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
Thursday, April 28, 2005
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
A soft and silky memory,
‘Til hidden in time’s cloudy mists,
Yet sweet her love will always be.
© 062804 Petit Poet
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Yet luminous and pure,
The starlight brings a lover's muse,
Romantic dreams and fire.
© 120804 Petit Poet
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
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
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
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
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Monday, April 18, 2005
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
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
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Photographs
Portraits of antiquity,
Photographs in sepia,
Torn and faded memories,
Happy faces, smiling, free,
Faces of obscurity.
© 041205 Petit Poet
Photographs in sepia,
Torn and faded memories,
Happy faces, smiling, free,
Faces of obscurity.
© 041205 Petit Poet
Monday, April 04, 2005
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
Her peaceful manner, self-effaced,
She communed with her heavenly muse,
And lived in quiet solitude.
© 040405 Petit Poet
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