The tempest and The eve of hopes

How to Join	Member's Area	Private Library	Search	Sanctuary		Login
Main Forums	Discussion	Tech Talk	Mature Content	Archives	A home without a wall, Our haven without ends, A circle we all call Our Family of Friends!

Michael G
Senior Member

since 2000-06-25

Posts 579
Nashville

0 posted 2000-09-13 05:56 PM

The Tempest

She let loose her pain in my arms
that of knowing and not wanting to say
to utter those words we both felt there
the ones that let us drift away.
Not because of anger nor temperment souls unrest
simply completed what thoughts we had done
and found our love strained though still won.
Of times we could remember with smiles
rides along the coast on dazzeling tides
or my childrens faces that brighten my day
as they kiss my cheek and go their way.
These all will remain deep in my soul
as to will my love for this woman I know
while we begin a new chapte in our lives
our friendship must gorw stronger in hard times.
For now we hold onto what we can
those morning hopes at our command
as we simplify our drastic pace
and learn how to love, in a new way.

The Eve of Hopes

A beauty of dark eyes and skin
looking radiant from across the room
and the power for which she did hold
completed me and filled my soul.
That first eve bliss that we shared
of passions unfurled in sweat and lips
was more than we both understood
as our heart became one in evenings gold.
We melted into a single source of light
from which the night became our lives
and sacred moments turned to love
that filled our bodies dreams made of.
It is this that I shall always keep
within my hearts rythm as it beats
as everytime I see her eyes
all of her love shall flood my mind.

Mike
Member Elite

since 1999-06-19

Posts 2462

1 posted 2000-09-13 06:37 PM

enjoyed the read. nicely written.

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

2 posted 2000-09-13 08:35 PM

MichaelG~
This is so tender that it reaches a fragile ache.

Very tenderly penned.
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
noles1@totcon.com

shadow of poetry
Member

since 2000-07-22

Posts 76
midwest usa

3 posted 2000-09-13 09:05 PM

Michael...
your reflections of love are written with such poetic grace
you write with so much soul..
must mean you are a poet huh? *smile*

love these two gems.

my sister is the poet
I am but a shadow.
by the light of poetry
I read then dream

Marina
Member Elite

since 2000-02-10

Posts 2245
Pickering, Ontario

4 posted 2000-09-13 09:08 PM

So beautifully worded Michael. Memories are the one thing no one can take away......

Hugs,
Marina

It is a blessing to have wings for words, and passion in pen
Marina Crossley

	⇧ top of page ⇧
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format.