you are more than these words (original copy)

. . . . sometimes curly, sometimes straight. light to dark and dark to light. her hair changes upon season and mood. eyes shine, glimmer like diamonds. she’s a springtime song, thawing out the winter’s chill.  her face, smooth and delicate. her silence says a thousand words, her tone soft and angelic. her presence, like soft falling snow, graceful and quiet. the elegance, the beauty, outshines the sun on any given day. when her smiles make an appearance, my heart becomes weak, and falls again. her skin, creamy; glowing. her heart, caring and giving.  a dedicated humanitarian, her modesty might say otherwise. a seeker of truth, dwelling within the words.  a wonderful mother, a juggling between life’s acts and little wonders. a wife that only a man can dream of. wishful thinking to my reality. she is a symphony in life. a rock upon which i can lean on. a friend no one can be. the best. you are. you are more than these words, more than what my painting can say. you are the essence of my desire. oh, my love!, my heart longs when you are away!, and when you are within these arms, i beg for forever!  //// and here you are,  sipping on a pint beside me,  laughing and enjoying what we had to offer.  i listen to what you say and my mind would drift to see the images my mind plays.  us.  the future.  it’s the house,  the children and the life together.  unbreakable.  where ever that may be,  when ever that may come,  here is where you can find me!   lost in you, and you lost in me!  you breathe a breath of  life into an aching,  lonesome heart.  and i bring a new to a  forgotten feeling.   i touch your soft lips with my quivering,  nervous lips.  i lean in and kiss you,  i retreat and see your lingered smile.   and yet,  inside that moment where everyone disappears and time feels like it froze -the warmth sparks and we knew.  ////  sometimes curly, sometimes straight. light to dark and dark to light. her hair changes upon season and mood. eyes shine, glimmer like diamonds. she’s a springtime song, thawing out the winter’s chill.  her face, smooth and delicate. her silence says a thousand words, her tone soft and angelic. her presence, like soft falling snow, graceful and quiet. the elegance, the beauty, outshines the sun on any given day. when her smiles make an appearance, my heart becomes weak, and falls again. her skin, creamy; glowing. her heart, caring and giving.  a dedicated humanitarian, her modesty might say otherwise. a seeker of truth, dwelling within the words.  a wonderful mother, a juggling between life’s acts and little wonders. a wife that only a man can dream of. wishful thinking to my reality. she is a symphony in life. a rock upon which i can lean on. a friend no one can be. the best. you are. you are more than these words, more than what my painting can say. you are the essence of my desire. oh, my love!, my heart longs when you are away!, and when you are within these arms, i beg for forever!….

c. 2013 bgw

lady unknown

 

 

lady unknown

eyes of a beautiful haunting

etched inside the mind and memory

lady unknown comes and goes

but stays put during the day

she holds a key

to a door that you swore that was forgotten

 

it’s late at night

but something had to be said,

lady of  unknown paradise

she sweeps away the darkness

as she draws back the darkened curtains

yet,  as the sun shines,  the pain slowly eases

for the past becomes just that,  and a new day dawns

for all for whom something and someone is all  faded out about now

 

lady unknown

eyes of a beautiful haunting

etched inside the newly awoke mind and memory

lady unknown comes and goes – sometimes

but stays put during the day

she holds a key

to a door that you swore that was forgotten

 

c.2013  bgw

 

 

a christmas eve together

 

the day fell asleep,  and night awoke

by evenfall

the sun was masked by the incoming clouds

and soon the winter night began

the snow fell gracefully and silently in its dance

and collected on the cold hardened ground below

too long ago and too far away –

spring,  just a faded memory

 

welcoming the winter is here

outside, on the front parlour windows,

the christmas lights reflected off of the thin blanket of snow,

illuminating the darkened porch – giving it christmas charm

pea coats and boots,  scarfs and hats layer in the warmth

as we go caroling through the neighborhood

 

down to the town square we go

the snow that had collected crunches under our shoes

the local shops were all decked in their christmas cheer glow

her hand i hold as she clings onto my arm

she catches the descending flakes and watches them melt

 

a child’s laughter fills a parent’s heart,  a merry christmas to all

it’s a christmas celebration as we skate on the ice

the hot chocolate and peppermint stick,  warm us up as we wait for  st. nick’s  arrival

all children eyes fill with amazement as their anticipation grows

christmas time wishes,  and a towns gathers

a towns prayer,  to a saviours birth we remember ;

 

one night of peace and unity peeks into a smothered world of uneasiness and uncertainty

every person, together,  if all only for one night,  stand and holds hands

praying  and hoping  for the same ideas and needs,  the peace and love that is lacking

in this nation,  in this world – in our minds.

Almighty!!

please lay a hand of comfort and peace in those hearts that are suffering tonight.

we all are blessed,  but we all long for some peace tonight,  in us and in others

and in You we seek the shelter that we all need now

thank you Lord for the blessing of Jesus,  for in Him we can find that comfort and peace

the strength to live another day,  we long to walk beside you in assurance

in these times of wickedness and trickery,  You deliver the peace

 

outside the front parlour window

the christmas lights reflected off of the thin blanket of snow,

illuminating the darkened porch,  giving it christmas charm

the day fell asleep,  and night awoke

by evenfall

the sun was masked by the in coming clouds

and soon the winter night began

 

the fire crackles and pops and the christmas tree lights slowly fade in and out

the dog sleeps away on the warm pillow by the hearth

on the couch,  i hold you,  side by side,  my arm around you

and your head gently rests on my shoulder,  we are wrapped cozy in a blanket

the yule log glows brightly of orange flames of warmth

our eyes slowly shut

the tic tocs of the grandfather clock grows louder as the fire calms

winter night,  good night

 

the snow fell gracefully and  silently in its dance

and collected on the cold hardened ground below

the chimes toll six and the winter’s night tale ends

a christmas morning begins

the snow fell gracefully and silently in its dance

and collected on the cold hardened ground below

the stockings full and the aroma of coffee fills the air

a white christmas,  joy to the world

and a merry christmas to you

merry christmas to you

 

c. 2013  bgw

november poem

 

november poem,

beautiful as the words written

november poem left me in favour

yet leaving me empty,  and running to the wishing well

i find the  desiring for more  growing day by day

but never getting anything more than an image of what was

 

november poem,

passion bleeds into the pain that grips,  and reality slips

and in a momentary lapse of time, you may have escaped my conviction –

 

happy birthday,  this is my new year

another year added,  and another year passed

the dream that was real,  suddenly went away

and the that tears that keep falling,  make me stronger – exit stage right

but you lingered and i find you past the point of no return

my body numb,  my mind  feeling  trapped

all in a game that i couldn’t even win

too far to go back,  too close to quit on these foreshadows

 

november poem,

passion bleeds into the pain that grips,  and reality slips

and in a momentary lapse of time,  you may have escaped my conviction –

you make it impossible not to think of you

november poem

 

on the thin door of my core ,  the hurt quickly comes knocking back

and i still find myself  standing in the pool of consequences

i went and fucked it all up,  you and me,  something we never had

ship wrecked,  leaving me picking up all pieces,  where does all the time go?

the winds whipped them all around,  and all that made sense,  didn’t.

every memory and every thought scatter like falling autumn leaves

 

november poem,

passion bleeds into the pain that grips,  and reality slips

and in a momentary lapse of time,  you may have escaped my conviction –

you locked me up,  and threw away the key,  oh –

november poem

 

november poem,

passion bleeds into the pain that grips,  and reality slips

and in a momentary lapse of time,  you may have escaped my conviction –

you locked me up,  and threw away the key, oh –

november poem

 

 

c. november 2013   bgw