Clouds please part the sky
Let the stars come out to shine
For my darling love
Category: Poetry
Unnecessary
The warmth grows between rain showers,
But the foggy nights are easing,
And I see the stars against a blue-grey sky
Not as vibrant as against the pitch black of deeper night,
But this is the way it was back then
And the air is electric with thought
Like back then,
And words paint pictures
Like back then
And those words I can’t speak,
I try to capture with other creativity,
But I hold back still,
As much as I can,
But in another life
Another world
Words will flow free,
And yet for us
still remain
unnecessary
Saving Face
I often wonder,
To see each other’s faces,
What would then happen,
Or perhaps I do know it,
It’s why our visage we hide
The Illustrator
You, illustrator,
Draw a world where others care,
Where pain shouldn’t be,
You tend to society,
Make a place I want to be
For Your Words
You are near and far,
Desire grows while away,
Wanton for your words
I Hold Back
Filled to the hilt with raw creative energy,
I hold myself together at the seams from bursting forth,
I hold back my itching palm as it beckons the pen, the brush, the paper,
I hold back so there is more for another day,
This energy needs release,
It will find it’s way out slow and easy
She of Letters 