Yule be the day
That these words are covered in clay
So take my hand and give to my heart
That by which you intend to part
For parting would be such sorrow
Even if there were no tomorrow
Stay with me and set me free
For I shall be the one to honour thee
Even if false hope, gives way to light
I intend to warm you into the night
And drink from your nectar in pure delight
Appetite, I’ve come to bare
Even if you are not there
Less ye be known, by no lesser name
Then the one that lingers alone in the flame
Less I be humbled, beneath the stars that burn bright
Linger in the silence and cherish me tight
For you are the breath that my body imparts
And you are the rhythm that dwells within my heart
"the breath that my body imparts" -- "the rhythm that dwells within my heart" -- "linger in the silence and cherish me tight" -- I believe that have it all just right, "the one that lingers in the flame" -- she, is the worthy one to lend the gift of your heart's beat to you -- JMW
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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