Saturday, February 25, 2017


There have been times within my life that seemed so picturesque
That left the mind the imprint of a complex arabesque
A feel, a smell, or pattern left across the fields of mind
All senses well arrayed to swell the heart and later find
A vision, blinding, in its gift to take the breath away
Triggered by a sight or scent or song I seldom play
A song in heart that sings a sigh that only my heart hears
A surge of soul that slumbered deep across the spanning years
Perchance to wake at slightest hint of something in the past
And thunder through the senses with full weight and fully massed
Like breath upon a window pane, the intervening years
The sun burns through the foggy view and silent, windswept tears
And brings it all back home again, head bowed, I softly kneel
It brings the will to heightened state of majesty and steel
Eternal sighs, again, might be a phrase that I could use
But, breathless, from the memory, is word that I would choose
Beauty binds a way of life that captures as it sends
It happens just so often now, I wonder what portends
A hint of things to come?  Of pure beauty's final race?
I staggerdrop and wonderfall at thought I might embrace
All of life, complete the dream, then, gone without a trace


© 2012 whickwithy

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

"Where away?"

Where away, my gentle one?  Where is it that you go?
Remember on your journey far one thing that you should know
Life can wear away those things that matter most of all
For if you are not careful, by the wayside they will fall
These precious things that are so rare, but so define a life
Can grind away beneath the stones of time and stress and strife
Honor, Soul, and Dignity, important things they be
Respect for all, disdain for none, Heart, Integrity
And, Love, let's not forget the one that makes it all worthwhile

Wednesday, February 1, 2017


I walk, today, within a world that no one else will see
I step on through the bounds of dream while walking 'round a tree
And, on the other side, the crystal rainbows 'cross the sky
The bridges built of tears, no longer linger in the eye
Sun's rays wash all the smiles to bright
The hearty sing with all their might
The beauty rings upon the throne
That’s built of heart in perfect tone
Upon the throne sits, in her glory
Most wondrous being told in story
There’s glitter on her gown
Pure gems upon her crown
Shot through with light and ringing sound
The universe was surely bound
Upon her brow, she'd wait of years
Still burdened by the weight of tears
So lightly, did she raise her form
Transcendent night, like bridled storm
Far past horizon did she gaze
All living hearts did slowly raise
In bravest hopes that she would find
The one the story surely signed
Her heart did sing a lovely tune
As, boldly, sun did break to noon
And all the wonders of the land
Slowly passed beneath my hand

As I laid down my pen


© 2012 whickwithy