poetry | apersonaljourney - stories of love

Tag: poetry
- A River Does Tear
  
  Posted at 11:28 pm by a quiet man, on June 28, 2021
  I wonder sometimes why love gives us the sensitive nature of response.
  
  Perhaps it’s because we have this inherent need to let sweet passion live.
  
  I one time wrote about a lover wearing all white standing beyond a river.
  
  The water was fast, I couldn’t cross, it was like a dream in my mind.
  
  She held her arms out to me in a manner of suggesting we could still …
  
  Yet all I could do in that moment was watch her visage slowly fade away.
  
  I derived meaning in that moment to suggest our loves never really disappear.
  
  A place in our mind always opens doors to remind us of such as is beauty.
  
  Her elegance true I stood on my side of the river and let my tears run.
  
  Eventually the morning sun shielded our sight and she slowly disappeared.
  
  I walked the tall grass and returned to my world with nostalgic fortune
  
  for love does return to remind us that there is such in a life of compassion.
  
  I have returned to the river bed holding a hopeful solace every day of my life.
  
  ©️ Scott F Savage 6/2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in Human, poetry, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged dreams, fantasy, love, nostalgia, poetry, writer
- A Single Chair – Haiku
  
  Posted at 5:45 pm by a quiet man, on June 26, 2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in haiku, poetry, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged Chair, haiku, Lake Superior, nature, poetry, silence, z
- Strawberry Moon 6/24/2021
  
  Posted at 11:59 pm by a quiet man, on June 24, 2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in poetry, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged full moon, moon, poetry, strawberry moon, writer
- Suddenly It Happened
  
  Posted at 11:15 pm by a quiet man, on June 22, 2021
  I realized in the moment
  
  she was really full of –
  
  somehow
  
  along the way I tend to imagine only beauty
  
  the harshness of humanity
  
  gets put aside,
  
  a hopeful disappearing act so the Grace of her
  
  elegance
  
  might be the only reminder I ever have,
  
  without any need to wonder why,
  
  just love the moment,
  
  prevents a good cry.
  
  ~
  
  Until when, wait
  
  until the very next moment
  
  when clarity begins to scream,
  
  the eyes want to bulge out of our heads
  
  such pressure from the brain
  
  all those minutes to hours to days to years of asking forgiveness
  
  when in truth
  
  the absolution has been far closer
  
  than the weak in mind might possibly ever
  
  imagine.
  
  ~
  
  Then it is there
  
  in plain view
  
  all we had to do is pause
  
  think about what s really being tossed on the table
  
  not all of it ever really sticks,
  
  next morning most of it is gone
  
  except the chanting
  
  quiet whispers from all directions
  
  sort of wave themselves across a light linen
  
  tablecloth,
  
  freshly ironed yet holding the history
  
  of so many years of remind.
  
  ~
  
  I once knew a woman, we had a favorite bench,
  
  I once knew a woman whose beauty found a fence.
  
  I spent my life trying to figure out which side
  
  Oh, did I mention,
  
  I once knew a woman, well many different women,
  
  all the same though, in the end, it still happened.
  
  © Scott F Savage 6/2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in poetry, the 'be' series, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged familiar, happened, love, poetry, woman, writer
- I knew you once
  
  Posted at 12:25 am by a quiet man, on June 18, 2021
  I really did,
  
  I could look in your eye,
  
  there you would be,
  
  no shadows,
  
  not another place
  
  your heart needed to be,
  
  only with me,
  
  our own little island
  
  just between the now and the when.
  
  ~
  
  We could be there for hours,
  
  you and me,
  
  watching people pass beyond our sight
  
  forever into a daylight stream
  
  of sunlit confusion,
  
  just you and me,
  
  and only the two of us
  
  in a dialogue would last forever,
  
  with chuckles and a laugh,
  
  oh my, how extraordinary
  
  had our lives become
  
  just you and me.
  
  ~
  
  Then we let them in
  
  all of them
  
  like a stampede of lost cattle,
  
  running every which way,
  
  and somehow in the middle the two of us
  
  the two of us,
  
  let go of each other’s hands
  
  and hear we are
  
  – no really listen –
  
  so far apart and far away …
  
  ~
  
  I knew you once,
  
  as did you me.
  
  © Scott F Savage 6/2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in poetry, the 'be' series, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged distance, Forever, heart, love, poetry, stampede, writing
- Walking Outside in the Rain
  
  Posted at 11:28 pm by a quiet man, on June 17, 2021
  I could feel the drops hitting the top of my hat,
  
  it was the hiking hat worn
  
  so many times before when the sun beaten down
  
  now gave it its own worn
  
  look of better days, though today in the rain,
  
  its very meaning, the idea of cover,
  
  its job had been clearly carried out,
  
  well, at least in the rain.
  
  ~
  
  I wondered then, as I do tonight about time,
  
  does it really change,
  
  will absence create a fonder nostalgia
  
  that no one can recall the good or bad times,
  
  only the rain,
  
  as it fell down today seems to make a mark,
  
  a damp reminder perhaps of tears.
  
  ~
  
  I know that tomorrow will be a sunny morning,
  
  a walk in the radiance of a bright rise,
  
  might do me so good,
  
  shake the aftermath of a downpour
  
  that emotional journey we seem to let ourselves upon
  
  when it is we feel the air begin to change
  
  we know a good rain,
  
  bring us all fresh flowers in the morning.
  
  © Scott F Savage 6/2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in poetry, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged beauty, fresh flowers, poem, poetry, rain, sunlight, writer, z
- She Wrote A Song
  
  Posted at 3:03 am by a quiet man, on June 11, 2021
  She wrote a song while in a dance
  
  a sinewy figurine.
  
  We watched from near the entrance,
  
  a place that held our dreams.
  
  The shadows round a dance floor show
  
  a silence would we mean.
  
  Our lives belong in harmony
  
  yet always we do scream.
  
  I wondered about her eyes that night
  
  the tears began to scream
  
  I couldn’t fix just anything
  
  I should have stayed alone.
  
  Tonight I’ll know the love we may
  
  can only find the time.
  
  ©️ Scott F Savage 6/2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in poetry, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged Dance, dreams, her, him, love, poetry, song, writer
- We Did Dance
  
  Posted at 11:19 pm by a quiet man, on June 8, 2021
  ©️ Scott F Savage 6/2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in poetry, the 'be' series, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged Dance, love, poetry, rain, writer
- When Once Would Love
  
  Posted at 2:45 pm by a quiet man, on June 7, 2021
  We could cross that path
  
  smile in the eyes of blossoms
  
  a time of remembrance
  
  everything around us seems
  
  so alive,
  
  so vibrant,
  
  the real nature of affection
  
  passion in some unbridled
  
  affair, yeah that thing would
  
  decimate any moment of courage.
  
  We walked and then we wait
  
  in each other our arms would
  
  cause some response,
  
  a silent realism we would
  
  allow ourselves to feel,
  
  maybe navigate through a
  
  constant indecision,
  
  the maker of a lost mystique.
  
  Now the summer heat arrives,
  
  we are together perhaps,
  
  always unsure,
  
  but there is one,
  
  that one moment of soul
  
  seeking a heart of loss
  
  Some manner of love
  
  that abundance of love.
  
  _______________________________________________
  
  ©Scott F Savage 6/2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in poetry, the 'be' series, writing | 0 Comments | Tagged heart, loss, love, Passion, poetry, soul, time, writer
- Imagine A Now
  
  Posted at 7:55 pm by a quiet man, on June 6, 2021
  We speak of idealism,
  
  that flattering notion of clarity
  
  when asking the world to realize
  
  sweet options, intriguing outcome.
  
  I know a guy I never knew
  
  but he had these words
  
  transcending his own life of weakness
  
  to leave a powerful legacy of hope and faith.
  
  I believe so much in his memory
  
  found his script
  
  and the word wakes to my eyes every morning,
  
  my forearm a constant reminder.
  
  Imagine the now, imagine just how
  
  we could live our lives
  
  let go of the pain
  
  realize the beauty in a spectacular horizon.
  
  Take a moment, please, imagine
  
  we might all find happiness within our soul.
  
  © Scott F Savage 6/2021
  Share this:
  Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)
  Like this:
  Like Loading...
  Posted in poetry, the 'be' series, writing | 1 Comment | Tagged beauty, idealism, Imagine, John Lennon, love, poetry, truth, writer
← Older posts

Newer posts →

Writings
- poetry
- sonnets
- commentary
- haiku
- Contact
Search for:
Archives

Blog Stats
- 32,115 hits
Categories
Categories
Blogs I Follow
Follow apersonaljourney – stories of love on WordPress.com
grateful support
August 2021

M T W T F S S

1

2 3 4 5 6 7 8

9 10 11 12 13 14 15

16 17 18 19 20 21 22

23 24 25 26 27 28 29

30 31

« Jul

	Yernasia Quorelios on Another Day, Sweet Peace
	a quiet man on Another Day, Sweet Peace
	Yernasia Quorelios on Another Day, Sweet Peace
	ReBlogging ‘Sp… on Speaking in Taboo Languag…
	Yernasia Quorelios on Speaking in Taboo Languag…

Tag: poetry

Posted at 11:28 pm by a quiet man, on June 28, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 5:45 pm by a quiet man, on June 26, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 11:59 pm by a quiet man, on June 24, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 11:15 pm by a quiet man, on June 22, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 12:25 am by a quiet man, on June 18, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 11:28 pm by a quiet man, on June 17, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 3:03 am by a quiet man, on June 11, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 11:19 pm by a quiet man, on June 8, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 2:45 pm by a quiet man, on June 7, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Posted at 7:55 pm by a quiet man, on June 6, 2021

Share this:

Like this:

Writings

Archives

Recent Comments

Blog Stats

Categories

Blogs I Follow

grateful support