October 29, 2010 “only one and one only”
“only one and one only”
****
no substitute for air
to give me breath
*
no proxy for water
to quench my thirst
*
no surrogate for sunshine
to light my day
*
no alternate for blood
to quicken my heart
*
no locum tenens
no succedaneum
*
simply nothing
to replace
you
***
©tlh 10/29/10
October 25, 2010 “Love is…”
For Poetry Potluck
“Love is…”
Love needs no metaphor
it does not…seem
it is not…as
it simply…is
…unto itself
…of its own accord
…in its own time
…from where it will
…to whomever it will
…without regard
…without prejudice
…without conceit
…eternal
abiding in the heart
full of joy
tears
smiles
pain
happiness…
…faith
Love survives
time
distance
difference
death…
…life
Love simply is…
if you let it…
EVERYTHING.
©tlh 10/25/10
October 24, 2010 “Heart of Plenty?”
“Heart of Plenty?”
my heart is no cornucopia
it suffers a great myopia
though cornucopian it may seem
a sweet myopian dream
it has no foresight
it needs only more sight
of you
©tlh 10/24/10
October 19, 2010 “Fall Photos”
This is a video look at some recent photos I shot not too far from my home. I hope you find this is 4 minutes well spent, at least the music is good 
Fall Photos From Home
October 18, 2010 “the 7″
For Poetry Potluck
“the 7”
*
If I am guilty of Pride…
Let it be that I swell with it when I walk into a room and you are on my arm.
*
If Avarice is my undoing…
Let it be my greed for the feel of your eyes upon me and the caress of your touch.
*
If Envy be my sin..
Let it be my jealousy for the closeness of the gloves on your hands and the intimacy of the clothes upon your body.
*
If Wrath is my guilt…
Let it be my anger with the gods that I cannot rest forever in your bosom, wrapped in your loving arms.
*
If my fatal fault be Gluttony…
Let it be because I cannot be cured of my insatiable appetite for the taste of kisses from your soft lips.
*
If I am a sinner for Sloth…
Let it be that I wish to do nothing for eternity, but bask in your gaze and feel the touch of your breath on my cheek.
*
If Hell be my end for Lust…
Let it be my unending,ever growing, unquenchable desire for every part of everything that is you.
* * * * * * *
Without question, my forfeit is Heaven…..if these be the 7.
©tlh 10/18/10
October 15, 2010 “dying happy”
“dying happy”
too much laughter
down in my soul
comes a bubblin’ up
I just let it roll
I laugh too loud
at all the little things
and at the drop of a hat
my poor heart just sings
I’ve got a problem
it’s plain to see
won’t someone tell
what’s ailing me
my stomach’s filled
with butterflies
and every day
nothin’ but blue skies
beautiful dreams
when I sleep at night
and in the mornin’
it all feels so right
I got a problem
and you know it’s true
but I just don’t know
what I’m s’posed to do
too many smiles
wrinklin’ my lips
too much joy
at my fingertips
my eyes are full
of the stars above
filling up my heart
with too much love
I got a problem
that I can’t deny
I need some relief
before I up and die
what’s killin’ me
is a strange disease
too good to be true
can you help me please
been everywhere
cause I’m in a mess
looking for the cure…
for happiness
©tlh 10/15/10
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October 14, 2010 “storms of a lesser god”
“storms of a lesser god”
an inescapable deluge
of chaotic heartache and pain
ascending from the deep
on crashing waves
heaving up black water
of long lost ships
and longer lost souls
the flotsam and jetsam
of broken wills
and battered hearts
scattered and driven
by stinging winds of storms
of some lesser god’s making
dashing her floundering bark
upon the craggy, knife-edged rocks
of sad reality and realization
fear of drowning and death
in the struggle
for life
to regain her breath
determined to swim
to that distant shore
with dignity and self
nothing more
letting the storm have
ships, souls, wills, and pain
to drag to the deep
and grind to sand…
silently she walks across the sandy shore
of a new life
her back to the raging storms
her face to the rising sun
©tlh 10/14/10
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October 13, 2010 “The Pearl”
My beautiful daughter: The Pearl
“the pearl”
see into my soul
my eyes will tell you who I am
if you catch the fleeting glimpse
see them watching
they will know you
look through you
they will undo you
my eyes reflect my heart
my eyes will tell you who I am
I am youth
I am strength
I am beauty
I am pure
I am the pearl…
what will your eyes reveal?
©tlh 10/13/10
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(Photo by tlh)
October 11, 2010 “ocean calling”
For Poetry Potluck
“ocean calling”
***
from the mountains I long for the far away sea
in the dewy mist of morning
I stand on a peak ‘neath a clear blue sky
beaming sunlight mountain adorning
like purple pleats of royal robes
over granite shoulders falling
flow riveled foothills and deeping hallows
ancient echoes of the ocean calling
from near the horizon beyond the offing
drawing my eye to that blanket of blue
waves as they rush upon a golden shore
carry this mountain heart of mine
the foothills and hallows of a mountain heart
across the roaming, foaming sea to you
***
©tlh 10/8/2010
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October 10, 2010 “10/10/10″
(10, 10 letter words in 10 lines) a Sunday 160
“10/10/10”
barefooted
among the
burgeoning buttercups
and abuzz
along with the
boisterous bumblebees
sweet ebullience
supersedes
my wintertime melancholy
with springtime!
©tlh 10/10/10
October 10, 2010 “Moonshine”
A Sunday 160 @ Monkey Man
“Moonshine”
Moonshine
from a Virginia still
went strait to my head
takes all my will
to tipe thees wrds
to make thim mak sents
100% alcohol
corn squeezins
makes me feel gud
tlh 10/10,/10
October 5, 2010 “what…?”
“what…?”
Do you see it?
Do I see what?
Well, if you don’t…
What if I do?
Or, if you won’t…
I can’t really say.
Oh well, I’ll just leave it that way.
I think I know what you mean.
I don’t want to make a big scene.
Do you think they see it?
Who…those over there?
Yes…just watch them stare.
I don’t know if they do.
Can you see the ones across the way?
I wonder what they have to say.
I’ll try to squeeze my way around to them.
Be careful…it’s crowded in here.
I’ll be back, if I can see my way clear.
Never mind, just stay here with me.
Surely everyone knows…obviously.
Yep…I think it’s safe to assume.
There’s a great big…
ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM!
By the way…did you notice the Emperor’s new clothes?
©tlh 10/5/2010
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October 3, 2010 “haiku for a fall day”
“haiku for a fall day”
***
golden leaves of sun
warmly shining through crisp air
October sunrise
strokes of colored clouds
softly painting azure sky
October sunset
***
©tlh 10/2/2010
(Image courtesy of artist)
Thanks, Red
September 29, 2010 “night pains”
on a suggestion from my friend, Patti
“night pains”
I rose from my bed
without clearing my head
and went shuffling across the floor
it was dark as could be
but I needed to pee
simply thinking of nothing more
like a drunk on a boat,
my mind was afloat
I swayed back and forth, to and fro
quiet as a thief
I sought my relief
when suddenly…I STUMPED MY DAMNED TOE!
*
©tlh 9/29/2010
(Image courtesy of artist)
Thanks, Red…cute toes
September 21, 2010 “if I wrote”
I asked, “what should I write?” she said, “write about how much you love me…”
“if I wrote”
if I wrote how I desire you
truly how I desire you
how I dream of your touch
how I taste your kisses
though our lips have never met
how I feel your body tremble
in the moment of deepest passion
if I penned how it feels
to see my reflection in your sated eyes
though only in a dream
if I wrote the feel of your hand in mine
of your small fingers clasped in mine
as we walk along a shore
or on some sunlit path
if I scribbled out some lines
about the glorious fullness
in the core of my soul
or how the words
“I Love You”
sound in my ears…
if I put pen to paper and wrote this
the pen would cry out
and the paper would weep
for the unwritable,
uncontainable,
unexplainable
joy
of
LOVE.
©tlh 9/21/2010
September 18, 2010 “Rhapsody, On A Theme Of Paganini”
This is my favorite single piece of music…I find myself humming or whistling it so often. I hope you take the time to listen, and let your heart hear it…
Down by the lake…
(Photo by tlh)
September 17, 2010 “heart matters”
“heart matters”
can the pauper love
same as the prince
I wonder
is there a difference
does station matter
in matters of the heart
can rank’s gulf
keep lovers apart
can the princess love
only the king-to-be
or can the princess love
a pauper like me
©tlh 9/17/2010
(Image courtesy of desktopnexus.)
Thanks, Red
September 16, 2010 “morning, love”
(My first Etheree)
“morning, love”
come and walk with me in the morning sun
bathe with me in the golden glowing
sparkling dewy droplets flowing
from pretty morning flowers
sleeping petals winking
in sunlight blinking
sweetly drinking
all the love
as we
do
©tlh 9/16/2010
(Image courtesy of artist)
Thank you, Red
The Perfect Poet Award
The Perfect Poet Awards
I am honored to accept the Perfect Poet award from JINGLE for weeks 26,27,and 28
and nominate dcwright02
Thanks Ji, for all you do in the community, without you we cannot be here, and I want you to know that I really appreciate all you do.
I also want to thank each and every one of you who has honored me with an award.
I have been very busy lately and have not posted all of them but know that I truly
appreciate all the warmth and love received from you. Your support and
love means more than words can say. Thank you to every one of you.
September 15, 2010 “side by side”
This is for One Shot Wednesday
I shot the photo, and liked it, so I challenged myself to write with it as my theme.
I encourage others to join me if they would like.
Just link or tag or whatever it is back to me so I can read them.
“side by side”
they met in the market
making small talk
neither thought
neither dreamed
but as it turned out
things were not
as they seemed
inconsequential
for little did they know
as they parted
they were fate’s
neither knew
they were meant to be
together
one from two
indivisible
but he had caught her eye
her heart followed
he was hers
they were one
forever mated
for all time
not alone
uninterrupted
his touch comforted her
she calmed his mind
as time passed
love their tide
they traveled the world
hand in hand
side by side
©tlh 9/15/2010
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(Photo by tlh)
September 12, 2010 “A Mountain Memory”
for Poetry Potluck
“A Mountain Memory”
Do you remember holding my hand
down by the lake
in the fall of the year
under the willow,
where often we would go and stand?;
just down a ways from the cabin there
on the mountain,
where we would spend our days
in lover’s embrace…
soft september grass in your hair.
All wrapped up in yellow, gold, and red,
the two of us,
infinitely in love
under the willow
on Mother Nature’s Autumn bed.
©tlh 9/12/2010
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September 11, 2010 “terror”
“terror”
I awoke!
to the thump-thump-thumping
of my racing heart pumping
from some unknown fear dumping
all it’s terror over me
I despaired!
as the blade snicker-snacking
to and fro whicker-whacking
the edge hack-hacking
at my soul
I cried!
my eyes blink-blinking
my shattered mind thinking
and my broken spirit sinking
back to the blackness of a dream
©tlh 9/11/2010
September 10, 2010 “minor fall”
“minor fall”
distant thunder rolls
o’er painted misty mountains
reds, golds, and yellows
dance in muted light
of kaleidoscope music
a symphonic dirge
tap-tapping on leaves
cacophonous crescendo
autumn rain falling
©tlh 9/10/2010
Listen to this here:
(Image courtesy of rainsonggoddess)
Thanks, Red
September 9, 2010 “knowing”
(from a pauper for a princess)
sometimes knowing is all you need
“knowing”
we each know the other
without words
without touch
she comes to me in my soul
and comforts me there
at a thought
she feels my arms
holding her
in the depths of her darkest night
whispering
warm caresses
and heart kisses
in solitude
and aloneness
we are forever together
bound by cords
stronger than
the senses
woven of
understanding
patience
strengths
weaknesses
affections
passions
joys
pains
yesterday
and
forever
we each know the other
we each need the other
we each Love the other
©tlh 9/9/10
September 8, 2010 “cold silence”
A string of three Tanka, not traditional, but holding to the basic 31 beat form.
“cold silence”
__
she is receding
into the living cosmos
featureless and cold
her lips move but make no sound
her eyes no longer gleaming
__
she walks the ether
treading in angelic paths
ice tears on her cheek
seraphically condescends
to turn her face to the sun
__
still for a moment
the pain angels cannot feel
falls across her face
a veil of aching silence
stealing from her, I Love You
____
©tlh 9/8/2010
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