Just Between Us; Intimate Disclosure

photo c/o Google Images

 

Words play on parchment, salacious muse

As diurnal notations rendered

By lovers’ intimate whispering

Through insinuate eyes of yearning

Secrets as only you and I share

Of tender moments as disclosure

Cast upon pages of memory

Locked away on a bed of roses

 

Petals of crimson red lay upon

Our desires in cursive reminder

As rhythmic dance and candlelight wine

In the fore of intimate pleasures

Too, there was laughter and often tears

Would fall from the inkwell insensate

Shamed of our insensibility

An absence of malice intentioned

 

We lay in the bounty of our words

Cradled in our arms as the onset

Of primal instincts captured in time

Bound our souls for all eternity

Our naked awareness transcending

Any misgivings and hereto pass

For crimson letters shall hence record

The beauty of days and endless nights

 

You and I in the savour of words

Scrawled in crimson storybook verse

The heart sounds of endless passions lay

On each page of parchment so rendered

 

© Don MacIver 2012; All Rights Reserved

Island Maydaze

Breathtaking beauty of Kennedy Lake. West of Port Alberni, Vancouver Island, BC, mountain meets Heaven and pristine waters…reflections of a dream.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

photo by Don MacIver 2012; All Rights Reserved

 

Gusting westerly winds drift ashore

Raking sands of May in a frenzy

Footprint impressions fade in its wake

Driftwood lay in a remnant scatter

Upon my face a caressing sun

Bathes in a warming touch as tender

As near-flame to awaiting candles

It’s amber hints of summer’s coming

 

Gulls swoop in a downdraft lazily

Wings splay in the wind cantilever

A mindful distance where eagles soar

In the grace of Heavenly being

Our hands joined, a familiar embrace

And stride the rhythm lovers wander

Lips meet in seductive encounter

Tongues roll, as breaking waves, surrender

 

Dawn daze of May forever wakened

By rolling surf and cadent sea breeze

A sensual mist o’er water’s crest

As climax, a fury of thrashing

On rugged outcrop’s penetration

Far and away from glistening shores

A surging undertow lists away

In the froth of daze to remember

 

Wave after wave of tidal pleasures

Our gaze would oft wander open seas

Where a lost horizon drifts away

And dreams lay upon a distant shore

In the sleep of island daze’ romance

And wonderment of nights passed us by

Words in passion reminisce the day

As we lay in sands of tomorrow

 

Kennedy Island is nestled in the mountains on the westbound highway to Tofino, BC.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

photo by Don MacIver 2012; Kennedy Island

 

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Sandstones; Piece of Mind

photo c/o Photobucket.com

 

Sand’s stone lay in perfect harmony

As bedrock seedlings on river’s shoal

Pieces of puzzle weathered in time

As fading memory, piece of mind

 

Each morsel of sand a moment past

Marbled, a sandstone estuary

Peace upon souls of forever more

On the surface of eternity

 

© Don MacIver 2012; All Rights Reserved

Seabreeze

photo by Don MacIver 2012; Qualicum Beach, BC

 

Shadows cast long in the dusk of days

Gulls’ perch and mountains’ duplicity

Play ghostly shadows on waters blue

A mid-summer’s night to surrender

 

A quarter moon’s crescent transition

Would loom upon a darkening sky

Lone beacon of iridescent dreams

In the slumber of a starlit night

 

Sail away with me on nights of blue

Cerulean heavens romancing

Our eyes will wander the galaxies

In our souls arousal of night winds

 

Make love to me as the sun would rise

Adrift upon alabaster seas

A lone gull’s cry in duplicity

Upon mornings of sweet surrender

 

© Don MacIver 2012; All Rights Reserved

Slipstream

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

photo by Don MacIver 2012; Nanaimo, BC

 

Images lay before the lens

Inanimate moments captured

Testament of the hours and days

Of a lifetime fore and after

Driftwood lay upon sandy shores

Disfigurement of better days

As weathering of seasons’ change

Sculpted beauty, timeless decay

 

Silent winds on a pastel sky

Whispering gentle passages

Fading memories as slipstreams

Remnant strokes of life pass us by

The promise of tomorrow’s dreams

Cast in the wake of tidal seas

For you and I a destiny

In the grace of our own being

 

© Don MacIver 2012; All Rights Reserved

Sunset of Dreams

 

 

 

 

 

 

photo c/o Google Images

 

I visited a dear elderly friend yesterday in her suite at our retirement complex. She was just brought home from the hospital and is suffering congenital heart failure. Frail as she is she stood upon my arrival, faced me squarely, her eyes locked in mine. With a faint smile of fondness she took my hands in hers and tearfully let me know her time is near an end. She confided her fear for what will soon come though she is accepting all the same. Rose has led a wonderful long life into her early nineties and our quiet conversations in recent months have been deeply revealing. She had but one love in her life, her husband who she lost years ago after he succumbed to Alzheimer’s Disease. She has carried on without him all these years later and recalls him ever so fondly as she gazes upon his framed photo on the bureau. The tears well in her eyes as she recounts the beauty between their loving hearts. Soon they will once again be together.

 

For our dearest Rose…

 

A dusk for all days in amber dance

Rose upon heavens and in your eyes

Candlelit dreams of timeless romance

Would sweep you away ‘til sun would rise

 

A far away place, a distant time

You would sway in his arms so gently

Song notes capture memories sublime

Whisper of devotions tenderly

 

On seas of tomorrow sail away

As tides of farewell, serenity

In your soul the sands of time convey

Precious moments, covet destiny

 

© Don MacIver 2012, All Rights Reserved

 

Seas-ons For Change; Gentle Waters Flow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

photo by Don MacIver 2012;  Parksville, BC

 

In the dawn of summers, gentle winds

A breath of pinecone, thistledown weed

Caressing strokes of a painter’s sky

In royal blue pallor, light to dark

The sands of tomorrow yield today

As tidal waters in constant change

Thickets of tallgrass lean to the lee

Foreknow tendencies of seasons’ change

 

Footsteps fall silent to seasons past

Periodical tracings rendered

On a canvass of life for living

Souls left behind in antiquation

Hear ambit chatter of shifting tides

Gentle the seas of change ever flow

Immutable as earth’s rotation

On a universe of boundless skies

 

In the still of silent watchfulness

The sounds of humankind pass me by

As fragment insensibilities

Misguided fools of delinquency

Lo the sun would rise another day

And the winds would frenzy tranquil seas

Inner peace the cleanse of aimless souls

Adrift upon seas of damnation

 

© Don MacIver 2012; All Rights Reserved

Fate; Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ralph Waldo Emerson 1803-1882

Essayist, lecturer, poet

 

Through his acclaimed essays and lectures renowned American essayist, lecturer and poet Ralph Waldo Emerson let the Transcendentalist movement of the mid-19th century. His champion of freedom and individualism was most often reflected in his perceptions of mankind’s ability to extend their imaginations to the realization of nearly anything.

Emerson’s expressions of philosophy were groundbreaking and his work titled “Nature” exemplified his profound depth of thinking. In 1837 Emerson gave a speech titled “The American Scholar” which Oliver Wendell Holmes considered to be America’s “Intellectual Declaration of Independence”. Emerson was often a critic of the countervailing pressures of society.
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Fate

Deep in the man sits fast his fate
To mould his fortunes, mean or great:
Unknown to Cromwell as to me
Was Cromwell’s measure or degree;
Unknown to him as to his horse,
If he than his groom be better or worse.
He works, plots, fights, in rude affairs,
With squires, lords, kings, his craft compares,
Till late he learned, through doubt and fear,
Broad England harbored not his peer:
Obeying time, the last to own
The Genius from its cloudy throne.
For the prevision is allied
Unto the thing so signified;
Or say, the foresight that awaits
Is the same Genius that creates.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wingbeats

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

photo c/0 Google Images

 

Poised amid river bend tallgrass green

Statuesque in her blue-gray plumage

Eyes squint avoidance of mid-day’s sun

And the sequined glimmer of shallows

Her vigil for prey on stilted limbs

In noiseless steps’ deliberation

Striking with acute celerity

Small fish wriggle hopeless rendition

 

Upon summer’s breeze ambrosial

Scents tousled in a paroxysm

As tumbleweed in autumnal scorn

Tossed about betwixt changing seasons

At once her flight in graceful portion

Deep wingbeats sway in rhythmic meter

She drifts ever nigh glistened waters

As a swan on gossamery wings

 

Descent her facile gerrymander

Gliding wings of blue-gray vestiary

Touching down in tallgrass green

She waits in shallows, riverbank queen

 

© Don MacIver 2012; All Rights Reserved

Butterfly Fandango

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

photo c/o Google Images

 

Spread your tiny wings and fly

To a place beyond the heavens high

Where the moon and stars in endless wait

Feel your presence and your warm embrace

Shine their light upon your feathered wings

Ballerina dance fandango sings

And her image born before your eyes

Luminates, a rainbow in the sky

 

In the grace of a fandango dance

Through the night the sweetest of romance

Lingers on your angel’s breath my dear

Heel to toe as Andalusian tears

Fall as teardrops from a burdened sky

As you whisper song notes, mesmerise

Archipelago to set me free

I would sing to you so tenderly

 

Spread your tiny wings and fly

Never leave, I couldn’t take goodbye

For the lonely nights would endlessly

Torment my soul, never set me free

 

In the warmth of your embrace is true

Your caress the reason I love you

‘til the morning comes and dawn would rise

I will gaze forever in yours eyes

 

Spread your tiny wings and fly

Never leave, I couldn’t take goodbye

For the lonely nights would endlessly

Torment my soul, never set me free

 

Ballerina save this dance for me

Flamenco sway would ever set me free

As the lights grow dim as candlelight

Burning ever long into the night

With this kiss your soul surrendering

To endless nights and pleasured dreams

The moon and stars this night align

Just this dance, eternally you’re mine

 

Spread your tiny wings and fly

Never leave, I couldn’t take goodbye

For the lonely nights would endlessly

Torment my soul, never set me free

 

In the warmth of your embrace is true

Your caress the reason I love you

‘til the morning comes and dawn would rise

I will gaze forever in yours eyes

 

 

© Don MacIver 2012; All Rights Reserved