A Gentle Heart

I see a gentle heart… Hurt… bruised… And damaged… like wet wood Pushed upon sand From angry sea. It baffles me. The heart is fragmented…torn Like a cracked water glass That might break Any moment Into a million pieces. It saddens me. Within the deepest part Of a shattered heart Remains a fragment of hope… Continue reading A Gentle Heart

A Rose

When I see a rose I glimpse into… A world of love, of spirit And you. When I see a rose It brings tears of joy… Of happiness…. And you. When I see a rose It makes me laugh And want to cry For you. When I see a rose, I want to hold and… Continue reading A Rose

My Pocket

Tonight I reach into the past. My pocket’s deep. I reach and grasp For a moment in time…velvet to touch So special that I love so much… The thought of you. Out of my pocket of the past you come I gently hold you, and for a moment succumb To an open door called yesterday…… Continue reading My Pocket

Reflections on Being Alone Again

I must get away To be alone Somewhere by the sea You’ll find me Trying to find myself Again. The freshness of the breeze Fills my need… Clears my mind Of what to do About many things so new and strange Now that I’m alone Again. Gentle waters Spalsh o’er my feet As I walk… Continue reading Reflections on Being Alone Again