soliloquy

soliloquy

my baritone heart
sings on a lonely stage
before empty seats

longing to be a duet
he dreams
of your soprano heart
here alongside of me

without you
a crowded auditorium
appears barren
as the insistent echo
of my baritone heart
rings in hollow halls

he croons a ballad
a song meant for two
a song unrequited
a soliloquy
he composed
just for you


the beauty of a woman (For All Ladies)

the beauty of a woman

Woman
an enchanting paradox
for some
an alluring mosaic
to my eyes
A masterpiece
of artistry and love
She is a portrait
of her laughter
and long forgotten tears
A collection of stunning
jigsaw pieces
of heartbreak and memories
collected through the years
She is a labyrinth of emotions
a sweet sum of all her parts
To truly appreciate
the beauty of a woman
you must discover
the little girl
for she will forever be
a priceless work of art

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moonless heart

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This was written back in September.

A friend gave me a ticket to a Latin Moonlight Cruise (basically a floating nightclub). The ambience and music; perfect. The ladies….oh so beautiful. A perfect night for romance. One little problem…….it was couples night.

This poem and photo were born on that night.

moonless heart

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An abandoned yacht sits on a dock
Unsure if it will ever sail again
My moonless heart
Remains still
Like a sailboat without a breeze
He studies the sky
Without constellations
Finding a single star
That winks back
Advising him
A ship only looks forward
Reminding me
Of the girl I haven’t met
Where is she now
Does she admire the night sky
Is she loved
Or is her heart moonless too

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Flying to Las Vegas this morning. (Don’t ask me why, I loathe gambling.) Lonely Author will find something to entertain him in Sin City.

I would tell you all about my little vacation when I get back, but what happens in Vegas……blah, blah, blah.

music in your voice

music in your voice

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There is music in your voice
like a summer breeze
so warm and tender
that rustles through my leaves
surrounding me in splendor

There is music in your voice
like a love song
my heart will forever remember
for you are the gentle wind chimes
to which I will always surrender

from day one

from day one

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Intoxicated on breast milk
I let out a little puke
ruining my favorite
baby loves mommy bib

Loving all the attention
I was never shy
about inviting babes
back to my crib

Soiling my diaper
Sticking out my tongue
I’ll pull your hair
just to have a little fun

Your mother warned you
About guys like me
For I’ve been a bad boy
From day one

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Hope I made you smile.

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bubbles of love

I would like to dedicate this to my muse, if I had one, but I don’t.  So, I won’t.   (Wink Wink)

bubbles of love

Soaking in an effervescent tub
of your warm poetry
tiny inspirations
burst all around me
Sparkling suds of passion
cleanse my soul
of the unsightly stains
of dirty lovers
and tainted memories
For you are the nymphet
of my passions
a sensual siren of sonnets
The warm bath
that never goes cold
Now I find myself
submerged in your verses
blissfully drowning
in the fountain
of your never ending
bubbles of love

echo of love

Dedicated to everyone who will be missing a loved one this holiday season.

echo of love

Time has no memory
yet he remembers
when one minute ends
another must begin

That perpetual hand delivers
fooling comfort
for everyone is confident
he will take another spin

He dims our memories
we forget his persistent ways
moving us toward
the inevitable we don’t speak of

Every clock has a final turn
So learn to listen with your heart
For within every beat remains
a beloved’s echo of love