The Lens

Through your lens
what will you choose to see
the artist grabbing his canvas
for all to see
into his world
oceans of pinks, purples, and greens
a road that reaches out! Softly bellowing his call,
“Come walk on my path. I will show you all”
the gentle curve of glass
a lantern perhaps
to the light the way
or an image of love
reaching out from behind a camera
a beacon of light
beckoning me
what will you choose
what will you see
a dreamer singing his love song to me

The Cardinals Song

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Light filters in slowly
I long to linger in the land of lullabies
rain is falling
the birds are chirping outside
the sweetest melody
a sweet cardinal arrived at my gate
beckoning his melody
“get up, get up,” he called out to me
the rain is kissing the grass
I grab my camera to record this sweet event
and he was off before I could remove the cap
off to beckon to another dreamer
“get up, get up!”
It’s time to start your day
fill your paper with all the words
of the sweetest of dreams and gentle reminders of what you mean to me

Uncle Charlie

I wrote this poem for Uncle Charlie’s funeral, and I read it at the funeral where I think there were more tears than words that flowed that day.

Uncle Charlie fought so many battles on this earth the last battle he fought was Alzheimer’s.

In Memory of Charles Franc

If I could roll back the hands of time
Allowing memories to rush in like the sea
Oceans of pinks, greens, purples, and blues
Would paint the canvas beautifully,
There are not enough words to describe how you have touched my life
or what you have meant to me
You nurtured with kindness and embraced with love
infected with laughter and taught with gentleness
encouraged and supported along the way
more than a pal, a friend, an advisor
For if titles were measured by good deeds
You would be spectacular indeed
I love you, you were the greatest of all Uncles, Uncle Charlie

I will miss you deeply
Thank you for always reminding me
to see the beauty in colors blended
to find the art in the simplest of things
The lessons were not of art alone
rather to see the beauty
and differences in all and everything
For that, I thank you for painting my canvas so richly

The Garden

Friendship truly is a garden
Some of us are Roses,
others seem to be Lillies
some are Daisies without all the
frillies!! Every person is unique and
brings our own special delights to each
other as friends, and over time we
become so much more.
Look inside your heart and discover the
strengths that you possess!! Some
of us nurture, and some of us lead. Some
are excellent teachers, so don’t hold
anything back. Some of us follow and pull up
the slack. That is what has
drawn each of us to one another as
friends. We need all the parts of our
garden to make us great, for, without our
uniqueness, something would be lacking.
Friendship is a fragile flower
trying to grow; with a bit of patience and
time, a lovely garden will grow.

Gently

“For the man who is my magic has captured my heart, forever for always, gently rising to the magic of our own storm!”

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Gentle, sweet kisses….

A magical storm….

I reach out to you….

Long for you every day…

Wish to God I had the ability to pull you deep within my arms where you can safely be

hold my breath, I am scared to breathe

don’t know how to be the person before there was you and me

I don’t know how to fight these feelings inside me,

I race each night off to my lover, off to my dreams,

I run to your arms for there in those moments

my magic

is by my side

I reach out

Surrender to your love

Surrounded in our own magic

I surrender to my fate. 

The Maze

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Love is like a maze you see, Grabbing hold then setting free

Taking now a course to follow

The path is hard, And harsh to follow

For if we had given up we would have never seen beauty

At last, you see a path crooked and narrow filled with thorns

 Always leading on

Somewhere in the distance, you see a door

Which leads to the heart?

Stinging hard the thorns cut deep

The thorn is lodged in our heart

Loves sweet smell eases the agony

Out of the ashes a brand new start

Look closely for no longer the remnants of the thorns remain but a beautiful rose

For what we seek in the maze of life is

Love unconditionally

Once we’ve found the path to follow, The maze is not so hard to see

We have the key

Unconditionally.

Standing here…reaching out…I’ve been there before I know the way

Smiling softly reaching out I want to help you forget your doubts your fear your pain

I’ll be here to help along the way….You reach out ….Someone’s hurt you,

You cannot forget

Back behind the walls you run and hide…Find the courage to believe in yourself.

You’re hiding like a frightened child…Step out don’t be afraid of the pain

It makes us stronger day by day

Having the courage and face each day

Your dreams are getting closer…Release the hate… hidden in those deep blue eyes…crying softly

Thinking if “I don’t let anyone in I don’t have to feel the pain”

You’re wrong for hiding only gives them the power to hurt you worse

Laughing loudly they’ve done their deed for the day

Crying softly… you retreat…You’re running down a dead-end street

Thinking maybe it’ll all just go away….Wrong again….When you hide from life and love

Pain and hate only grow stronger….Learning how to destroy your world

Don’t be afraid to show you care

Step out away from the walls and send pain and hate away love can help you to face the day.

Love believes in you…leads you by the hand

Brick by brick those walls come down….Smiling brightly…You reach out

Dreams are close….I am so proud…Standing here ….reaching out……

Dear Heart

Dear Heart
Have I told you what you mean to me?
You are my sun, my moon, my stars, my light, my air,
you are my joy,
you are my life,
you are my delight,
Listen to my heart as it echoes my love for you
Listen to the wind as it softly whispers your name
can you hear our song in the pitter-patter of the rain…
in ever you forget or have lost your way
in the kiss of a snowflake……
a hug from the sun…..
the promise of a shining star…
the caress of a gentle breeze…
listen to the wind as it softly whispers your name

Casual Whispers

Casual Whispers….. Carefree dreams…..
Loves gentle caress reaches out to me…..
From out of nowhere~ from out of the blue
I wasn’t even looking and then there is you
somewhere in the distance, the wind whispers your name…
It echoes softly a declaration of love
Written beyond the shadows of time
Ours is a love that knows no boundaries
Accepts no rules
Your love has branded my heart……
I want to reach out and touch your heart
the way you have touched mine…..
Does the mention of my name ignite your soul
the way yours does mine????
Do you whisper my name??? Reach out to pull me near……?????
Are you merely a dream????
A fantasy perhaps…
Except… I believe in YOU!!!!

Love’s Whisper

“To the man who is my lighthouse…. my shield…my guide, mo aer!”

Loves whisper calls out my name…..
teaching me gently to no longer be frightened or ashamed
Loves whisper is drawing me in
with a scent so intoxicating
I want to take it all in
Guiding me gently…Showing the way…..
Pulling me softly into your arms…
Protecting me…Sheltering….
Nurturing…Sweet… and true…
I love all that you are…
Who are you to me….?
You are the wind that whispers for me to believe….
You are the sun that lights the way…
You are the stars for wishing….
A raindrop promising renewal and hope…
Gently you guide my way…..
Loves gentle whisper is calling….

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Rocking MY Levi’s with the ripped-out knees

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Now I’m fairly certain
you have allowed yourself to ponder
is it possible
could she mean me
well, baby, we could throw out names all day long
or maybe I will just tuck your name in my back pocket
or perhaps your name already kisses my skin!
in case you are still wondering
yes my prince is still running around
whose touch sets fire to my skin in the most beautiful way

For the man who is everything! #Trending in anyone’s heart that ever mattered!