Summer time escaped the warmth,
On flowers where the sun gave birth.
The river like a warming spring,
Swept the tides like a broom to sing,
And slowly as the snow to melt,
My bleeding heart it warmly felt,
The love of life, the dark of night,
The virgins laced in black and white.
Where a hundred doors were opened once,
If not to their beauty there in hence.
Bring me the daffodils like kisses,
In the morn,
Roses red surmises like lightning in a storm.
And it’s fragrance washed the sweat,
Off of time that teared and wept,
A mask of shadows they have kept,
As the mighty kissed the other cheek.
And love and passion kept to keep.
True Love Sonnet
Thy wrestled bones in slumber be,
For fortitude of decency.
My mind with vagueness I propose,
How me, how I love the rose.
Bent and broke her twisted thorns,
All alone a child in storm
Rested from a slumber of,
Her pedals of the truest love.
Bloom for me as the midnight moon,
Lights the shadows dark,
Twisted, turning in a world,
Of an ether gentle harp,
I love thy bed, or so to dream,
Keep thy beauty, for all to see.
Mind Heart and Soul
The soul, its shackled, to the walls of the flesh.
The heart, is backwards, lost or regressed.
The mind of non material, reflects the will of God.
For life, love or peril, every one of us belongs.
Eternity is just a number, forever though it goes,
Like an afterlife in rapture, the wind will always blow.
The stars will shine and light the sky,
A million centuries after we all shall die,
But know that spirit in its sway,
Its energy will always and infinitly stay.
And last with every living thing,
That the universe and all of life will bring.