Beautiful Halo (Randyjw; February 23, 2020)
I’ve lost my poetry, for awhile
I don’t know when it will return;
I guess when true smiles
return to my face
In signs and thoughts
imagined of the nearness
of your soul to mine
In the meantime,
without this heaven on earth…
Yet, with nothing lost,
I have this beautiful halo you misplaced
and unerringly dropped into my heart.
I Have A Wish (and A Dream…) (Randyjw; November 4, 2019)
Thankful (Randyjw; November 27, 2019)
Untitled (Randyjw; November 14, 2019)
I recently remembered this long-forgotten poem I’d written at a young-adult period during my lifetime. I guess that deep, and recent, grief in my life has somehow jogged this from the recesses of memory. I thought I’d include it here, now. I believe this completes my entire work-to-date now, except for individual poetry written to individuals, which may have never made it to these pages.
When I am torn with grief
and aching for a love I cannot yet understand
You smile, knowingly,
and say you understand.
Accepting this statement at face value,
I go on.
Once again, the hurt swells up inside me;
I dare not return while the crowned king
reigns his one-man kingdom.
The Arrowhead And The Gate (Randyjw; November 14, 2019)
There are no longer any words I hold
that are my own
I shape yours in hidden poetry
taking flint to flint
etching sentiments into
Indulgent Deluge (Randyjw; May 17, 2019)
Look what you’ve done
Opened the faucets
and let the water run
Now all the tributaries
merge into one
When the cascades fall
it’s the time to run