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~

Verge

Clamorous moments push against my side
Tugging me from my yearning
Forcing me to see what’s in front of me
For there is no returning
To the crying shadow of faded chance
Or the blue meadow of yesterday’s dance

My tears for you wrap me in a pale, silk scarf
I run my mind over your form
While the wind screams and moans and wails
I am caught in the eye of the storm
I touch your mouth with dissolute sorrow
We will worry about tomorrow, tomorrow

Rain-drops slide into puddles of glass
Dawn creases the hem-line of day
As light splinters the cobalt grasp
Of a dark arm, stiff and gray
I know today is coming on fast
And I turn to you; on the verge of the past

Slow release is an agonizing eternity
As I sense you pulling away
The warmth of your whisper slipping from me
Into the vast yesterday
A stiff breeze rises with the sun
I reach for you; but the storm is gone

J~

Endless Change

Endless change, nearly imperceptible
But silently bold
I have depleted the joy of being invincible
I’m not quite old
But I yield a little of myself to change
When I must
For I cannot rearrange
The sequence of dust

Endless change, but I am unwilling to trade
Passionate longing
To be quietly patient and staid
Every morning
Change is as subtle as a falling mist
In the soft-dusk hour
It does no good, but still I resist
It’s resolute power

Janet~

Fingertips

The rain plays a muted song tonight
Gray fingertips pummeling out the light
As wind-tattered fragments of my day
Waver momentarily and then slip away

The silence is warm and easy with you
Thunder rolls in the distance, the lightning white-blue
Illuminates stark images, rigid and black
My finger-tips brush across your back

The night settles around us in a long, out-drawn sigh
Reaching the perimeters of the sky
Fingertips whisper, plead, implore
Waves gather somewhere on a forgotten shore

J~