Dark Blue Poetry

Speak to me in whispers of twilight
Draw over me your downy, blue quilt
In muffled tones snuff out the daylight
As across the heavens the stars are spilt
Darling, read the night-time with me
In quiet, wordless poetry

A minute ago the sky was an ocean
Flowing with crimson, chartreuse and gold
Now it rolls over us in slow-motion
Darling, its passion is both timid and bold
We sit on the edge of its deep blue sea
Listening to wordless poetry

Far beyond another day shimmers
Waiting to spill from the eastern brim
In your tone a tender love glimmers
We look to the sky-line, hazy and dim
There is no better place to be
As the night enfolds us in blue poetry

Janet~

Whispers

He reassures her that
In spite of all that has changed
Nothing has really changed.
The elements
Have not been rearranged
He still needs to be needed
Loves to be loved
Wants to be wanted
And the stars above
Are the self-same stars
Whether here or there
Whether near or far...
Prayer is still prayer
And a mile is a line
Sketched across earthy plot
It never defines
Perimeters of thought
It cannot measure
An ocean of longing
Or map out the pleasure
Of quietly knowing
Mirrors don't reveal
What lies within
Or the whisper that steals
Across his skin
He reassures her that for all the change
What's really important remains the same
Distance cannot bar her fingertips
Or the whisper of her upon his lips

Janet~

Something

Something tells me that not everything
Is quite as it appears
Something inside keeps whispering
Something for only my ears
And I can feel something stirring the air
Intangible mystery
Something is always waiting somewhere
I wonder what it could be

Something is urging me to rise
As daylight creeps over the brink
Of earth, and brushes star-dusted skies
With whispers of coral and pink
Something quivers deep in my soul
Surging as the wave on the sea
Something over which I have no control
I wonder what it could be

Something inspires me as I get up
To welcome this brand new day
Something replenishes my empty cup
While night hours meter away
Something draws me from yesterday’s pain
To welcome this measure of sod
Something beckons me to do it again
Something…or Someone…maybe God?

Janet~


Sometimes something somewhere somehow...
...urges me to write:))

Somehow

Somehow as the green creeps over the hill
And brightens the weary meadow
So you come to me when the dawn is still
Out of the misty shadow
Somehow it seems distance is but a wee breath
In realms of thought and desire
Last night together we wandered the earth
Beneath the budded spire

Somehow in wishing and waiting and wanting
Seasons of missing you pass
But here in the dawn-light, I hear the taunting
Of moments sweep over the grass
Somehow time insists on flowing too quickly
Somehow in the blue folding mist
Suddenly I feel your whispering near me
In the essence of almost kissed

Somehow things shattered and melded again
Become a stronger measure
I sense within me the broken remains
In shards of aching treasure
Somehow you come to me from out of the blue
As light fingers the line in the distance
In murmurs of daylight and missing you
I offer no resistance

J~

Sometimes...

Sometimes in the middle of the dark
I see you
Sometimes in the quietest silence
I hear you
Sometimes in the emptiest room
I feel you
Sometimes, when my heart is full
I need you

J~

Somewhere

Somewhere a prince and princess are wed
Somewhere disaster victims bury their dead
Somewhere we hear joy in the wedding bell
Somewhere it tolls with sorrow’s knell

Somewhere love lights the lover’s eyes
Somewhere a lonely lover cries
Somewhere there is feasting, celebration and mirth
While somewhere loved ones are laid in the earth

There is a time for everything under the sun
Rejoicing and weeping thread the same dawn
…somewhere a bride slips off her ring
Somewhere a princess weds a king

Janet~

Last night on CNN I saw the images of disaster in Alabama
...this morning I turned it on to see images of celebration and royalty.
I was struck by the contrast and it reminded me of Eccl. 3

Far Too Far

The air has deepened to a moonless blue
Heavy with night and thoughts of you
Reminding with merciless clarity
You are far too far from me

The breeze nudges; its unsympathetic chill
Lies motionless yet creeps next to me until
I shiver beneath its icy touch
I never did like the cold very much

There is an amplified stillness after wind and rain
Its passion spent on field and lane
The air has deepened to a moonless blue
And I am awake; far too far from you

J~

Midnight

The remnants of today are fading away
I pause on the fringe of tomorrow
Watching my moment become yesterday
Where I am unable to borrow
The length or breadth or height of it
As it becomes a shadow
For time flows on in spite of it
Across life’s sprawling meadow

The laughter or the tears I’ve wept
Now slumber side by side
Where all my other years are kept
In love’s soft eventide
And all the worries of daylight
Are nothing more than air
Wafting through the still, dark night
On wings of hope and prayer

It takes with it the deeds I’ve wrought
They cannot be undone
Gone too, each little thought I’ve thought
And battles, lost or won
Midnight seeps in, pushing today
Into time’s surging stream
Oh, it may steal the hours away
But cannot steal my dream

Janet~

About Us

There are so many things I know nothing about
And I won’t pretend that I do
It would be pointless to write them out
For everyone to view
But it’s all right, I’m not complaining
Because I know a thing or two
About the things that are really important
…I know about me and you

I know how the world drifts past our window
When everyone is asleep
And I know that counting kisses
Are better than counting sheep
I know how you evoke within me
A new kind of poetry
And you know exactly how to provoke me
To near insanity

Darling, I don’t know the ‘what’ or the ‘why’
But oh, I know the ‘who’
Scholars may study their books a mile high
I prefer me and you
I know what you whisper without a word
And what you say to me
With your suggestive eyes half-closed
In quiet intimacy

And I know how the willow tree
Sings our favorite lullaby
How the moonlight gets to me
Reflected in your eye
There’s something about the color blue
That makes me melt like the snow
Oh darling, I know about me and you
And that’s all I need to know

J~

Not in the Mood

No, no, don’t hold me close
I don’t want to cry
I’m just not in the mood
For saying good-bye
And I’m not ready yet
To hold your memory
Oh, don’t hold me so close
No, don’t let go of me

The rain lashes across our faces
Disguising the flow of tears
Of all the times and places
Does it need to be now and here?
I could spend forever
Spending one more day with you
Don’t say good-bye, not now or ever
For I’ll never be in the mood

Janet~

Momentary Suspension

The tenure of your steady gaze
Leaves me fumbling; uncertain
Caught within its lucent haze
It probes beneath the curtain
Of my transparent skin; I tremble
But not in fear or shame
But simply because now you know
How glad I am you came

I breathe, but very slightly
Lest I disrupt this trance
I touch, but soft and lightly
The shimmer of your glance
We stand apart like strangers
Rehearsing every breath
No sound marring this moment
But the trembling of the earth


J~