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Villanelle I

Posted on May 22, 2021May 18, 2021 by L. M. Montes

Quietly by the shore at night
The seagulls swoop and sway,
Singing old tunes in the radiant moonlight.

In the shadows a fading sight,
A creepy tiny creature crawling free
Quietly by the shore at night.

The sun is down, not burning bright,
Waves speak up with gentle glee
Singing old tunes in the radiant moonlight.

Two seagulls in the distance do fight,
As I sat silently observing by a tree
Quietly by the shore at night.

I heard a man, it gave me a fright,
He wheeled around to stare at me
singing old tunes in the radiant moonlight.

I thought it just might be alright
To talk to him, not run and flee
But sing old tunes in the radiant moonlight,
Quietly by the shore at night.

By L. M. Montes

Poetry

Soulmate

Posted on May 20, 2021May 18, 2021 by L. M. Montes

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com

By countless trees we walk,
Its limbs hold many years,
The leaves bend knowing nods,
of lifetimes we have shared.

My love for you an endless stream,
That flows within my heart,
To You I give my soul,
That we many never part.

Through time and space I’ve called to you,
The wind it carried my voice,
Upon the mountains and hilltops to shout,
An echo of love most rejoiced.

In dreams we’ve floated upon the sea,
And saw a setting sun kneel,
How awesome, complete, and whole,
For that is how you make me feel.

Come soar with me on eagle’s wings,
And dance above the clouds,
When whipping winds of life o’er take,
You catch me when I’m blown down.

At night we’ve met upon the shore<
And lain on sleepy sand,
Our spirits rose and love we’ve made,
To the music of nature’s band.

Each lifetime blooms from God above,
Like every spring His hand creates,
How golden and cherished are you,
My love, my life, my soulmate.

By L. M. Montes

Poetry

Love’s Breath

Posted on May 19, 2021May 18, 2021 by L. M. Montes

Love is joyful,
Love is pain,
Love, a sweet smelling flower,
Pulls me to its scent,
And kills me with its breath.

Love stabs me with sharp petals,
And lashes, with fiery forest green leaves.

With every torturous gasp I take,
I whither.

Love’s entrancing, enticing entity,
Takes me in,
Holds me,
Stabs me,
Caresses me,
Cuts me.

This seesaw love,
It plagues me,
My head it whirls and twirls about,
Love stalks my smitten soul.

By L. M. Montes

Fiction, Poetry

One Starry Night

Posted on May 15, 2021March 8, 2023 by L. M. Montes

One starry night I lay beneath the sky,
the crickets strummed their violins so sweet,
dewy drops tickled,
the cool it prickled,
the moon man smiled up high.

Fiction

Water’s Time by L. M. Montes

Posted on May 13, 2021April 1, 2022 by L. M. Montes

Water is as old as time,
the stories it tells
are yours and mine.

From whales to pirates,
from ships to wrecks,
these tales of old in our minds do rest.

Poetry

Hear The Lord by L. M. Montes

Posted on March 26, 2021April 1, 2022 by L. M. Montes

I sing to you my Lord
and praise your Holy Name,
Dance with me my Jesus,
may the music sweep us away

Today I lay on mountains high
and breath your breath’s wind,
The trees they sway and leaves they sing
the notes of my Savior’s hymns.

I rest my weary head on you
and hear all life’s long rhythms,
My sins may interrupt my song
but you conduct their collapse.

In your name I bow down
and humble at your feet,
My hand you take and draw me near
to dwell in your home so sweet.

Chorus

Hear the Lord calling to you,
His voice a sweet melody,
Listen, my child, I am your God,
My love an ovation do dear.