I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Posts tagged “fall

Soft is a Sweet Serenade


When I was a child I remember,

there was a memory of kindness,

a sort of rite of passage,

whereby she left me with a smile.

 

I remember wishful then,

the forever summer nights,

she laughed outloud

and we danced as forever might.

 

There is a quiet reality in love,

the dawning of an understanding,

that eternally above

all other conclusions must remain.

 

I remember the soft dawn of summer,

a child in a constant stir,

finding my reality,

I spoke of her until the autumn.

 

I would today respond to a soft

reckoning of a spiritual gain,

when life becomes the real,

sort of intellectual game.

 

I recall tender the night sky,

when in the cold autumn breeze,

our gasps created pictures,

we lived inside our dreams.


Waking Autumn


When I recall the quiet noise of morn

The days I pine, the darker eyes that loom

Ask less my mind, for when I in a gloom

It is the sky I seek to slow forlorn

 

The memory a haunt of sorrow found,

As lives we sow are asked to further go.

Beyond the real of the love we know

Is sunlight sure to welcome saner ground.

 

In between slats of home a golden air

Bemuse fear of letting go, losing her

For it is beautiful the morning stir

Of golden leaves – descend summer’s ware.

 

So when in the morning sun I wake alone

Her elegance in brilliant sky be shown.