wasting time in deathly motions,
Filling lungs with poison air,

When the cigarettes are finished,
Butts are stamped and litter strewn,
They return to office buildings,
On their breath are smelly fumes.

© 080405 Petit Poet

Sightless Love

Your face remains invisible, perhaps will ever be,
And yet, your kind attention is always there for me,
Your words are filled with laughter; your kindness plain to see,
And when I feel your passions deep, for me it’s ecstasy,

Your face must be invisible, and yet, I’m in your spell,
Through sightless eyes I feel your love; within my heart it dwells,
Because of you my heart sings with the music of Mozart,
And sightless eyes cannot diminish love within my heart.

© 072905 Petit Poet

Dancing Alone

Dancing alone with the night as companion,
Dancing alone, how her memory beckons,
Dancing with shadows on walls, my reflection,
Dancing to music of my mind’s selection,

Dancing to strains of the violins playing,
Dancing to rhythms, with hips softly swaying,
Dancing in reverie, in deep reflection,
Dancing in candlelight, sad recollection,

Dancing with feelings so deep, I remember,
The taste of her kiss, her lips soft and tender,
Her whispers of love, her voice in my ear,
The scent of her perfume, the feel of her hair,

Shadows have darkened; the evening has fallen,
Sunlight is setting, dark curtained horizon,
Breezes are whispering, moonlight is golden,
Remembering her as I’m dancing alone.

© 072605 Petit Poet

Go Slowly Golden Moon

Go slowly, golden moon, go slowly,
Let our night of bliss be long,
Let our time of love be joyful,
Let your moonlight be our song,

You know full well how long I've waited,
Just to be with her tonight,
You know how I've anticipated,
Lips so soft, and arms held tight,

Now let this moment last forever,
Let our love be deep and true,
We have longed to be together,
Let us love our whole lives through.

© 061605 Petit Poet

Love Entered

Love entered her night of despair,
When she was adrift in the storm,
He answered her silent prayer,
Kept her safe from all threatening harm,

Love took her in his strong arms,
To his harbor away from the sea,
Where the nighttime sky was clear,
And she at last found peace.

© 060705 Petit Poet

Our Dance

You will watch as I step toward you,
I will bow as I take your hand,
You are light as my arms enfold you,
And you follow at my command,

As we dance, all the others will notice,
As we glide with a graceful flair,
And everyone whispers around us,
"What an elegant, exquisite pair."

© 060805 Petit Poet

Her Spell

Furtively, I stole one look,
And then another undertook,
Tenaciously, I felt her pull,
With power supernatural,
At last, in overpowering bliss,
Unwavering attentiveness,
And now, with understanding full,
Her grasp is quite incomparable,
Attraction deep and powerful,
Her spell is inescapable.

© 060205 Petit Poet

She Spoke to Me

I came upon a weeping lass; I said, “Come speak to me,”
She spoke to me of one she loved, a young man dressed in green,
She spoke of one who went to war, to right some wrongful deed,
She spoke of him who lost his life, would not be home again,

She spoke to me of memories, of love that still remained,
She spoke to me of hopes and dreams, of all that might have been,
She spoke to me of futures lost, I listened silently,
I listened to her quiet voice, I listened patiently,

Her eyes were filled with sorrow; she spoke with deep-felt pain,
I wanted to relieve her hurt; my efforts were in vain,
I wrapped my arms around her; I held her close to me,
I said good-bye and left her there, to think of loss – and weep.

© 052505 Petit Poet

Youthful Memories

Treasured memories of youthful years,
Trusted friends, comfort and cheer,
Times that we shared are times I revere,
Stored in my memory all through the years,

Tender first love, so heartfelt, sincere,
Soft stolen kisses, sensitive tears,
Moments with you are times I hold dear,
So long ago, yet still seem so near.

© 051505 Petit Poet

Her Mirror

Her mirror showed her royalty and elegance and care,
Her face was made-up perfectly; her dress was haute couture,
Tiara jewels sparkled in her formally styled hair,
A shiny chain around her neck, a sparkling solitaire,

Her evenings filled with Mozart, and gaiety, an air
Of beauty and enchantment and laughter everywhere,
Young gentlemen availed themselves and flocked around her chair,
She waltzed with lively vigor, and a manner debonair,

She had confidence and ease at an elegant affair,
Her smile was warm and friendly; people could not help but stare,
Her touching conversation and her honest sense of care,
Put her subjects at their ease, and made them love her more,

She was exquisite and graceful, she was flowing, she was rare,
In her daydream was an image of a well-appointed heir,
A beautiful young princess in her mind she did appear,
A lovely apparition that her mirror showed most clear.

© 051305 Petit Poet

Caprock Summer

Caprock summer, dusty, hot and dry,
Unrelenting heat in arid land,
Searing summer sun in cloudless sky,
Desolate red clay and lifeless sand,

Cattle seek the scrawny mesquite tree,
Its meager shade sun’s piercing rays allay,
Scattered grassy clumps their only feed,
Where cactus, sagebrush grow in sterile clay,

With squeaky whirr the windmill blade goes round,
Propelled by radiant stir of midday heat,
A healing stream from deep within the ground,
Is pumped by wooden shaft with rhythmic beat,

Empty rural schoolhouse sits forlorn,
Waiting for the Autumn bell to ring,
Children do their chores in early morn,
Then run for swimming holes to find relief,

Natives eke out lives both bare and grim,
Cold in winter and in summer hot,
Buffeted by weather’s fickle whims,
In barren Caprock land that God forgot.

© 050905 Petit Poet

Mount Diablo

Rising proudly and majestic, Mount Diablo,
Reigning mighty and benevolent, o’er its realm below,
Ever constant, ever changing, regal views to show,
On a grateful population, blessings to bestow,

Winter beauty, still and peaceful, blanketed by snow,
Summer foothills, calm and tranquil, emerald grasses grow,
Fields of mustard in the valley, with their golden glow,
Graceful scenes from Pleasant Hill and marshy Solano,

Morning, evening, peak is rising o’er the fog below,
Multicolored rays of sunlight – sunrise, sunset glow,
Eternal beauty, gift was given, millennia ago,
Elegance and joy forever, Mount Diablo,

Keep the beauty, save the mountain, Mount Diablo.

© 050605 Petit Poet

Sunflowers

Sunflowers grow, as Blake described,
To reach the sun and touch the sky,
At zenith reach Immortal Truth,
And with His Love their souls imbue,

But there’s no need to reach the sky,
To go where bluebirds, eagles fly,
He’s everywhere in space and time,
For He is deep inside my mind.

© 050405 Petit Poet

Awakening

For years encased in my cocoon,
Withdrawn into my little room,
Without a pane, without a sound,
Silence, darkness all around,
Feeling sadness, feeling blue,
No joy, no laughter, and no you.

Deep in sorrow, did I pray,
“Come help me please, this gloom allay,
Come heal my heart and make me laugh,
Come let me love again at last,
Come now and let my search be done,
Come fill my heart again with sun.”

And then one day, an angel came,
To heal the sorrow, life proclaim,
Sparkling laughter, playful muse,
Teaching me that joy is truth,
At last the Spring, and gone is pain,
Awakening to live again.

© 040605 Petit Poet

Artificial Life

Flashing lights, luminous sky,
Yet empty artificial life,
Faulty thoughts and faulty deeds,
Built on ego’s changing needs,
Always searching, wanting more,
Never satisfied or sure,

And then at last a lesson learned,
Discover wrong direction turned,
We learn that we must turn about,
Not looking in, we must look out,
To find the love and joy we need,
Gifts that are given are gifts received.

© 050305 Petit Poet

Waking

I waken with my fingers softly tucked into her hair,
I hear her slow and peaceful, rhythmic breathing in my ear,
I feel her sleeping body rest entangled with my own,
Quietly, I’m thankful for the love that she has shown,
Deeply, I am grateful for this woman I have known.

© 020604 Petit Poet

Symphony of Madness

Goofy gags and funny jokes,
The set is filled with silly folks,
Trying to outdo each other’s “badness”,

Engulfed by noise, and chaos reigns,
Action everywhere, insane,
Soon you’re entertained by all the madness,

Curvy women, men that grope,
You find you can no longer mope,
Soon you’re letting go of all your sadness,

Soon you feel the laughter come,
Soon you’re swept up in the fun,
And when the show is done you feel the gladness,

When it’s over, feeling free,
An overwhelming sense of glee,
A riot of a symphony of madness.

© 042905 Petit Poet

You Are

You are my fortune, and you are my joy,
Enhancing, enriching my life,
You are the spices that I employ,
To flavor my days and my nights,

You are my dusk, and you are my dawn,
The nectar whose sweetness I sip,
You are my beauty, you are my swan,
I savor your sensuous lips,

So when life is over and I breathe my last,
And when it is time to depart,
I’ll be deeply grateful that you are my past,
You kept the song in my heart.

© 042804 Petit Poet

First Kiss

I’ll remember that first kiss,
A soft and silky memory,
‘Til hidden in time’s cloudy mists,
Yet sweet her love will always be.

© 062804 Petit Poet

Poetry

Byron, Shelly, Lords of verse,
Transforming life with poets’ words,
Like gardeners sowing seeds of love,
And reaping beauty from Above.

© 120504 Petit Poet

Moonlight

How softly does the velvet moonlight cast its golden glow,
How dreamily the music of our whispers soft and low,
How fervent is our passion in the stillness of the night,
What harmony and joy do fill us when our love is right.

© 120204 Petit Poet

Her Hands

Watching her silky, loving hands,
My heart pounds;
I asked for love,
And she is the answer to my prayers.

© 112103 Petit Poet

Wind

A blue-wailing wind blows,
Dirges whisper benedictions in the night,
Love etches truth to you and me.

© 112003 Petit Poet

Waves

As lovers upon deep seas sail,
Spirit spreads its silky veil,
Its gentle motion love compels,
And o’er them waves of passion swell.

© 111403 Petit Poet

Reckless Madness

A reckless madness has me reeling,
Eyes are fiery, burning hot,
With desire my soul is panting,
Reason stifled, sense forgot.

© 111303 Petit Poet

Silence

Lonely silence, vast gray sky,
Egret white comes floating by,
The omen breaks the reverie,
The end is closer now, and peace.

© 110603 Petit Poet

Dogma's Fountains

Beware of dogma’s bloody fountains,
Hindus, Hebrews, Muslims, Christians,
True believers screaming wrath,
Harvest hate and war – and death.

© 110503 Petit Poet

Starlight

With fervor and concupiscence,
Yet luminous and pure,
The starlight brings a lover's muse,
Romantic dreams and fire.

© 120804 Petit Poet

Loving You

Lovers’ moons and lovers’ stars,
Quiet nights and firelight sparks,
Loving close and loving deep,
Entangled bodies, warm, and sleep;

Golden mornings, birds that sing,
Hand-held walks by trickling streams,
Gentle breezes, glistening dew,
Happy days of loving you.

© 042605 Petit Poet

Refugee

A refugee, filled with dreams,
Wide-eyed, frightened, alien scene,
New adventures, strange new land,
A friendly smile, a helping hand,
Comfort growing, slowly, then,
At home at last, the journey’s end.

© 042505 Petit Poet

Faded Garden

Memories are faded, dreams now forgotten,
Bench made of wood, now moss-covered, rotting,
Garden once blooming is now overgrown,
Roses now thorns, the summer is done,
A once-lovely garden, but love now is gone.

© 030405 Petit Poet

Last of Life

No more striving to achieve,
No more angst, anxiety,
Accept with equanimity,
The role He gives His Son;
Safe at last, beyond the strife,
We reach the latter part of life,
When peace and calm have come,
Rewards for work well done.

© 030905 Petit Poet

Mind of God

In that fleeting comprehension,
When we know the vast dimension,
Wonderments and awe abound,
Love and joy are all around,
Time and earth and heaven fade,
Awareness of our Truth is raised,
And we return as we had gone,
Within the mind of God, as One.

© 032905 Petit Poet

Remains

Standing ‘round the marble headstone,
Last good-bye to one we had known,
Coffin lowered in the ground,
Silent whispers, muted sounds,

Parting words are said, and then,
Covered grave and flowers strewn,
Rites are done, all that remains,
Dates of birth and death, and name.

© 030105 Petit Poet

A Wedding

A pealing bell, with great aplomb,
Announces man and wife are one,
Almighty God, this day we pray,
Please let misfortune stay away,
And let their love, forever true,
Be spent in happiness with You.

© 010605 Petit Poet

Phantom

Oh Phantom, use your magic schemes,
Invade her soul, pervade her dreams,
Make her subservient to your might,
Infuse her mind with love’s delight,
And with your power so inflame,
That she will wake and call my name.

© 022805 Petit Poet

The Guide

Thinking, understanding more,
Now I wonder nevermore,
Who is calling at my door,
It’s You I’m hearing as before,
Guiding safely to the shore,
Giving joy forevermore.

© 010305 Petit Poet

Candlelight

Candles flicker in the darkness,
Casting shadows in the night,
Eyes that sparkle, skin is golden,
Glowing in the burnished light

Lovers coo and softly whisper,
Gentle kiss and warm desire,
Moistened lips with dewy luster,
Hearts are racing, souls on fire.

© 041805 Petit Poet

Photographs

Portraits of antiquity,
Photographs in sepia,
Torn and faded memories,
Happy faces, smiling, free,
Faces of obscurity.

© 041205 Petit Poet

The Cloister

Her gentle smile and countenance,
Her peaceful manner, self-effaced,
She communed with her heavenly muse,
And lived in quiet solitude.

© 040405 Petit Poet

The Fire

Relaxing and watching the fire,
Patiently calming desire,
Easing all strife,
Contented in life,
And problems all seem very far.

© 033105 Petit Poet

Haunting Forest

Haunting forest, deep and green,
Bed of needles, wet with rain,
Musky odors, sounds unseen,
Fill our senses like a dream.

© 033005 Petit Poet

Good-Bye

Hurrying, with faces crimson,
Sweating from the rising tension,
Fidgeting, becoming nervous,
Fearing we will miss our bus,
Knowing life won’t wait for us.

Friends around us, smiling, crying,
Holding, hugging, shrugging, sighing,
Letting go with heads held high,
An outstretched wave, and then, “Good-bye”,
Knowing it’s our last, “Good-bye,”
A new adventure now is nigh.

© 032805 Petit Poet

Chalice of Life

Come drink your fill from the chalice of life,
Let this nectar relieve you when weary from strife,
Let this cup give relief from your terrible thirst,
And revive your delight with its life-giving burst.

© 092203 Petit Poet

Renewal

Slowly now the tangled past begins
To loose it’s unrelenting grip on you,
Silently Love’s essence sweetens life,
And takes you in It’s arms and gives you joy.

© 030305 Petit Poet

On Pushkin's "Onegin"

Thoughts on “Eugene Onegin” by Alexander Pushkin (1833)

“There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.”
- William Shakespeare.
Brutus, in Julius Caesar, act 4, sc. 2, l. (1623).

I read again Eugene Onegin,
Though not in its native tongue,
(I read a really good translation,
James Fallen, Oxford Press, the one).

Here Pushkin tells with deep concern,
That as we journey through our life,
As Shakespeare told us, we must learn,
To follow Fate or endure strife.

I love the flow of Pushkin’s verses,
Love the thoughts with which they’re filled,
The rhythm of his words and phrases,
Fills me with a happy lilt.

He writes of youthful joys and sorrows,
Pain and happiness alike,
Portraying both with depth he borrowed,
From observing truth and life.

His story, told with such precision,
Of the woes of searching youth,
Who fail to see that Fate’s decisions
Guide them to their happy truth.

This is his most important message,
Fate will guide us to our goal,
Of joy and peace and happiness,
If we submit to Him our will.

And yet one part of Pushkin’s writing,
I perceive as fatal flaw,
His focus more on pain and suffering
Than we have in life we know.

What morbid need did he perceive
To have Onegin kill his friend?
Such is not life and easily
Could be avoided in the end.

His story would be better told
If it had more reflected life,
Could still have taught us lessons old,
Could still have shown the hurt and strife.

So in the end I’m left with sadness,
When uplifted I would feel,
I’d rather have been left with gladness,
Guided to a life ideal.

Yet still I understand his motive,
As in life, his willful youth,
Did not accept gifts they were given,
Not knowing universal truth.

And so they suffered, suffered dearly,
Suffered pain their whole lives through,
(Or died too young!) Not knowing clearly,
From their errors pains accrue.

So let’s not do as Pushkin does,
But let us all learn from this Bard,
Accept the place that Fate may lead us,
Live a life that’s truly charmed.

© 100103 Petit Poet

Arms of Love

Silently, no words to say,
Her window showed her winter’s gray,
She longed to feel strong arms of love,
Her body safe, wrapped in his glove,
She prayed for him to Heaven above.

© 090903 Petit Poet

Master's Fire

Somber tune, pensive mood,
Eyes of quiet solitude,
Yet heedful of her master’s fire,
Attentive to his deep desire.

© 091103 Petit Poet

Heaven

You are now within the
Heavenly palace of forgetfulness,
Where heartaches end,
And only infinite love remains.

© 091003 Petit Poet

Shooting Star

Like a shooting star in the midnight sky,
Her flame glows brilliantly but brief;
But I desire a mystic dimension --
Soft feelings, quiet moonlight, lasting love.

© 103003 Petit Poet

Autumn Romance

Autumn romance
Stirring visions of
Long soft kisses,
Warm hands,
Breathless desire,
Thrill of passion,
Hearts pounding,
Lost in love,
Lost in you.

© 102203 Petit Poet

Light

I am the sun and moon and stars,
My heavenly Light
Touches life and love,
Hopes and dreams;
Nothing is beyond the power of my gentle Rays;
Patiently I wait for your strife to end,
And your laughter to return.

© 092403 Petit Poet

Marble Goddesses

Expressionless marble goddesses,
Diaphanous clothing clinging to
The perfection of their Praxitelean bodies
In tribute to their ideal lives.

© 102103 Petit Poet

Golden Mask

Her beauty is a golden mask
And by its surface does entice
All those e’er glamour does suffice.

© 100703 Petit Poet

Grandmother's Hands

Remembered glimpses, gnarled hands,
Kneading dough for yeast bread rolls,
Cinnamon cookies, fresh-baked aroma,
Embroidering quilts, earth garden, love.

© 090503 Petit Poet

Complicated Sleep

Weary now I close my eyes,
And yet a complicated sleep,
Dreams of a photo still I keep
In a secret place within my heart,
Faded now but not forgotten,
Of someone I hold dear to me,
Longing for her swift return.

© 030304 Petit Poet

Mist of Autumn

A cool gray mist of Autumn,
Like a haunted silky canvas,
Shrouds the horizon,
Hushing the wind,
And clinging to her soft naked form;
Her lips are wet;
Like sweet nectar, I drink her,
Quenching my thirst,
And sating my desire.

© 112304 Petit Poet

Dancing

Smiling, dancing,
Arms surrounding,
Feeling the music they play,
Vibrant and happy and gay.

Love flowing,
Desire growing,
Our bodies in unison sway,
Wanting to take you away.

© 010505 Petit Poet

Moonlight Dreams

Lulled by moonlight’s golden stream,
Pacified to sleep and dream,
Of Venus’ soft, seductive kiss,
And sensuous, inviting breasts.

© 120704 Petit Poet

Enigmatic Smile

She stares out of her window,
Deep in thought across the miles,
A gilt-framed Mona Lisa,
With her enigmatic smile.

© 100704 Petit Poet

Homeless

Starving figures, coats are tattered,
Homeless souls, not overfed,
Other people draped in laughter,
Silky blankets, sleep in beds.

© 072104 Petit Poet

City

Lifting arches, streetlit city,
Through I wander as before,
Eyes of wonder, scene fantastic,
Warming hearth and love restored.

© 092704 Petit Poet

Nimble Beauty

Nimble beauty held a trinket,
Just a bauble in her hand,
She was wishing in that moment,
Love and laughter 'til the end.

© 102004 Petit Poet

Knowing Love

Crystal air, glittering sea,
Cloudless heavens, gentle breeze,
Deep emotions beating free,
Feeling fresh unusually,
Knowing love finally.

© 092404 Petit Poet

Starry Night

Starry night, sky aglow,
Constellations, brilliant show,
Starshine radiant, bright and bold,
Moonlight magic, loving close.

© 100504 Petit Poet

Secret Rendezvous

A languid sky of cobalt blue,
A laugh, a secret rendezvous,
A soul's delicious interlude,
We whisper soft, say "I love you".

And in that lovely rendezvous,
That quiet velvet interlude,
Languid shadows are obscuring,
Breathless whispers murmuring,
Passionate desires burning,
Secret dream we’re now indulging,
Perfect love has come at last,
Hold on fast, forever fast.

© 060804 Petit Poet

Hearing the Word

Patiently waiting, timidly feeling,
Wracked with desire for Love,
Monotone voices spreading the message,
Faintly I'm hearing the Word.

© 060704 Petit Poet

Soul's Rendezvous

Lucid logic, thoughts of you,
Velvet dream of azure blue,
Languid laugh, an interlude,
Breathless love, soul's rendezvous.

© 072904 Petit Poet

Beauty of a Soul

T'was desire all engulfing,
The silhouette my heart had yearned,
Delicious rays of love transcended,
The beauty of a soul was learned.

© 092104 Petit Poet

Susquehanna

Muddy water Susquehanna,
Rising, bulging, overpowering,
Like the feelings and emotions,
Of a love I can't control.

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Wasteland

Lifeless wasteland, wind and rock,
Desert tumbleweed, and hot,
Discarded lands, yet with conviction,
Planting, watering in tradition.

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Masquerade

When I end the masquerade,
The mask impeding Love will fade,
Estrangement and remoteness end,
And I am one with You again.

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Heaven's Love

Surrounded in a golden glow,
Heaven's Love descends below,
It watches over, soothes our fears,
Gives us laughs instead of tears.

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Iridescent Sky

Like an iridescent sky,
Her tantalizing nature
Gracefully, exquisitely
Embroiders magenta colored poetry
Enriching transcendental lives.

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Pictures of Italy

Pictures of Italy, Cobblestone streets,
Michelangelo's paintings of Christ and the saints,
Stone piazzas, churches, friars and vines,
Trevi fountain, gelato, olives, and wine.

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Inspiration

You, the dream, the inspiration,
You, the hope, the aspiration,
You, the happiness I've found,
You, the blessing, halo, crown,
You, the essence I desire,
You, the love to make me soar,
You, the honor I now reap,
You, the joy each morn' from sleep.

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Subway Fame

Subway zephyr rolling, rocking,
Screeching under city streets,
Winding through commuter caverns,
People reading, seldom speak,
Sparks illuminate graffiti,
Brilliant in the flickering light,
Fame of artists brief and fleeting,
As the cars go swiftly by.

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