Through your eyes

You look relieved every time I guess what you are saying by the look of your eyes.
Others are shocked at our connection, but how can I not know what your beautiful honey brown eyes say;
when they have been speaking to me since I was a child.

You lay there with tubes and wires coming out of you in this excessively intense hospital room.
Even without the power of speech I know what you say by your quiet expressive eyes.
Eyes that have the power to give me peace, tranquility, encouragement, love, discipline and wisdom.

I was scared for you, but more scared for myself.
That I would never have that peace, love or tranquility again without you by my side,
so I fought hard with you to stay and held your hand.

I was and still am selfish not quite ready to let you go.
You have taught me so much with your life experiences and your 3rd grade education,
but I’m still afraid of being without your gaze and I don’t know how to be without you.

You have been my other half that completes me.
Not some friend, mate or spouse, but you mom.
Who else can give me peace, hope, tranquility, encouragement, wisdom, discipline and love with only their eyes.

Your amazing brown eyes are my saving grace and my peace of mind.
Thank you for your strength and serenity, mom.
The messages from your brown eyes are what will carry me forth when you leave this plain.

Through your eyes we will survive.
Through your eyes we will carry your teachings.
Through your eyes we will live.

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I Miss You

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I miss your hands enveloping mine.
I miss your arm wrapping me in your warmth.
I miss your gaze filled with understanding and love.
I miss your words of encouragement, guidance, wisdom and kindness.
I miss your ears that listened without judgement.
I miss walking around and exploring our surroundings.
I miss visiting with you and learning about your youth filled days spent working the fields.
I miss you telling and showing me how men are supposed to act.
I miss your blessings.

I wish my wish would come true to spend some more time with you and record it so that I can show the following generation how they should live and love.

Gracias Papabuelo.

In the picture with my 60 something year old grandpa. He was feeding me at my 2nd birthday party. He lived to the ripe old age of 98.

Let’s

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Let’s walk just you and I down the winding path.

Under the colorful canopy of leaves.

Take my hand in yours keep it warm as you embrace my heart through our linked fingers.

 

Let’s walk just you and I down the winding path.

Under the colorful canopy of leaves.

Shield me from the mighty Autumn winds as you keep me warm in your embrace.

 

Let’s walk just you and I down the winding path.

Under the colorful canopy of leaves.

Hold me close to you and don’t let other’s ideas of perfections interfere, for we are our own perfection with some imperfections.

 

Let’s walk just you and I down the winding path.

Under the colorful canopy of leaves.

Smile with the pupil of your eyes at me to ignite my inner radiance.

 

Let’s walk just you and I down the winding path.

Under the colorful canopy of leaves.

Kiss my lips and claim me as your own as I claim you for all to see that I’m yours and you are mine.

 

Let’s walk just you and I down the winding path.

Under the colorful canopy of leaves.

Caress my face with your swift explorative fingers, down my neck, arms and body to further lay claim to my body, so others know that we belong to each other.

 

Let’s walk just you and I down the winding path.

Under the colorful canopy of leaves.

Let’s look into each other’s soul and join them for eternity down this long winding road.

Haibun – dVerse Challenge

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Based on the painting:
The View of the Church of Saint Paul de Mausole

by Vincent van Gogh

Oh what a view on this Sunday morn from my sister’s bedroom window.
Kateri’s glow is intensified by the early morning sun. Her radiant beauty matches the golden wheat fields.
Her something borrowed is as blue as the roof of the church where she will meet her soon to be spouse.
Nana hangs the brooch delicately from the same silken ribbon from when she wed pop-pop and when Mami wed daddy.
Simple, strong and sweet just like them.
Though she loves him she paces; her nerves are rising and rolling like the hills outside her bedroom window.
Will she be as kind and patient like Mami and nana?
Will she be as strong and loving like daddy and pop-pop?
She will be all those things and more as she recites her vows again, so she won’t stumble in front of the celebrant who has known us since birth.
For today was a golden day to promise to love her best friend forever and a day or to Pluto and back.

She’d rather run it
Than walk to make her vow
Under the gold sunlight.

The 3rd Haibun Monday is the monthly dVerse challenge at the Poet’s Pub.

No Matter

No matter the season I crave your love.
The heat of the summer days and mugginess of its nights.
The cooling wide array of an autumnal rainbow.
The white ashen frosted death of winter.
Or during the green reawakening of spring my heart leaps around like a young girl in a field of flowers.

No matter the time of day I crave your love.
At midnight with the moon high above to show me the path to you in the shadows.
During the waking of each day at dawn as we say goodbye to the darkness.
In the morning with the sun waving through the clouds.
During the blazing midday sun when there is hardly any shadow below my feet.
In the early evening dusk as the sun goes to sleep a burst of jewel tones illuminate the sky as my heart also burst for you.

No matter where we are I crave your love.
Under the cover of the trees with its heavy branches and its light leaves.
On the busy city streets with the blur of beings and vehicles whizzing by.
On the edge of the beach, lake, or river with each body of water my heart seeks yours in a gentle raging flow.

No matter what your mind thinks your heart needs to know that without fear or reservation I can say;
I love you under the sun, moon, and stars.
I love you under the clouds, rains, snow, and rainbows.
I love you with or without people around to witness it.

No matter my confusion my heart knows it belongs to you.
It may have taken my mind awhile to catch up to what my soul already knew.
Simply my heart has belonged to you since first I saw you and it beat in my chest like I had sprinted up a steep hill.

I will love you way after my heart has stopped.
I will love you way after my body has returned to dust.
I will love you for many more life times and each and every time we are reunited our love will bloom.

Autumn’s Fall – dVerse Trimeric Challenge

Light gales move and drop the leaves
The shades of color do magic weave
The storms we shall weather together
The sunburst jewels on the trees come apart with their final beauty

The shades of color do magic weave
As we step on the brightly crunchy floor covering
Hand in hand we walk on this and all future brisk autumn’s eve

The storms we shall weather together
You and I as one are tougher than leather
Warm and strong in its embrace, but its caress as soft as a feather

The sunburst jewels on the trees come apart with their final beauty
Though you and I begin this journey
Let the autumn’s fall be our guide that brings us through our union duty

Thanks for the challenge Mary.
dVerse challenge to write a Trimeric poem which is a poem with four stanzas.
The first stanza has four lines, and the next three stanzas have three lines each, with the first line of each repeating the respective line of that first stanza. There is no requirement for line length, meter, or rhyme.
The Sequence of lines in a Trimeric looks like this: ABCD, B**, C**, D**

A Man Comes Forward – Gender Bender dVerse Challenge

Here I sit in a cold sweat in all my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered, “I fell from weakness at the site of her ample beauty.”
But here I sit in a cold sweat in my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered, “I fell when I saw her tilt her head toward the speaker on her right”.
But here I sit in a cold sweat in my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered, “I fell when she played with her hair as she spoke to those around her”.
But here I sit in a cold sweat in my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered, “I fell when I wanted to glide my fingers over her blue velvet off the shoulder sweater and onto the span of exposed supple skin”.
But here I sit in a cold sweat in my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered, “I fell when I heard her roaring merriment”.
But here I sit in a cold sweat in my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered, “I fell when I saw the euphoria in her glee filled gaze”.
But here I sit in a cold sweat in my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered, “I fell when her sweet jovial smile lit a flame in me”.
But here I sit in a cold sweat in my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered, “I fell when someone turned up the thermostat on this frosty December eve”.
But here I sit in a cold sweat in my trembling manly self.

No man ever uttered these things, but despite the cold sweat and not feeling my knees I need to let you know that you captivated my thoughts, my heart, and my soul.

No man ever uttered this, but I’ll show you how I’ll love you for an eternity, how I’d rather spend Saturday night laying next you reading or holding you than out acting a fool with the boys.

No man ever uttered these things, but here before you I am trembling, sweating, and barely breathing in fear that you won’t have me.

So will you utter the words that will have mercy on me and make me stop sweating and trembling? Will you have me for your own?

A dVerse Challenge to write a poem from the perspective of the opposite sex. It sure was interesting.