just told me
your fingers
that reach to the sky
just told me
i’m not the same without you
© r.e.l. 5/31/12
image by simeon schatz photography
posted for Poetry Picnic 6/3-6/10/12 on Jingle Poetry
covered in moss
write with me
… as if i’m writing you
… as if i hear only your voice
your substance, your curves, your nuances, your eyes
as if for the first time
seeing me, perhaps
as a tiny particle of life in the ripple of a pond
it’s true, i remember the stars
when we first met
did you know that the cobble stones
on our path
each covered in moss
growing
alive
know that to provide direction
to you
is to cheat you of your trail of treasures in life?
… with your warm beaming clouds
listen to them
(. . .)
i do
© r.e.l. 5/27/12
Posted for Thursdays Poet Rally 6/6-6/13/12 on Hyde Park Poetry
precious heart
i just whispered,
precious heart,
that you beat in colors
inhaling all of life
but also parts that should only
be viewed as if through an hourglass
don’t worry though,
it will all be ok …
breathe with me
you have p r i c e l e s s time
on your side
so, hide with me in the beach grass
… and listen to the wind and the waves
take my hand and join me
in the rest of our lives
© r.e.l. 5/23/12
image by simeon schatz
Featured in redbubble’s Inspired by Life
beings of dreams
we beings of dreams
with earthly eyes to see
there is only the truth
trust our sun light
it makes life
anew every moment
© 2012 simsha
image by s i m s h a
just now
i transmitted
my thoughts to you
just now …
eyes at sunset
never stop penetrating
the everlasting moment …
just bow your head and be silent
© r.e.l. 5/19/12
Posted for Poetry Picnic 5/20-5/27/12
dear time
dear time,
as epic as you are
you tick your way
through my ways of being
… yet not
i have a secret though
preferring the mist, the unknown
(that remains still
that remains silent)
i always find a way
to ignore you
© r.e.l. 5/13/12
image by simeon schatz
Posted on Poetry Picnic 5/20-5/27/12
enough of words
be careful, don’t forget
you are gazing at the light
as you search for meaning
horizons, expanded…
i come to you without me
without a sound
hidden behind no door
…enough of words
you are my precious moments,
revealed,
rising together with us
as parts
© r.e.l. 5/8/12
image by s i m s h a
Posted on Poetry Picnic 5/13-5/20/12 on Jingle Poetry
Featured in Freedom to Shine on redbubble
Chosen by Redbubble artist sure2010 as pairing with his artwork Illumination Happening
with a secret
before you knew me
i felt you …
knowing me,
piercing me
to the core
with a secret
unspoken
let me know when
you’re ready
to do it again
remember, i’m your innuendo
© r.e.l. 5/5/12
image by simeon schatz
Posted for Poetry Picnic 5/6-5/13/12 on Gooseberry Garden
