I closed my eyes

Silently reaching

the dark of the night

finding, clutching, holding

lips brushing lips

caressing, caressed

perfume permeates my senses.

Awakened, alone

Was she ever here?

The pillow wrinkled

She’s gone, but where?

The dark of the night

Day # 5478

Contemplating

15 years of bliss

Without you dear

What would I have missed?

The growth of our blending

 families as one,

REJOICE IN THE LORD,

GODS only Son.

Grandkids we have

and the ones on the way

you’ve made June 22^nd

a wonderful day!

Never

in my most silent,

lonely moments

would I have believed

you exisited

the girl to capture my heart.

Inside

a drum beats strong

no, wait

it’s my heart beat.

A butterfly

empty lighthearted stomach over flowing.

You

have cared and nursed

many times

so many injuries,

not physical

but life’s cruel, wicked trials.

Kids

leaving from train stations

dad rejected

feeling unbridled sorrow

crying outloud

you have always been there.

Grateful

I freely give you

on this

5478th wedded day

the man

I had hoped to be.

So

much more to say

yet words

cannot ever express

the love

I have for only you.

I

love you so much

hugs kisses

Our 15^th  anniversary

celebrates love

two souls have become one.

USELESS RANT w/addendum

Ruins my fence

and the side of my car,

who in the hell

do you think you are?

Colors from spray paint

bright and bold,

get out of my yard

miserable ass hole.

I know this sounds  ugly

but so is your work

put it on canvas

You selfish jerk.

You see beauty

I see pollution

Let’s meet in the middle

find a solution

Walls that rotate

for new pictures worth

10’ x 10’ in maximum girth

You need an outlet I need some order

I don’t want my town

looking south of the border

Can we form a district?

A place for your work

near accepting people

with colorful quirks

My world is not bland

nor close to hideous

It’s actually beautiful

Although fastidious

Reflecting on reflection

That man in the mirror

the one I see,

is he the one papa

wanted for me?

Have I kept my word, and lived my life

to be the man worthy

of his beautiful wife?

That man in my mirror

The one you see,

does he show honor

is he truly free,

from jealousy, hatred, cruelty ?

Has he been kind

to his fellow man

ready to offer his helping hand?

Is his word rock solid,

a steadfast bond?

Or does he crumble when the pressures on?

Would my papa be proud

of who I’ve become

Am I the guy, to whom grandchildren run?

Has he served his creator

as he should have done?

Has he shared the goodness of God’s son?

That man in my mirror

do his children know

how much he loves them

has it always shown?

H and E and DJ too,

The old man loves you and all you do!

Humility, Integrity, competent and true,

 these are the traits I so want for you.

Alone in his thoughts,

that reflecting soul

it becomes so clear as we get old.

It’s not about winning or stacking up stuff,

but what I will leave

when life’s been enough.

I so hope and pray,

that all I conveyed

will somehow make a difference in your living today.

Deliciously Red

As your petals wilt

And slowly fail

I am reminded of your full beauty.

Although sad to see them fall,

growth requires pruning.

Your branches present naked of flowers,

Your leaves are green,

glowing in the sunlight.

Capable of raking flesh,

your thorns scratch gently.

You are my rose.

No, HEAVEN SENT

Broken, bruised and battered,

is this, what I have caused?

My love, it burns intensely,

I know I have my flaws.

I do not mean to hold you down,

or even back a bit,

the thought that I have hurt you,

it makes me feel like shit.

I feel so total broken,

Bruised and battered too,

Oh how, oh how, oh how, my love

will I, make it up to you?

I know the dragon has been slain,

My princess home and safe,

I pray OH LORD to keep the demons

far, far from this place.

Broken, bruised and battered,

I wish, I hope and pray,

all your hurt and all your pain,

be taken on this day.

Lady love, my only one,

We’re Broken, bruised and battered,

Can’t you see, through all of this

Our dream had almost shattered.

Our love, I swear

can be enough,

if through this all we focus,

You and me, hand in hand

Who could come before us?

I pledge to you undying love,

old, in rocking chairs

better or worse, healthy or sick

And love you even

for it.