Summer love leads to fall.
Autumnal changes effects all.
Leaves turn, soon to drop.
Life moves on and won’t stop.
Chills felt to the bone.
Warmth’s gone when alone.
Seasons cycle as they must.
Tomorrows come, we have to trust.
Truth felt in the heart.
Minds make lies art.
Sleep’s unknown for many a night.
Sadness fills each line I write.
If not loved a future is to find.
If not a poet, perhaps then blind.
Hues created we want to see.
Now the fall’s here for you and me.
Mornings give light.
Emotion fills night.
Eyes force sight.
Legs flee plight.
Opinions oft slight.
Truth’s never quite.
Souls know right.
Minds will fight.
Hearts feel blight.
Tomorrows bring fright.
Yesterday lends insight.
Fortitude means might.
Sparks do ignite.
Love shines bright.
Hands do write.
Life’s to delight.
Electrons float in endless flight.
Space’s gray, no day or night.
Infinity lurks out of sight.
Elements blend or violently clash.
Random moment’s atoms smash.
Fusion bonds fission’s ash.
Core pulls, heat spurred.
Nucleus form, orbits dared.
Love holds a time shared.
Nights end all too soon.
Tomorrows begin with a setting moon.
The sun will rise, together we’ll be.
Our day’s near, my sunshine I’ll see.
Kisses felt in the heart.
Mine beats faster from the start.
Todays end, then another there’ll be.
The future’s bright for you and me.
A new year begins with the start of school.
The days will be busy and our evenings cool.
Jackets we’ll need for our trips to the beach.
Sunsets we’ll miss, they’ve much to teach.
Time brings change as the seasons show.
With seeds now planted our love will grow.
Wealth isn’t measured by dollars; it’s measured by our sense. Money can’t buy happiness, unless we’re happy with pretense. ~ Joy comes from simple pleasures, like a sunset or a baby’s smile. Laughter’s always free, whether old or a juvenile. ~ Heath too is very important, as our feelings always show. We can’t make a living, when life’s value we don’t know. ~ Though love can require work, it yields our greatest return. So invest your time in others. And self-worth you’ll then earn.
Passion and enthusiasm, an underrated pair,
age has no meaning when there’s two to share.
Every touch a new tingle and kissing’s sublime.
The universe commanded until the end of time.
Days filled with laughter with a lover and best friend.
Evenings like a fairy tale and always a happy end.
The stars shine their light to make our faces glow.
The sun beams its warmth to help our bodies grow.
Lives are for learning and teaching all to love.
The lessons we create will make us rise above.
And this world we know could be all the more fit,
if only more P. E. we all would commit.
Time’s the space between events.
Events made from cause and effect.
Effects felt when closing space,
causing events to speed up the space.
Much like life, love and lust,
the time comes and in we’re thrust.
The future is and the past was,
effecting all, just because.
I sit and wait for words to flow. Where they’ll take me I never know. I’ve danced with stars and commanded the sea. I’ve chatted with wizards that look just like me. ~ My hand’s my wand to wave to and fro. My mind’s the place we always go. My eyes have absorbed many a sight. My ears heard thunder and “I love you, goodnight”. ~ My life’s been shaped by uncertainty, striving always to be not me. Seconds have crept and years have flown. I’ve learned some things best unknown. ~ Yet time is for shaping, both future and past. The now unmoldable, it happens to fast. Love has been felt, now again every day. On carpets we ride and on clouds we lay. ~ Age has taught me many new things; the less one cries the more one sings. The more one loves the less there’s hate. And the more one laughs the happier the mate.
As a child I was longing to see; those glorious times ahead of me. The ocean called as did the stars. Riches I’d have and fancy cars. ~ I’d marry a princess, have lots of kids. I’ll do all the things that mom forbids. I’d stay up late and eat lots of sweets. I’ll sleep till noon on soft flannel sheets. ~ Teen years came, dreams went astray. I dreaded school and my life in every way. But off I trudged through rain and snow. Where I was going I didn’t know. ~ Hair grew long and patience grew thin. Trouble was found, most from within. The rage was waning by senior year. My future was waiting tied to a pier. ~ Adventures were had though not for long. I did some things I knew were wrong. The hammer fell then back on the street. Many days traveled to get home and eat. ~ Dad was displeased, mom’s not surprised. It was about my time to get civilized. I rode the bus to work at the mill. The paychecks earned were never to thrill. ~ My life, I thought, was now just a waste. Decision made poorly and with great haste. Dreams of the past seemed now far away. Would the rest of my life be like today? ~ Options getting fewer, debts soon to grow. Choices are but two, the time’s now to go. At that very instant dreams came back in view. As learning from the past will awaken you.
Almost sixty, though I’m not quite there.
But I’ve learned some things I’d like to share.
First; get up early and watch the sun rise.
Then the world will get brighter before your eyes.
Indulge your passions whenever you can.
Allow yourself time and have a plan.
Make others happy and they’ll do the same.
Accept your mistakes when you’re to blame.
Give freely your love and never resist.
Make the most of life’s many turns and twists.
Take note of the bad but never complain.
Look for the good and don’t dwell on the pain.
This list could run on but I’d rather not preach.
Though it’s always important to learn and to teach.
So just one more thing before I go;
If you’re in love, be sure you let them know.
Our love grows only stronger each day we’re alive. As time marches forward each day we will thrive. No negatives in our minds only pluses fill that space. Our hearts are beating loudly and doubt has no place. ~ We’ll age together blissfully as the gray comes into view. We’ll keep our spirits young, what else can we do? We laugh when appropriate and sometimes when it’s not. We’ll kiss when the moment’s right; I know there’ll be a lot. ~ We’ll watch our children grow and bear children of their own. They’ll see the love we share and how that love is grown. Once we were the students, now it’s time to teach. Our lesson being love, then nothing’s out of reach.
Online dating, what a trip,
in the Arctic I’d rather strip.
It’s a place without written rules.
And the poet’s craft bears no jewels.
A sea of faces afloat on a screen,
choices made virtually unseen.
Definitions there have little meaning,
optimistic opinions largely leaning.
While kisses await when on track,
misplaced words lead to a smack.
The high and lows beyond compare,
all’s to expose if you dare.
Much can be learned about ourselves,
surprises abound when one delves.
While at this stage of life options few,
reality’s virtue’s now less true.
Fates may collide with a single click,
or hopes shattered just as quick.
Now looking forward and thinking back,
my head types with a clack.
There once an old dude, who was quite crude, the town folk thought him rude. ~ After many a year in love he fell, his flame however said “go to hell”. His desires she’d never quell. ~ A stormy winter slowly passed by. Accustomed to rejection, the dude wasn’t shy. And persistent he was to always ask why. ~ The spring finally came, his flame stayed the same, himself the dude thought to blame. ~ The summer surely hot, the dude surely not, his cool long since shot. ~ Autumn’s bluster in the air, his flame did flicker, he did flare. The time had tempered each with care. ~ With a Christmas snow soon to arrive, fire and ice made water to dive. His flame’s heart thawed and their love did thrive.
With each day we do learn,
life is more than we yearn.
Responsibilities never end,
more to share and to lend.
We give and take for others sake,
returns in kind for us to make.
Care is given when received.
Truth abounds when not deceived.
Time propels, weights constrain,
with each second the past we gain.
Hearts and minds of equal measure,
balance stacked for us to treasure.
Skies brighten and again to dim.
Stars don’t shine on a whim.
Thinking love, feeling wise,
tomorrow’s I hear are before our eyes.
After years and years of ups and downs,
when value of self’s been pennies on the pound,
love’s been vaulted and disappeared,
old friends lost and new to be found.
The body waivers and minds forget.
Wisdom comes and goes in equal ration.
Time’s rushed but waiting improves.
And all’s well when life has passion.
A poet doomed I’ve started believe’n.
The odds it seems much better than even.
T’was born on an even day, month and year.
And I’m a Libra to boot, if you care.
An INFP, I think that means I feel stuff.
And if that alone wasn’t enough,
I’m fair of skin, odd of weight and six feet even.
A poet doomed and my name’s even Steven.
With these strings, I thee bled,
fingers raw and eyes red.
Sounds of the day fill my head.
Emotion speaks with words unsaid.
With six strings I am fed.
Good vibration is my med.
Tension’s tuned and compression shed.
Harmony pledged. To honor bred.
With my strings I have wed.
Our ties bound by common thread.
Sweet melodies or what’s instead?
I’ll have and hold till I’m dead.