return of the season

 

The night gets darker, I walk by the moonlight

I feel your presence, yet I long for your sight

 

The small café on the other side of the road

Is still open, facing your quiet, lonely abode

 

The tired old autumn leaves fall to the ground

Waiting perhaps, to return as the seasons turn around

 

And among them I walk, feeling you by my side

Holding my hand, following the stars as our only guide

 

And they turn dim in the golden sky, the night is gone

I am still there waiting for you to be back to where you belong!

 

 

…….a long time ago…..

 

Born in the mountains

As a tiny stream I flow

Destined to meet you

Following the only path I know

Forcing against the currents

Of the winds that come and go

Hoping someday you’d join me

Among the lands high and low

I would then cease to be a stream

And into a lovely river I’d grow

As we reach the sea, we’d be one

Like we were, a long time ago

And carrying the wisdom of the sea

Towards the sky’s heavenly glow

We’d fly once again

Like we did, a long time ago….

 

 

This was written for the Poetry Potluck 🙂 Hope you all like it!!

a moment too late

The sun slowly died

As she watched the edge of the sea

Another day gone, another wish lost

Another reason to believe life is cruel as can be

The waves were risky, the shore safe

But there was no hope for the poor waif

The shore was not her home

She was alone

All she wanted was a ship to come and carry her on its deck and flee

Along the horizons, towards the sky, to the clouds, beyond the eyes could see

Another sunrise, another hope

No sign of the ship, only a boat

Offering her a ride she couldn’t deny

So for one last time she waved the shore goodbye

This was not what she wanted, but accepted it as her fate

Turning back to the shore now, she saw a ship, just a moment too late