The eyes of heaven
shine like winking, blinking stars
forever watching.
Love shoots arrows straight
into hearts of human souls,
ebbing and flowing.
Tag: Poetry
Morning’s Dream by L. M. Montes
The sun winked as it peeked
over the horizon’s edge,
a dark sky faded to dark pink
as light beams struck,
shadows materialized
out of darkness,
casting over lawn,
I woke to breezy tickles
of coffee dancing on my nose,
one eye propped open,
a door creek spoke it’s ‘mornin,’
scents of sizzling bacon
thundered throughout senses,
blanket off,
legs swing ’round,
slip on slippers,
hit the ground,
my eyes wide open,
the door is closed,
it’s still dark,
no coffee I suppose,
the ceiling greets me as I lay in bed,
the clock says midnight,
and I dreamt instead.
He’s There by L. M. Montes
Weather tempests mock and scowl,
grabbing with windy fingers, push and howl,
through it all our focus be,
on Him above who gives to me,
but sometimes we forget,
how life can get us wet,
turn away and look to nothing,
or stand and pray for hope or something,
just know that in your prayer,
God is with you, yes, He’s there.
Nature’s Haiku by L. M. Montes
A lone flower wilts,
Sun shifts beams smiling upon
its petals giving life.
Rain pelts earthly growth,
too much washes life away,
leaves mud it its wake.
Bright skies lift spirits,
breezes sing sweet songs of joy,
now warmth reigns anew.
Woosh of waves soften
sleepy sand as it hastens
building dunes upright.
Dreamy pink hazy
lands of slumber kiss eyelids
closed as night reclines.
Tented Worlds by L. M. Montes
In tented worlds away from those who see
hazards of life yet choose to live it,
eyes drift alone and gaze skyward
with thoughts surfing waves of fantasy,
they are here but never here
forever moving from there to there,
fraught with distance a foot away
from those who choose to live.
Forward by L. M. Montes
Three steps forward
two steps back,
each day on track
but ends so wayward,
trudging onward
with my pack,
God has my back
forever forward.
Time with You by L. M. Montes
Your smile sang of sweet
thoughts behind warm eyes,
convey your truths,
but do not speak,
from mind to mind,
I will hear what you think,
whether a gesture or a look,
my heart knows what is linked.
In fields vast with colors dreamy,
you hold my hand
as stars wink sweetly,
mountains stand erect,
looking on as to protect,
the crispness of night air so lingers,
moonlight brushing auras hazy,
among the country grasses breezy.
Breaths of beauty come a knocking,
morning stretches arms of sunbeams,
caressing landscapes as they glide by,
grassy dew drops mist across my nose
as warm winds whistle on tippy toes,
your beating heart rings tides of life,
speaks to my soul all day and night
in passionate whispered voice.
The Walk by L. M. Montes
I walk with you on a warm summer’s day
along a vast mountainside
watching life’s jewels below in the breeze
of the winds hands,
birds rise gracefully and float away,
they wave goodbye as wings clap against clouds.
And you say to me I love you
as you hold my hand so near,
and I say to you I love you
as we hold each other dear.
The trees lie silent in morning’s mist
that outlines the light sea green horizon.
Echoes of yesterday, gently carried
by dewy spring scents,
wafting gracefully across the valley’s vast
expanse lying quietly
beneath the jagged white capped masters.
And you say to me I love you
as you hold my hand so near,
and I say to you I love you
as we hold each other dear.
On winter’s ice with you I sail,
sweetly gliding, smoothly sliding,
the mirror beneath reflects our souls
and tells our story of long ago.
Around around we spin and swirl
with winter’s white diamonds
falling gently as we twirl.
And you say to me I love you
as you hold my hand so near,
and I say to you I love you
as we hold each other dear.
Damp Recollection by L. M. Montes
Damp recollection hovers,
pasting sticky memories
in the eye of the mind
so dank and dusty,
sad and lone.
Once happy,
so clear and free
in the eye of our minds
with sharpest memories,
but damp recollection hovers.
Life’s Garden: A Poem within a Poem
Strolling through life’s garden,
shadows rain,
seeking shelter as winds whip,
danger hovers,
droplets spit and spatter ‘cross my cheek,
strength stings,
then clouds thin their thick blankets,
goodness yawns,
a beam of sun glides a light revealing,
warmth shines.
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