Too Much Fun......

I'll admit
I'm having too much fun
What of it?
The gold in the morning sun
Or the shadow-land
Tossed down by the moon
Tickle my hand
I tremble; I swoon
The soft blue spark
Flickering in your eye
Lights up the dark
I want to cry
Because of things
That are too far-gone
Their taunting sings
On hills wind-blown
But I draw them to me
Like faded sketches
Finding sympathy
In the wish-worn edges
Because after all
Is said and done
Darling, I'm having
Too much fun

Janet~

Perplexed by You.......

I smile to myself, slightly perplexed
Completely content and thoroughly vexed
Some days I have nothing but failure to show
Until I remember, I love you so

J~

Invisible Brook

Today it draws me insistently
This invisible brook
Pouring into every crevice
Every darkened nook
Rippling over polished and faded
Markers of time
After-effects
Of the silent storm
Full and over-flowing
With eager passion spent
I linger, quiet, content
And softly gaze
Through the glimmering haze
Listening to its dashing song
I press it to my heart
It eases me along
And I do not resist
But allow myself to be kissed
Before I am old
Too old for this
Before I am willing to say
I had a good life
I choose to stay
Immersing myself in its silver-gray
I am carried away…….
.....Away……
……..Away
In my thoughts
My thoughts
My thoughts of you

Janet~

The Spring

It does not gurgle like the brook
Meandering through the verdant nook
It bubbles like a soundless spring
Flowing from a source within….
Gleams in my eye like summer dew
My never-ending love for you

Janet~

When No One Is Watching......

Sometimes, when no one is watching
I reach out, quickly snatching
Favorite thoughts and memories
Back again
I taste them, as forbidden sweets
Closing my eyes,to savor every last bit
Of sugar that may be left
In them
What a wonderful pleasure I have found
Some things are still delicious
The second time around

J~

Into the Blue......

The moon casts her glow like a silver path
On the gleaming snow where twinkling stars laugh
As down from the sky, in wavering strains
Drifts the melody of warmer refrains
A snowflake spirals to the tip of my tongue
I taste it and smile; for a moment I am young
And I reach; reach up to the starry clime
But I cannot touch the passage of time
Or the pieces of you that have slipped away
Into the blue of yesterday

Janet~

Silent Storm

In the white-washed after-light of day
Another year silently ebbs away
Unlike the passing of a storm
The landscape remains unscathed, untransformed
No tortured, ragged aftermath
Where we can trace its powerful path
But simply a trickle of laughter and sorrow
The mystery of moments hid in tomorrow
The blink of an eye
The tick of the clock
A wistful sigh
The sobering shock
In the realization
Of time’s soundless hastening
A sudden revelation
A wordless chastening
As our wee mortality
Stares us in the face
And we ponder the futility
Of the human race
And life's silent storm
Leaves its trace on our brow
As we become
A little older now…….

Janet~

Today my brother...11 years younger than I,
asked me if I think I'm in the best years of my life.
I told him 'I think so'....and then I said...11 years ago
I knew so:) How will we really know what the 'best years' are?
But, my dear brother, this I know WE CAN'T STOP TIME.....
so count your blessings, not your wrinkles....of course you
don't have any...yet:)

Happy 34th B-day, Calvin!!!

In My Hurry

I never treasured you
As I should have
Or even recognized you
For whom you would be
….and now you are gone
I can never have you back
You will not return
So I can hold you again
The way you should be held….
To fully touch and taste you
I remember your scent
It taunts me now
You have become
The ache in my throat
The silent bleeding in my heart
I write of you
For you haunt me
In the misty morning
Or in the quiet low-light of the day
Or when the night is the color of you……
Intangible blue
Am I in love with you?
….or simply mourning the passing of myself
You have never changed
You are
And have always been
The past………
The irretrievable, untouchable past
Tomorrow, today’s raw, relentless wind
Will join you
As soft rain begins to fall

Janet~

Never let the moment
You hold slip away
Lest, while you’re not looking
It becomes
Yesterday

J~