Newly Added Poetry


My iPad’s Truth

As I thumb through electronic pages that exist unseen,

It stretches my mind to grasp pages of stacked screen,

They are numbered I’m told and it does seem to be true,

As I recall the numbers are correct down to one and two,

 

That’s not to imply larger pages have gone out of place,

Once more I must revert to my brain as my database,

Each page along with information remain as they should,

My brain’s process says the tablet is right in all likelihood,

 

One of the pages I chose to view has brought memories,

As I view the elders I know it’s in the past my heart sees,

Those I played baseball with are seen as young somehow,

My wife so beautiful as a teen is beautiful as I see her now.

The end


The Love Within My Being

Love penetrates the blood within my veins making even more,

It flows into my heart yet exits as do rivers at each ocean door,

With the early morning sun I breathe in the air exited from you,

For in it I find the essence of you to pervade my being through,

 

From sprinkling raindrops I see a teardrop that’s of joyous love,

I once kissed a teardrop farewell as I now taste drops of above,

As beauty engulfs the day I am overwhelmed by beauty of you,

Your lips are of red roses and your eyes carry bits of sky blue,

 

Allow me to serenade you with a love rhyme from my heart,

Falling rain provides the rhythm as Mother Nature takes part,

Morning songbirds welcome all with a melody we love to hear,

I cherish cradling in your arms as each moment in time is dear,

 

Absent time is unneeded time as those in love need time filled,

A moment in your arms far outweighs an hour when unfulfilled,

When time passes so quickly you must wonder where it went,

That is precious time as it creates memories of love, well spent,

 

Fifty years of love within our souls makes us crusaders of love,

Too we are visionaries of the united heart under heaven above,

Morning love is delivered with such force “my love I proclaim”,

Our love and our name…our name and our love… it is the same.

The end. For Patti by Pat 12/25/2021


Text Poem: Long Before Shortly

Long ago before shortly came,

So long ago I am not the same,

 

Wonders of how and wonders of why,

Why do love things come to this guy,

 

Tis because of you, for me no other will do,

Cloudy skies or sunshine with skies of blue,

 

My heart pounds of lonely till you come near,

Please come to me and I will hold you dear.

To Patti from Pat

I love you!


1965’s First Sight Love to 1970’s I Do

When I was eighteen I surrendered my heart to you,

To gain your hand in marriage I had so much to do,

Marriage was in the future hidden in both our mind,

Everyone kept saying true love is very hard to find,

 

Upon first sight I knew you would be my only life love,

So many dreams of you plus many signs from above,

To have seen you in my dreams before we ever met,

Showed the direction for my heart to never forget,

 

So taken by your beauty I could hardly stand or speak,

Your beautiful eyes and smile are part of your mystique,

Allow me into your life I pleaded deep within my being,

When I would sleep at night you were all I was dreaming,

 

I surrendered my heart but I was wild making you unsure,

Plus your requests for us to date were refused so very sure,

I went my way in life knowing someday we would date,

Admiring you and telling you so, we found a way to relate,

 

Promising I’d marry you someday my words were sincere,

After boot camp allowed to date when at last I held you near,

Tears fell from my breaking heart as I held riverboat orders,

Boat gunners life’s were short in combat of political borders,

 

My letters taken by your mother caused misunderstanding,

I was unsure of us when suddenly you’re where I am standing,

The magic in your heart placed you where you needed to be,

So often our flame was kept alive by shared love magically,

 

Unknown to each other, to the other we had dedicated our life,

I had vowed to return to you and I did to ask you to be my wife,

Every day since that day we were more committed to the other,

Time had given us the years to show our love for one another,

 

So many things tried to pull us apart yet our love stayed true,

The draft, war, your sister, mother, and age, all against you,

Each time I saw you since 1965 I declared my love aloud,

Just to be seen at your beautiful side made me feel so proud,

 

Since hearing yes to marry me my love has grown each day,

I am sincere in stating my growing love, words I love to say,

In times of angst or trouble my love never faltered for you,

You’re more beautiful each and every day, this I say so true,

 
Each gray hair in your beautiful head I claim as all mine,

As you age securing new lines of beauty you are divine,

Gorgeous radiates your form in shape and personality too,

After fifty one wonderful years I am more in love with you!

The end. For Patti by Pat.


The Many Things You Do (51st Anniversary)

Tonight my heart ignited with a love deep and unique,

Never have I felt such a sensation to make me weak,

As thoughts of you flooded my mind love grew inside,

So many emotions of love it seems they may collide,

 

Your eyes have pulled me in to feel your tender lips,

The beauty of your eyes is such that my heart skips,

A kiss given of your lips is a gift given from paradise,

I am blessed to know your kiss, my heart tells no lies,

 

How often I’ve asked myself, can love multiply again,

Each day it seems loving you grows more deep within,

The cuteness of your voice, your beautiful breasts too,

Your butt’s wiggle in your walk, so many things you do,

 

Stimulating things you’ve done that set my soul aflame,

Hair that is long and hair that is gone has lit my flame,

I’ve been set afire by you to burn the whole night through,

This is a fraction of what you do that makes me love you.

The end. For Patti by Pat

 

Patti baby, I felt my love for you grow once more as it does

most every day. More than growth it seems to multiply each day. By now my love for you must reach the expanse of space.

Simply said. I love you, I adore you.


That Day in 69

Don’t look back, my daddy said when I was hurt,

You have to read when a girl is real or a big flirt,

So many things he said to me that now seem wise,

He was always right back then to my teen surprise,

 

I wonder do my children see the same things in me,

He was so wise in his advice and what he could see,

No man was a greater hero to me than my wise dad,

It’s sad that it took decades for me to see what I had,

 

Friends and peers came to me for answers if in need,

My wisdom came from my dad as I tried not to mislead,

As a teenager time rapidly passed until draft day came,

Tears ran down dad’s face when he saw the letter of claim,

 

I have had one goal for my life if truth is to be fully told,

Many dreams I’ve had of whom I’d marry and forever hold,

I announced to all of my future to be and what love is about,

That night on first sight I said I’d marry you without a doubt,

 

While overseas my letters of love never arrived to you,

My heart was broken from losing you, dear comrades too,

Overwhelmed even he, the wise man of a previous war,

Had little advice other than the tears will fade as before,

 

A man needs to cry so tears can cleanse his broken heart,

I was so fragile inside although I appeared whole in part,

A year had turned me gray from combat and my loneliness,

So many things I could do without but one I truly did miss,

 

Did I have my chance and the war took it away from me?

I’m a bigger man now but this emptiness, only I can see,

The hardness imprinted upon my face might remain I fear,

Death of warriors fogs my vision so, I no longer see clear,

 

Visions of you remain clear in memories that I hold dear,

My only cherished photograph is of you, it I can see clear,

I’ve traced your face so many times a halo has taken form,

Kissed your photographed lips so often it has become norm,

 

Oh daddy, my heart cries loud with every beat in my chest,

I’ll try to see her one last time and tell her she was the best,

I can think of nothing but her as my heart searches for a way,

To see her again, to kiss her lips, and say what I must say,

 

My soul is on fire from dreams and memories of holding you,

To see your car come down the hill towards my house too,

What makes me dream of you the whole night through?

Now the day has come for me to move the family away too,

 

Broken heart, flowing tears, and memories of war do fade,

Love remains in full deep within a soul even if not displayed,

As if the sun burst forth to awaken the love deep within me,

As you approach in your little car a beautiful future I can see.

The end, by Pat for Patti

I love you baby, I still dream of that day.