Frozen Escapade

Glistening snow slowly flutters and falls

Pierced with glimmering white, perfect little stars

Each one glides to an inevitable demise 

where the light, dry air from heaven meets the earth

collected piles of frozen fractals and broken shards

These remnants of silver and shimmering diamonds

just briefly catching the everlasting moment

of a delicate dance in each flake as it comes to a halt

as they cascade in an unpredictable folly

only to crash, a dusting of frost, a sea of shine

Tunes of chirps, melodies sang by the birds

Scrapes and scratches, screeches, and rustles of scurries

Animals at play, enjoying the calmness of the moment

Intentionally forgetting for just this occasion 

the dangers that exist in such beauty

The cold, blanched ground can be heard with a crispness

crunching every step that echoes through the trees

Adding to the subtle song of trickling ice and soft wind

Orchestrating a ballad from the depths of nature

A tune of beauty for each flake to follow

Needles of pine cling to long, branched fractals 

Permeating from the wood, connecting earth to sky

Enthusiastically expressing symbolic gesture

To the sculptures of ice and snow, delicately gathered

Their journey interrupted by the ligneous towers

Petite permafrost chimes, tinkle, and clink

Percussive rhythm clangs for the hymn in the forest

Adding tingles of crescendo

Glitter the body of Fir and hibernating Aspen

Swaying to the melancholy of winters sprinkled kisses

A dullness in winter, a song seldom sang

Wildlife still emerges, a desire for adventure

From the stillness of frostbite, frigid and true

A great beauty and connectedness, frolic and gratis

All lingering chaos, ceased and seized in the freeze

An anthem created by the wonders of world

Deep winter in this forest, a beauty seldom seen

A moment captured, an unreplaceable memory

Unselfish and unfiltered gifts of honest grace

All elegance amidst the timber is a treat, meant just for me

Exploration of a Loved One

A stare that embodies galaxies encased in amber eyes. Their perfect imperfections sheltered behind a shy smile, Bright and inviting, proudly confident in their skin.

It is soft and sun-kissed, sprinkled in freckles that is ticklish to touch. Beyond a physical presence a sense of spark from an effervescent soul that casts out and reaches back with welcome and warmth. Flutters and tingles in the pit of your stomach with permeating warmth.

The light of a life that knows the darkness of this world shines in their eyes, and carries a weight from empathy collected from soul to soul.

Sometimes there is pain and sadness hidden in a smile, that is carried away by the help of a loved one, only by their touch. An evoked sense of security the transfers by the kiss of skin. Such a permeable heart, fortified by such tough skin.

Defenses against trauma caused by false promises and misguided warmth of others, the ability to trust seems to lose touch.

Despite such cruelty, lies a deep desire in cautious eyes for the genuine offering of pure intentions from the innocence of a smile that helps identify the love from an offering soul.

A fire within, a desire from the soul to caress and care, delicate expressions, tickled across the skin.

Profound enjoyment, contained ecstasy pinched behind a smile hidden within restricted lips, excited by the warmth as the pair of jaws meet, a cadence, followed by their eyes.

A frenzy of passion exhaled and sighed, ignited by a touch. The power of their touch from fingertip, heart, and soul. A connectedness without feeling taken in grasp by the eyes shivers and chills rush across your skin.

The comfort of their presence blankets you with warmth that carries over you every time they smile.

It started with an inviting smile that forged feelings ironically smithed with touch that carried such heavy passion set ablaze transcendent warmth.

An instant connection of eternally paired souls. A home created from careful exploration of details of their skin with relief and weightlessness, a freedom found in the eyes. Attached to your soul, I am infatuated with your smile.

The angelic beauty inside and out of your skin, a fascination with your touch. I submit to float away with the stars in your eyes, immersed in love and radiating warmth.

Until We Meet Again

Cream white balls of fluff,

scurry across the floor engaged in play.

Yips and yaps of puppy voices, whimpers

and whines of excitement in the room.

Your cold, wet nose poking my arm.

The second you crawled in my lap,

after dancing around me

with the biggest tail-wags ever seen

my heart melted, and I knew

that I had found my best friend again.

I took you home and could carry you

in one hand. So delicate and small,

I had no idea how big of a heart

would grow in such a tiny

fuzzy little body.

Through the grueling tasks

of patience for us both.

Treats earned, cuddles and kisses

eagerly returned. I learned quickly

how smart and loving you are.

You grew fast and awkward,

long and lanky until your fur

filled you in, and thickened you up.

Always energized for playtime, you

cherished every moment I gave.

Weeks, and even months added together

of time spent playing fetch, or wrestling

in the living room. A whole life flashed

before my eyes, as time seemed to

sweep you away.

In a white flash you ran into my life

and just as fast, time went by

I sat with you in my lap, wishing for one

last tail-wag, my heart to melt instead of shatter

hoping to one day find my best friend again.

Inevitably

our paths were meant to cross,

like a promise, stroked abreast

marks an X. With pinkies, a promise

I still carry, loving you endlessly

without reason. An insatiable desire,

attached. I felt stuck. Snagged, tirelessly

pulling away from the one thing,

one person I long to be connected.

More so, you were a balloon tied

to me, a rock. A good balance, keeping

me off the ground, and you from ambitions

in space. Aches. Pains and discomfort 

from the anxiety. They cripple my thoughts

and deter my actions. I cannot breathe,

let alone succumb to the disastrous

threat of undeniability of authenticity.

That we weren’t what I convinced myself.

The truth of the chaos that ensued,

perhaps forever, an intangible lie.

Quite believable, a fever dream,

supreme fantasy. I would choose

you, just the same, for evermore.

Time and time again, for eternity,

lifetime to lifetime. Reality askew,

nights are restless, nothing but a cold

absence, a void, sits the space

I dare call yours. Barefoot and in

the comfort of a home, I feel the

weight and gravity of muck and mud.

I’ve tread through this before, or by this

am I too mistaken, for even as a rock,

sturdy and bold, I am easily tricked,

beguiled, rapt. The fortitude of your soul,

the captivation of a story we told ourselves,

and even in this book, amidst riddles

and rhymes. Lies in the back, near and dear,

as you to my heart, the end, an X, 

the promise without retire, to rejoice,

again. Inevitably.