Stick 326 - Windswept Everywhere

Windswept Everywhere

On a pink morning pillow
the ocean breathes a soft first-light hallo
and I wonder how you are

On the fresh chilly awakening sand
I tread softly to not intrude
and I wonder where I would find your hand

On the quiet air I watch
as a sleepy seagull awakens and become aware
and I wonder why you woke so much to late to care

On the small white foam
that brings the ocean wave to a  limestone throne
I no more wonder, but accept you needed to withdraw

On the best of this new day
the ocean ink envelops my soul
I linger on the dawn and am thankful for what is now again whole

Stick 325 - Sun Sword

...Sun Sword...

 

Do me the honour

Show that you care

Have your sword ready

fight always fair

 

Do not act in haste

Show that you are aware

Have the patience to listen

fight with real flair

 

Do what needs to be done

Show that we are a pair

Have the humble reserve

to fight to keep me ever near

 

 

 

 

Stick 324 - The Always Magic

The Always Magic

Seed pod promises
on sticks to come
from the unblemished highest sky

Some in groups
some as one
most just brimming to become

Sticks with strains of pain
no longer holding on 
no longer forever to remain

Seven the magic number
count it anywhere you want
breathe the freedom in the new stick font

the magic of time
the magic of no more want
the magic that awaits when nothing seems too late

Stick 323 - Cup of Green

Cup of Green....

I ordered a cup of green
and mixed it with a bite of emerald sheen

He brought it on a tray of gifts so untamed
it wasn't apparent that it meant that the receiver would gain

She brought an afterthought
a spoon shining as if in a pink sunset rain

The cup was humming a purple lullaby
as trust etched in an aqua ear of no-more-cry

I ordered a cup of green
and drank from it with a certain knowing that love is ever growing

Stick 322 - Love letters

Love Letters.....

Your love letters
lie open and many times read
in the dry river bed
of my memory willows

Your depth of love
producing water so clear
it highlights a diamond nugget
crisp and coveted on the river floor

Your delight in the sum of us
mingle the trusted deep blue ink
on an aging page
of a ship set to ultimately still sink

Your hand holding the pen
the stick that becomes the stem
that brings forth the thanks
for the love we once shared

Stick 321 - This way

This way...

In the path that I now walk
subtle signs lay in wait
sometimes clear
and sometimes totally masked and delayed

as if in eternal knowing
that when the time is right
i will not stumble accross
but stop and think and decide

the signs sent from eternity to forever
awaiting the free choice i have been gifted
no judgement of a choice either way
no guilt when the choice leads down side paths of grey

In the path i now walk
strength holds my hand
sunshine guides my way
sticks took the dark and paved the way

Stick 320 - There's a dance

There's a dance...

The dance is in the valley below
The dance is where my chiffon dress will sing and twirl real slow
I have always dreamt that we would go
I have never failed to imagine
the spectacular nature of that evening dance and its glow

As we come over the ridge
The fairylights crowning the meadow of delight
As we walk along nature's invitation path
your hand enticing mine and my mind
already tango to the salsa of the music floating everywhere

The sounds of laughter offering the moon up high
flirts with the smells of the purest make-belief sky
And I lean forward as you lean in
And your hand on the small of my back
whisper safety and together and forever in the now