One last time...

One last time...

I would like to see
In my eye
The golden gate
One last time
Before my spark
Fades away one last time

How the bay reflects
Reflects the greatest depths
Of my soul
My heart

Seeing the reflections
Of my soul
In the depths of the bay

As the golden gate
Glitters within it's
Golden age of greatness

As I am in my winter
I look upon the depth
Of father time and know
I am not even a second
Or glitter in father time's eye

As I stare at the last memory
Memory of the golden gate
My last reflection
Capturing the soul of
Of the golden gate

As I walk across from one end
That I have traveled long and hard
36 years have passed
All those moons of romance
To all those sunny summers

I take my last stroll
Across the golden gate
The golden gate
I cross and fade
Fade into eternity

Across the reflection
Of the golden gate
In my eye...
In the year...
of the great dragon

One last time...

Of the Golden Gate

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Beads on a Glass Heart

Beads on a Glass Heart

 

Beads... Streaming down

Down the surface of my heart

Feeling every emotion

Absorbing in my heart

 

As I feel the sorrow

Sorrow coming

Coming from the Beads

of emotion from your heart

Beads... Beads...

 

Crossing my existence

crossing my short time

Time on Earth

Those beads

Are short concentrated

In each Rain Bead

That touches my heart

My soul

 

As I bead within the Beads

Each Emotional bead

cracks my casing

of My Glass Heart

As my heart starts

To shard

breaking apart

 

Some beads are happiness

Others are beads of pain

Beads of sorrow

Beads of sadness

 

Beads

Of our  life

Beads heavy

Beads shattering me

Shattering my glass heart

 

Shattering into cracks

Into shards

Pieces of my  life

To soon

To soon fall into pieces

Little pieces of Sand

Ground down to nothing

 

Glass Pieces of my heart

become the sands of time

As Beads

wear me down

Wear my Heart of glass

Into bits of Sand

Of time that are walked on

By others. 

 

Beads on a Glass Heart

Morning Gardening

Morning Gardening

This morning
With the breeze
The air
The temperature

I remember feeling
Feeling the cool dirt
Between my fingers
My fingertips
As I remember loosing
The soil with the three claw
Claw tool
To prepare the soil

How I remember my Dad
Giving me tasks to finish
Finish up mixing the top soil
Digging up the gardens
In the different areas
Areas that dad wanted
Wanted to plant his garden

How I remember the hard work
All the work the family did
In Tuscon... In New Jersey... In Guam
Finally in New Mexico

All the different Seeds he planted
The blueprints on paper
He would spend hours drawing
Depending on what base we were at
He would look through seed catalogs

Figuring out which would not grow
In that climate or that season
He made sure that his crops
Were always watered

When come harvest he would
Would pick the crops
He would give some away

Some crops he would
Would have my mom
Make varies dishes
Or Breads
To be given away
Or to be sold

I remember ever season
All the time at about the same time
I would help  my dad
With Harvesting.. digging...
Keeping up the Garden
In the Spring
In the Fall

How I remember ...
My dad in the Mornings
At Dawn

Morning Gardening

Brisk Great Falls Morning

Brisk Great Falls Morning

Brisk the wind
As the wind of God
Touchs my cheek
Touchs my trench coat
Made of Leather
That drapes me

I feel it is my armor
So that life does not
scuff me up to much
Brisk Morning
Tells me that God
Is around
Touching the Birds
That lay new baby birds
As you hear them In the nest
The little ones
Chirping Away

Chirping to know
Their Parents will be back
With the early worm
To be fed and care of...
Then one day they will leave
Leave the nest
To start their own nest
In another tree of life

As I walk on man made walk
I look at the little fox
That is no longer little.

How the air is cool
How to see the beauty
The Beauty of the light
Upon my brow

Brisk the air
Brisk life can be
As the seasons past
They have taught me so much
I miss my youth
The travel
The unity
Once upon a time

As I walk
Walk to the bus
To go to work at dawn
To ride To metro
To DC area

Traveling on the rail
To work near the Potomac
Potomac River
In Old town
Alexandria

As I step on to the bus
I will miss the quiet
Quiet community
Of Great Falls

But there is always
Always tomorrow Morning

Brisk

God's Breath

God's Breath

As I take in...
The breath of God
I feel him within...
My heart... My soul... My mind...

God's breath
How it brings thoughts
Of life to our eyes
Our hearts
Thinking we should
of listen to our...
Our voice and God
That dwells in us
Telling us
Do what our heart tells us
To feel and live life
But we listen to others...
You should be..
Do this because...
Or ...
Just do what your heart...
Heart whispers to you
Your soul
Your being...
Listen and take in God's breath

Watch the sun
Be reborn
Feel its warmth
The beauty
And the majestic view
Of new hope

Then feel God's breath
Within your lungs
Within your soul
Within your heart

Gods breath

Petaless Blossom

Petaless Blossom

When my blossom
Is at a end
And the last petal fall
Falls to the dust ...

Will they understand...

I miss the one that...
Planted me.

He left me help
But the other seed
The other seed
Took what is left...

I am left in the garden
To live my season
My season out
Without my gardener

As all my petals...
are almost gone
I am left alone
No one care what
What I say.

As I start the final
Final seasons
In the snow

The other blossoms
Are doing good
As I am left in the snow

To turn to dust
As I see the rest
Of what the gardener left
The other uses it up
For itself.

Forget its other seed
That is related to it.

As my Last petal is gone
I wither and I am tilled under.

Petaless blossom
Forgotten

Petaless blossom
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Walk at Dawn

Walk at Dawn

As I step up the step
Of the house I dwell
I feel God caressing
My cheeks as a brisk breath
Of God awakens me
To a start of a new day

I look round to see I am alive
To see I have another day
To make my life worth something
To show my dad that he did good
In his oldest son
All the talks; all the walks; all the fishing
That it was for something

I walk in my suit
To feel my dad's spirit
Walking with me
Telling Me
Right from wrong
His voice in my head
In my heart
That I have another day to do good

He always told me:
Remember where you came from
Help others
Think before you do

I always hear and feel it
In my gut
In my heart
In my mind

I see the little foxes
In the morning
The little birds all around
Hearing them chirp
Chirp their songs
As it start to lighten
And the shadows fade

I sometimes see my fathers
My fathers steps as he fades
Faded into the mist
Mist of the morning

To know I am not walking alone
But with my father in the morning
Every morning
Like in my childhood.
When we fed the ducks
Or get the newspaper
In the morning
My father would get me
Yoohoo and small cakes
Like when he was a kid
He wanted to share his past
With me.

He will always live in my heart
He will always walk with me
In life.

Walk at dawn



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Spring Walk

Spring Walk

 

Walking up the red brick

Of a monday morning

Listening to the birds

Smelling the fresh cut grass

 

Old town

So beautiful in the glimmering Day break

As the light of day

Lights up the morning

Waking the song of the day

In the morning

From the chirping

Of the young

With wing for the horizon

Of Tomorrow

 

As the birds feed

Feed their young

With the early catch

They grow so fast

They leave the nest

As quickly as the are hatched

To stretch their wings

Of knowledge

That you have fostered

That you have taught

Then the rise

Like the sun

In the morning breeze

To catch the wind

To glide into the horizon

Into the light of the future

 

As they become grown up

Have their children in their season

Season of their Spring

And they too

Will watch their young hatch

And learn

and fly away

 

As I walk the red brick

In Old town Alexandria

I have watched many sunrises

And know that I have seen

Many of my students grow

And fly away from the nest

Maybe one day I will see

See my own Fly away

 

As I look at the sun

I shed a tear

In the morning light

To walk in the breeze

In the season of Spring

 

Spring Walk

9-Months (Dedicated to my Mother)

9-Months

I was cared by mother
Whatever she ate
I ate
Whatever she did with her body
I felt
I was one with my mother

She cared for herself
To care for me
She touched my soul
She could of not have me
She could of aborted me
She could of terminated me
In the womb

But she wanted
She wanted to care for me
As long as I live
In different stages of my life
She loves me
She wanted and still to protect me
From decieving x-wifes
Who cheat
Who wreck and destroy my life
She warned me

But she knew I  had to learn on my own
I had to go through it all
She is proud of me

She sees me Graduate from High school
She cried
She sees me go to Europe
She Hugged me
She sees me go to DC
For an Internship
She kissed me on the check
Told me to watch out for the ladies
She sees me get a Job and Full scholarship
To stay in DC to work for the Government
She cried; Knew I would stay in DC
That her life would change
She sees me graduate from UMCP with my degrees
She was proud
She sees me sell my first painting
She admired me and was proud
She sees me publish my first poetry book
She is proud
She sees me publish my secound book
She felt love for me
She gave me nine month
But it is more
SHe is my mother
She will be there for me...

Always for me
She knows I respect her
She knows I love her
I have a funny feeling she
will out live us all.
9-months

9-months

Curves of Your Curls

Curves of Your Curls

 

As I sit in my room

Alone

Of white walls

And pictures

of moments gone by

 

Pictures from my brushstrokes

From my mind

To my canvas

And now upon my wall

No longer just a moment

But upon my wall

To remember

 

Now I sit

Remember your Curves

Of your curls

As when I see you

for the first time

I see you and remember

Oh I remember

Your curls

Because they Frame

Frame your soul

Your essence

Your tear drops

When you are happy

Or when you are sad

At me...

Or someone else

I always remember your curves

Of your curls

 

Those dynamic Curves of your curls

Touch my soul

Touch my eyes

Touch my heart

Each beat is touched by your Curls

Your Curves of your Curls

 

I follow your curves of your curls

To remember your momens

In my eyes

As they reflect on my life

As your curves caress my thoughts

Of my mind

Those dark figures

Of your Curls

Touched my soul

Touched my heart

Touches my spirit

 

Oh I feel in love

with the Curves of your Curls

Those Life filled Curls

Of those Curves of your soul

Of your heart

Those Curves of Your Curls

 

As I sit in my Room

I remember those days

Those days with the Girl

WIth the curves of your curls

 

Curves of Your Curls

 

Those Curves

Of your Curls

Falling Love from Above

Falling Love From Above

 

Having Dinner with a deep Soul

Peering at her at the live concert

Listening to local bands

At the local bars

 

Eatting at an after hours Place

Laughing; telling jokes; interrelating

Staring at our eyes

Those instant moments of silence

Looking at each other

Enjoying

Remembering

The Moment

 

Then walking to her Car

Then the Love falls from Heaven

Falling from the sky

From the Moist Emotional Feelings

As we both

Felt it all

As we make it to your car

Wet and damp

Happy and emotional

Feeling my heart

Beat as fast

As fast...

As the rain came down

From the heavens
Through the sky

 

As we stare at each other

Wonder what was next...

As the rain encapsulate our moment

As we grin

As we giggle slightly

As we realize we touched

As I touch your arm

Caressing Feeling your energy

Feel what you feel

As I fall deep deep into your eyes

Like the rain falling

Falling Love

Upon us

Upon our skin

Upon our thoughts

Upon my mind

 

Falling Love

Touched my thoughts

As we caress each other

Desiring each other

Wanting this moment

Envisioning this time

This hour

This minute

This moment

 

Your lips pressed upon mine

As I taste your love

Within my soul

Within my moist feelings

Upon my heart

My beating heart

Your pinkish-Red lips

Lips that I desire

Oh the Rain

The falling Rain

Falling Love

 

Falling Love

In my life

 

 

Moisture

Moisture

 

As the first drop

Falls from the sky

Of lovers and dreamers

 

I can feel the start

Of a romantic thought

A moment that I will...

Will remember until I take my last breath

In this world of moments and thoughts

 

I start to feel the light rain

As I start the moment

As I peer into your eyes

I can feel the beauty

The desire in your eyes

As we spent the last hours

Upon the face of our existence

Upon the melted clock

That no longer existed

As time stopped for us

As the hands of time stopped

And faded away

 

All we can feel is those drops

that fall from the sky

That fall upon our hearts

And our touch as we start

Start to touch our lips

Upon our thoughts

Our desire to be together

To remember forever

in our life time this moment

As we kiss... As we hug... As we loved

 

Remember it all

as we get wet

With with cupids arrows

From above with liquid arrows

Into our hearts

Into our souls

As this moment is the start

Start of our Romance...

 

As we touch

Touch as one

In the...

The Moisture

 

In your hearts

In the sky

In your eyes

As we love

In the rain

In the drops...

 

The moisture