Hues of Blue

I’m painting my life in hues of blue,
In the blank canvas of today.
Every inch has memories of you,
And with the brush the hues I lay.

The tear drops mix with blue,
And I get the color of the sky.
The strokes paint my longing for you,
With the pain that won’t subside.

I wonder how heavens look like,
And wonder if you are alright.
I wish I could send hugs in a kite,
And warm you up at night.

I go on, painting my life with intent,
Your memories in every hue of blue.
I’m grateful for the time we spent,
My life blessed by the touch of you.

Heavens

Heavens, hear me today,
Harvest my tear drops,
Heal me from my dismay,
Help me rise from my loss.

Heavens, hear my cry,
I still long for them,
Their memory hold tight,
I still feel the pain.

Heavens, hear my cry,
Time was so short,
I still ask why,
Still no comfort.

Heavens, hear me now,
Take away all my tears
Can’t take no more sorrow,
Dark nights and fears.

Heavens, hear my plea,
With grace to endure,
Gratitude for the years,
Of hope be assured.

Hadn't Planned

The path that I have taken,
And the path that has taken me.
The steps that I’ve taken,
And the steps that have taken me.

The world that I have seeing,
And the world that has seeing me.
The wars that I have fought,
The fights that have faced me.

The tears that I’ve cried,
The cry that brought me tears.
The times that I tried,
The trials through the years.

All are now a part of me,
All that I have learned.
All have become me,
All that I hadn’t planned.

Almost

Senses pulled apart
Entangled and mangled
Near extinction of the heart
Swerving from reach
Untying defenses
Almost surrendering
Lament loss of chances.

A heart in a poem

My eyes never saw your face, only the words written.
My hands never touched yours, only the computer screen.
But when my heart was lonely, you offered shelter,
And through your words I believed it would get better.

In times of squandering thoughts and tumultuous feelings,
In the words of a poet I found a reason to keep dreaming.
In difficult times, through hardship and pain,
I somehow believed all this was not in vain.

The words of a poet gently touched my heart,
The way its soul was bared, when mine was not.
Sensibility took to write them, courage to share them,
And miles away a heart was seen in the form of a poem.

Peaceful Retreat

Sun shining through the Poinciana tree,
Painting drops of light on the ground.
My heart expands with the beauty I see,
The Poinciana flowers coloring the lawn.

The warm breeze of a late summer afternoon
Caresses my face and softens its lines.
There’s a bee zooming on a rose bloom,
The laws of gravity she careless defies.

The little lizards walk around, daring,
Eating ants nervously and other little things.
Unaware they are of the hawk staring,
And one it quickly grabs while flying.

The beat of my heart has slowed down,
The bee collected the nectar so sweet.
Nature once again has come around,
Giving me a peaceful retreat…

The Whisper Answered

The Whisper Answered

The scorching sun burning my skin,
Little mosquitoes, petty annoyances,
Daily chores of a weary being,
But love survived circumstances.

The bitter cold hitting fiercely,
Still a long way before is over.
Things come and pass easily,
But love came to take me further.

Betrayal I saw, hurt came in too,
And I thought I stood alone.
When feeling forgotten, subdued,
Love filled my heart, and home.

What was this love, so strong,
What was this that I forgot?
It was the hope to overcome,
The whisper answered by God.

Lives, Still

As I walk into our room, I look for any signs of you:
The book you didn’t finish, left on the night stand;
The flip flops that I gave you, almost new;
For the lonely nights I see no end.

At the dinner table, is just the kids and I.
All the home-made food we both prepared.
I listen to our children, talking out loud,
And remember the laughter we shared.

At the sofa I sit, looking at a picture frame -
You embracing the children, smiling.
Why did we loose each other – am I insane?
How I pictured tomorrow, slowly fading.

Now is quiet, and here I stand, alone.
The love that I have is sad, but lives, still.
I seek courage to be, when all is gone,
And again find joy to my heart fill.