Love's Seasoning
Wonder and passion still in reach the fullness of experiences
yet to happen multiple expressions in the most romantic gardens.
Love moving by leaps and bounds captures all of nature's sounds
proves the power has no notion to expire.The stripping of years
which we bear, there's the desire to have and to hold.The daring
man the woman to be exposed truth and consequence no ordinary
winds.Loyalty that binds through chimed time and age realizations
of collective work and happiness.Ideals and dreams the unstained
places in the heart memories of how it all began.Meeting of the
mind and body and soul like walking along a river hand and hand
between banks and rocks a love story marks with waves.Every
possibility awakened on a natural high within enchanted eyes.
poem by William Blackman
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Spring Days to Come
Days of pain gone astray and with that so does
old and weary flame.A time to leave disillusion,
disappointment behind, saddle the fresh horse and
head toward the orange colored morn.
Close many doors and still to open others wondering
eye, work, fight and feather.Ready and able to improve
and circulate change through the broad angled tide
of my pride.
Happiness that comes to father and son paving more
roads of games, goals and dreams.Making all the minutes,
hours count in a relationship more resolute.Embattled
father and mother now sworn to lay down poisoned tongue
and sword.
Deprive me not the pleasures of life directing sails to
find adventure.The romantic letter reaches that unshielded
heart and whispering essence of love travels is on a
unrevealed path.
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Basement Dreams
There I lay between walls and woods vivid dreaming
unrestricted in the early hours.Cold was the floor
with some slivers of light, night drifting and think-
ing alone with my inner tower.Recollecting events
that led me to this unkind blade, teetering the edge
of more darker days.Restless and needing sleep
prisoner of mind and feeling-introspective rodent
cornered in a maze.Life can change in an instant
on a cooling breeze-altering peace body thrown into
a less balanced state.Hard times crash facing me up
with one more phase.Moments that challenges my
fight, resources, will as my teeth grate.Nightmares
the flipside of dreams turning within a cell of
reality, blood and nerves cause s chain reaction.
The work to be freed goes beyond the psychological
or the physical-soirit show your strength now!
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Her Name was Daisy
On Mother's Day I can only reminisce emotions
finally settle in the heart's abyss.
A beautiful person made for a beautiful name.
Mom, best friend, confidant one in the same.
She believed in the Almighty lived her life holy.
In my mind deserves all the praise and glory.
There for me in my urgent time of need.
Teacher to this day still my conscience heeds.
She was sweet, genuine and generous to a fault.
She was down to earth the flower, the seed, the salt.
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poem by William Blackman
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Oasis
-Do look ahead on your special day thoughts move
on radiant waves, put aside past hurtful days your
endearing eye focused on a rainbow blaze.
Turn the page minutes to years the lessons in life,
unstoppable in dreams which we ride, unforsaken wings
of love too must glide.A place in you presumed dead
kicked alive.
Fear not what is to come listen and act through the
internal sun, be ready to greet that man one on one,
unsilent nights within when basic labors are over and
done.
Eyelets of opportunity less the chances are few-time
tapping growing older with every morning dew-the toll-
ing of desires bakes and stews, some promise of happiness
in the Viking blue.
What you want in a purple vision.
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The Rhythmic Man
Time away and now have returned set to leave my mark
of the Rhythmic Man.Poetic verses in step, in tune once
creation starts do not intrude.It's a sacred place around
my fleet feet.Like an artist or a musician things move
within.I've spoken before about my vision...The hours
spent to raise my tower.Years of romance from the sweet,
the lovely, the deadly flower.The Gamemaster when it comes
to amorous strategy.A shape-shifter-fearless in my pursuit
of the truth.Drinking water and roots which borders every
line.I make feeding heart and mind and soul today.Showing
much pride and respectful of the arts.An advocate of symbolism,
a real prince of expression.On the lattice of tactics to
stick to the basics.A great channeler and releaser of emotion.
A steady and firm roadway builder.The master in his realm.
The demon in his cave.Back for another season, the power
and beauty of my words is now in session.
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Winter Show Your face
Symbolic of time and change another season melts away
thumped by the cold crossing wind and yesterday's struggles
are gone not forgotten.
As the snow whips about the land and dream you see barren
tree and pathetic leaf, the uneasy feeling and impending freeze.
People gear up for the harsher days.
Mind and body will be stressed when rattled by the winters's
fist must find some hardy heat within-stand up when the stormy
trend begins.
Throughout the humbled and desolate night nocturnal figures
assemble and disperse.They move music of the dead to humans
unheard.The weariness of souls must too get sleep.
Christmas bells, lights, ornaments hanging from that natural
monument buckets of cheer and goodwill towards men.Somehow
packed in the powder lies all our fears.
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