To Catch the Sun

My beautiful picture

I wasn’t there
To hear the chimes
At the end of day
I was standing
On the deck
Of a wooden ship
Casting faith upon the horizon
As if we were bound
To catch the sun
Before the darkness

But failings come and go
Upon the sea
Storms beyond Orion
Often linger in the wind
And in the minds of sailors
In their dreams –
But whispers speak
On wooden ships
In the depth
Of stormy nights
And sailors hear the voices
Neath the thunder

Though troubled seas
Can rip the planks
From neath a wooden ship
Sailors trust the wind
To bring them home
But failings come and go
Upon the sea
Inside the darkness
Yet sailors still find hope
To catch the sun

Michael33

Message to the Poet

Message to the Poet

I’ve walked inside those shoes
You wear to stumble
Although you may have thought
It was a fable in reprieve
I could not let you wander
In the darkness
In the rain
Without the breath of angels
In the breeze

I’ve walked along beside you
Near the ocean
Although you have mistaken me
For someone yon the sun
I could not let your footprints
Stand alone
Upon the sand
Without a hand to keep you
‘Bove the tide

I’ve walked with you
Inside the scarlet flames
Although you may have thought
It was a fable in reprieve
I could not let you face the wounds
Alone in sacred sorrow
Without a hand to pull you
From the blaze

I’ve walked with you
Through many doors
But only in the darkness
You would not know my face
Within the light
Although you have mistaken me
For someone yon the sun
I wander tween the lines
Of words you write

Michael33

Poetry of a Sailor

My beautiful picture

Poetry of a Sailor

It wasn’t time
That passed me by
It was my failure to absorb
All of life
Along the way
Caught in the sway of the moon
Like perfect passion
Carried from the shore
In the ebb of the tide

It wasn’t breath
Down in the ocean
It was my failure to inhale
All the air
Beneath my wings
Caught in the strings of intrigue
Like perfect passion
Muddled ‘mongst the silt
Beneath the sea

It wasn’t land
For which I longed
It was the failure to dance
With my soul
On savage seas
Caught in the breeze of a whisper
Like perfect passion
Drifting on wings of the wind
That calls my name

Michael33

As Shadows Cross the Sky

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Gazing through the window’s pane
As twilight fades to truth
While shadows crawl across the floor
Decanting from their youth

Illusions through the chamber glass
As vapors flare to storm
While distant thunder echoes rhymes
Of traces misinformed

Wanderings had come to pass
As shadows cross the sky
While pathways into heaven’s gate
Blush gently through my eyes

Never fore had visions flared
As virtue touched my heart
Mending shards of tattered souls
That life had torn apart

Vagabonds in shadowed halls
Of haunting condensations
Watching those of mortal brume
Transcending contemplation

Fate shall destine morrow’s dreams
Apparitions feast the eye
Pathways borne on billowed clouds
In shadows cross the sky

Michael33

…and so it is

and so it is 1

It’s damp outside
After the passing
Of an early morning shower –
Rain drops lingering on blades of grass
On the red leaves of the maple
On a stray spring beauty
Confused by the cool of the morn
By the light beyond the dawn –
And so it is
About life
Never set in stone
No way to know
When next
To light the candle
When next to dance
With the strings of the symphony
When to hide
In the darkest of shadows

It’s damp outside
The brief morning shower
Moving with the breath
Of the breeze
To a place
Unfamiliar
Leaving behind its footprints
Of a life
Unexpected
Raindrops on the sidewalk
Awaiting the sun
To carry them home –
And so it is
About life
Passing us by
In one brief moment
No way to know
When next
To turn the page
When next to dance
With the shadows in the lamplight
When to hide
Neath the wings of a sparrow

And so it is…

Michael33

In the Quiet

In the Quiet

 

It is far too quiet in this moment
Not one single angel
Whispering in the stillness
Not one vestal virgin
To tend the fire
Even the smoke
No longer lingers
But in the distance
Of a memory
Yet love…
Still remains
Beneath the brume

Michael33

In Between

In Between

The dawn has not broken
Through the darkness
The darkness has not left behind
What yesterday brought to light
Yet in between
We find ourselves
In the darkness fore the dawn
Lingering in the wonder
Of tomorrow

Michael33