WHERE IS THE POET IN YOU?

BESIDE THE SHORE

DAWN AND MORN

Her lips were soft and her heart frail;
love was delicate and fawning!
For a while it lived and couldn’t fail…
like the sand the sea
buries beauty at day’s early dawning.

Then seize a final breathless kiss;
death’s knowledge comes without warning!
As she who I forever, inconsolably miss…
like the sand the sea
on a cold and lonely ebb tide morning.

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IN DREAMS: THE NEARBY SEA

If one could obtain the most potent and passionate component of love and make it his to own and cultivate I think it would be one path to happiness he and no one else would refuse.  It’s a complicated thing and not an ordinary thing; and it’s a spiritual thing, too.  But I tried to make it as simple and understandable as possible in this poem.  Most of all, my effort here was to show it as being the very passionate thing it is.  You may not agree, but I hope at least you will enjoy my passionate sea poem here.

IN DREAMS: THE NEARBY SEA
 
Just one atom of cosmic power from God
Could confer some happiness on me again.
My empty dreams would no longer grope and plod
And one cold night I might see you enter in.
For it would be a secret I tell no one,
Not even to the cold night or nearby sea.
And for just one cosmic atom from the sun
I’d promise God His secret was safe with me!
For were it only in dreams you came alive,
The nearby sea would again watch the sun shine,
And this life I could so much better survive,
Ah, if only one cosmic atom were mine!
 
For in dreams here do I desolately lie,
Praying one cosmic atom be brought to bear;
That God in His endless mercy might reply
And not ignore the stark impotence of prayer!
(Then I might again find you along my length
And we walking the nearby sea together,
Ah, then might my faith and hope become my strength
And believe again that life lives forever!)
But no, there’s no answer from the great beyond
Nor even one tiny cosmic atom sown.
The lonely nearby sea is my only bond,
And cold nights of love-sought dreams I dream alone.

Friendship Is Sometimes As Wonderful As Love…

Someday you may reach a place or time where you may find yourself without love or out of love.  And maybe even without any hope or opportunity of finding love ever again.  During such times it can be worth a lot just to have a friend, or friends who you consider loyal and true.  Or maybe sometimes it can be enough just to love someone from a distance and be their friend without them ever knowing it.  If you can give kindness or friendship without expecting reward, that can be a refreshing and unique experience.  Being able to carry the secret with you can be a kind of strength and confidence few ever know in this life. 

However, you can love someone but never win their heart, and have to learn to live with this, as long as it doesn’t make you sour on love or into a pessimist.  The important thing is not to give up on love and learn to cherish friendship not only when you are bereft of love but also for always.  For you can keep friendship for a whole lifetime.  Not always true for love.  But certainly if you never give up and remain loyal to your search, love is something that can always come your way when you least expect.  For it is something worth waiting for and always worth knowing. 

A LONELY SEA

Now when you put your loving arms around me
Remember to hold on and never let go.
For I’ve been adrift upon a lonely sea
And love is a thing I thought I’d never know.

For the world is such a cold and heartless place
Where even the strongest can barely survive.
And though yours is a very fragile embrace,
It is more than enough to keep me alive.

For I will never keep you away from me
Nor hold on because my heart cannot let go.
I’ll keep you because I hate the lonely sea
And love is a thing I thought I’d never know.

 

A Perfect Day: Embrace the Intangible

Life is filled with both certainty and uncertainty.  Likewise, it is rife with what you know to be true and with what you doubt and cannot trust.  However, there are some things you cannot know through touch and sight and the other senses, at least not in terms of it being solid and having substance and material weight and form.  There are things you can know and feel through thought and emotion, but they hold no tangible dimension and cannot be boxed or jarred or carried inside one’s pocket.  On the other hand, these intangibles can be kept and stored inside one’s heart and mind and made as real as anything that does contain solidity and substance. 

What are these intangibles?  There are many: truth, justice, honor, integrity, trust, hope, faith, loyalty, desire, and love, just to name a few.  But regardless these intangibles may lack weight and substance they are nonetheless as solid and substantial as anything in the physical universe.  In fact, I believe most these qualities are even more solid and substantial than physical objects.  Especially love.  It may be the most solid substance in the entire universe.  Indestructible, too.  I present my ultimate contention via poetry, as follows:

 

A PERFECT DAY

The sun was shining–for the rain stopped and stole away.
But the wind kept blowing and left wind-swept trees unfurled!
They saw our presence…and demanded our souls to stay
And pay attention…while the day perfected the world!

Therefore, we spent it with the sea that greeted the shore.
Then listened to the sun and surf…and to lilting birds!
And we felt like forever…would last forever more.
With the smile inside our hearts that spoke a thousand words!

For might evening arrive and hurry us from our joy?
Or would we know to stay and not let time steal away?
No matter!–although there is much that life can destroy,
It won’t be the perfect love we felt this perfect day.