Approaching Darkness

                                over
Darkness marches            distant mountains,
a solemn, menacing figure
in a swirling grey cloak
His intentions shrouded and mysterious
face masked by smiling stars,
blanketing all in his wake
with a cover of gloom,
Earth at his mercy
as she waits...
                           for beneficent sunrise

Innocence Blinded

Innocence

unseeing

her vision taken

by Seduction's blinding glare

could only stand

helpless

frozen

turning slowly to stone

in a world

which now denied

Her very existence

The Gift of Time

No candy cane is sweeter

than the taste upon your lips.

No falling snowflake softer

than your stirring fingertips.

No tone of bells so resonant

as your voice within my ear

no presence is more welcome

than your being, drawing near

No star could shine more brightly

than your eyes' revealing glow.

No fireplace is warmer

than the love that you bestow.

Sweet harmony, you bring to life

a gift of precious worth,

gives time with you a value

unmatched upon this earth.


(The picture is of the star Betelgeuse, taken by the Hubble telescope, a star nearing the end of it's life cycle.  It brought to mind, as so many things do, the value of time.  The original image can be found here:  Hubble)

Silent Night

 

Countless silent stars

twinkle in peaceful heavens

heralding Christmas

Yearnings

 

No earthly gift could rival your smile

no worldly treasure compete

with the warmth that you bring when you stay just awhile

to the way that you make life complete.

Your hand's soft touch is poetry found

your warm embrace a song.

Your presence brings a love unbound

though you cannot linger long.

I count the hours when you're away,

the minutes 'til your return

knowing that somehow, some way

you'll feel my heart's sweet yearn.