Wind-Polished Stars and Deep Blue-Velvet Pleasures
for my Silke at Christmas MMIV
I got out of the house today at last
To buy cat food holy candles mung bean sprouts
In time of feast to gently break my fast
And ate them all with lettuce and carrots too
Instead of erstwhile anuses and snouts
(I feel much healthier now and so might you
Gentle reader to be a gentle feeder)
My fourteen year-old Teddy came to see me
Escaped his mother briefly on a dare
Waiting here when I got home a nice surprise
We weigh the same he practically could be me
Albeit younger and with curly hair
She came at once and snatched him up and away
But not before I saw the love in my son's eyes
And I slipped him a quick ten-spot as I heard him say
It was good to see me and he would be back someday
Somehow these holy candles kindle Christmas light
Watering by surprise these world-weary eyes
Melting my frozen heart this cold and windy night
Is it because their wax happens to be red?
Or is something waking which I thought was dead?
Today at the store I bought bright light-bulbs too
Intending to write something brighter for you
If not brighter at least with better lighting
To keep you shining in the sky my love my friend
The sun went down in flames tonight as the moon rose
Impatiently inspiring me to write for you
And all is quiet now for serious writing
Save for the sighing of the Santa Ana wind
Insistently desiring I write right for you
The wind is speaking something to me as it blows
And if I listen it will tell me what it knows
How this poem goes as it opens its treasures
Of wind-polished stars and deep blue-velvet pleasures
I miss so much in life because I fail to see
The beautiful miracle which is you and me
That the sweetest girl in the world chose me somehow
Of what we share and that you care for me and be
At peace within this magic moment of the now
What the wind blows and what the night rings
What the night sings and what the wind knows
What the starlight would tell me to write
Would seem to me to be that destiny
Has given us a miracle tonight
Tonight and always every breath and heartbeat of
This moment of eternity we know as love
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMIV Silke LLC
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This poem is amazing - A bitter ans sweet slice of life. I'm glad you have seen the love in your son's eyes, and the gentle love that is in your heart that you can share.
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This poem is amazing - A bitter ans sweet slice of life. I'm glad you have seen the love in your son's eyes, and the gentle love that is in your heart that you can share.
Well-done indeed!
Sandie May Angel :o)