Time

Slence surrounds me
as I await the new day
deafening

Sounds of waves upon the rocks
of the shore
of which I dream

Or was it real
In your eyes
a shared sky
filled with stars
The stars that remind me
of the days I have spent

counting 80
A number that seems so small
but means more
Does your heart understand
the meaning
But it was 2
the days since that moment

Still the silence I hear
senses heightened
The sounds of a clock
The sounds of keys
writing thoughts
Feelings expressed
The sound of my mind
whispering your name
Or is it hearing
your call

What is the sound of
your silence
An oar on the water
the leaves rustling
my arms around you
or is it my heart
skipping
again
another beat

srl - 12/15/06

The color of the artist

Secrets and desires paint
an image of blue
on a page
penned, as ink

the instrument used to
create those desires
the tools of the poet
an artist

the camera
of my mind
pictures
not those
but the heart from which
those private thoughts derive


srl1/29/07