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Lost Is The Chaser

You have always loved early morning light.
Raising shades pushing closed curtains open.
Each flash from room to room? Presence left bright.

I have followed steps morning to dusk.
I have watched you sigh with a darker sky
And laugh at the sun, for late waking up.

I have caught you in my afternoon arms
I felt your escape from curtain to shade                                       From door to door, calm and without alarm.

 Briskly from room to room almost a dance.
Occasionally you gave me a smile
with blinking dark eyes, in a quick side-glance.

Lost is the love that never can be caught.
Lost is the chaser that never can stop.

Note: Inspired by a modern sonnet by Robert Frost’s “Acquainted With The Night”. ( a must read for all future and current Poets, in my opinion :). The written poem is beneath the video 

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Posted by on May 6, 2017 in New Hampshire, Poetry, Robert Frost, Sonett

 

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Haibun Monday: A Little Romance

Dark Chocolate (a love story)

    I was looking through old pictures today, some really faded and scratched. You were beautiful, impressionable, and innocent. Packing lunches, having picnics, going home after chilled wine, crackers, Vermont cheddar cheese, and dark chocolate. My heart sank. I had to put them away, Unable to see the joy in reviewing history.

    Remembering all the missteps, I made. Young, fearless, sometimes arrogant, misunderstanding love and its commitment; drinking the wine not savoring the chocolate. I will get back to them someday. But, for now, this evening, I will listen to Lake Winona passing in-between the silence and dobs of the lake’s small rolling waves. As I place the photographs beneath the bed, I made.

Sit still to listen

Lake is playing a love song

Remember the tune

***A past poem written into a Haibun

 

 
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Posted by on August 8, 2016 in Haibun, Haiku, Love, Pine Cone Diaries, short story, Zen

 

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Shadows (A Sonnet In B Flat)

Shadows in love, walking aging souls,

Revel and bevel in a morning dew.

Greater than all beauty in mornings told,

Shadows follow shade, making one from two.

 

Bodies at eventide embrace the moon,

Waxing and waning, our shadows did meld;

Sometimes impatient with impending doom.

Arms entwined, her heart, in mine I held.

 

And now, as you decide darkness is fear,

In a single line a shadow you find;

Walking without me, one has disappeared.

Yes, a cloud does cover the sun sometime.

 

Oh, the moon still finds my shadow in sheets;

Of a lover’s body, empty to keep.

 
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Posted by on August 16, 2015 in Love, Pine Cone Diaries, Poetry

 

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A New Day For Love (Rev.5)

 (click on the red circle and white arrow then scroll as you listen and read 🙂

 

A New Day For Love

Wearing in mid-May, on another cold night,

An old worn night-shirt with faded stars and moon.

Blinds closed in the living room,

Shut tight from years of lost nights

Alone, I dimmed the lights.

 

I traded my night-shirt, for all those sad dreams.

I opened curtains, pushed them back

And cracked the blinds to let in sunlight.

Opening the door to the ‘morrow

Wearing new sneakers and comfortable jeans,

 

I heard you knock.

Kissing me on the lips

As I opened the door,

You held my face,

blushing my cheeks.

 

 

 

 
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Posted by on May 16, 2015 in Love, New light/New life, Poetry, Poverty

 

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