By The Boots

The ground thick soil readies its blows

sounds of classic clagging reach the peek of solitude

ferries row 

the music in tow 

That glorious vessel takes its voyage into the fog 

Night drills on and so does the moment.

We reach our destination in the night hours. 

smiling into the wind we take a breath of peace.

Glancing over at our lives we see everything clear as a visual climax not readily despised.  

With the light of the moon shining its mission upon on weary souls, it removes the darkness around us as we settle into our rooms ready for our boots.

[12 of 13 Love Series]

An Original NomiSLove Post Published on Poetizer

Enter Into The Light

The sound of your soft voice soothes my soul…

In the midnight hours after the darkest of days’ your blessings abound in your merciful flows.

At our moment of rest, you know what’s best as you hold me gently in the depths of your loving care.

In that time the beauty of your love your protection shines brighter than the moon that comforts my weary heart.

Now we can see each other as we are, together.

Wandering Eyes

The Gathering

As it goes the story of us lingers in my heart as a beautiful tune cascading with my soul in all in its glorious majestic streams of dreams…

When The Soul Sings…

Quiet the heart in our verse of discourse so you can hear my soul sing sweetly to you...

The Man’s Blind Bluff

Capture me with delight so I can see you…

No! Says the blind man.

Reality Reealz

In the midnight watch under the willow tree collecting pines whistle by in the wind taking time to unite in the gadgets goll of submission.

Good Ground Broken

Close to the seasonal life in wonder you might ask both in the presence of our impulses to take aim at the sudden blows that come up to harness our actions. Thankfully, bliss takes on our countless ends-by-night entries in destiny’s ground our resources are found…

Still Soft Voice Of Truth

Truth whispers to us but will we listen?