Myself
I was indifferent, wandering,
when we first met
Raw, lost, and purposely alone
Barely wanting, knowing,
if I even cared to look
Wondering, daily,
if I even wanted to try.
It seems so long ago,
so far from where I find myself
Where I found my self
To the here, to the now
To where I am vital, content
Certain, today,
that you’re the reasons why.
I find myself, reflective, here.
Found my self, reflected, there.
I followed our love to get to today
On a path, lined,
with many fresh new memories
To this hopeful here,
and to our happy now
Eventual time, guided,
by the bluest of shared skies.
Projecting only forward,
to tonights, and to tomorrows
To the vast unknown,
secure, in what is known,
In what is shown
At peace, in this life, with this love,
as our time slowly flies.
I have opened up, again,
by looking in the right place
Seeing, and noticing
Discovering and rediscovering
Spending time, there,
A focused man, here
Feeling healthy, and happy, and wise.
Found my self, reflected, there.
I find myself, reflective, here.
A special night, now,
is any night,
and most every night
As I get to spend them
in my favourite place
And where I get lost, now,
is where I was found.
It is here, with you
and your lovely face
In the perfect place
There, inside your eyes
Secure, within this love
I am safe, and I am sound
There and here... on solid ground.
I am myself. Here.
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Myself
Posted by ggreentree on October 13, 2023
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Cosmos
I can see her there, unique
Standing, in a field of wildest flowers
So small among the other blooms
The one that no one initially sees.
Cosmos, confidently swaying back and forth
Steady and certain in her comfort
Safe, in the caring and gentle arms
Of a familiar summer breeze.
How beautiful the blossom
Resplendent in this world
Like a smile and then a laugh
Sunshine, spreading with the hour.
Among bird songs and butterflies
Such a lovely place to feel alive
With the natural music of the field
Bees visiting, from flower to flower.
She seems to grow within that moment
Effortlessly sharing, all of her warmth
The self-perennial seeds of her being
Spread about, in an ever-lasting layer.
A simple expression of who she is
Steadily, more colourful, more vibrant
And, the more she shows of herself
The more we love to find her there.
Cosmos…flower, and universe,
Aptly named in every sense.
In a world of variety and expanse,
She could set her self apart.
Far more than the eye sees.
Far stronger than her stature.
Feisty, and fun, and genuine.
So much kindness in her heart.
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Gone too soon. Her essence, always here
Like a sweet touch of lavender
And the freshest breath of air
Together…Rising into clearest sky.
Visions so vivid, now sadly fleeting,
Close in memory, then suddenly so far
We see our Cosmos, through too-late tears
And must wave our last goodbye.
Posted by ggreentree on July 28, 2023
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Prepared
Prepared
I pause, I stop, as I often do
To look at yours
To look again at mine
To linger in the knowing moment
Preserving, conserving, the once was
Held there, in the strong hands of time
Prolonging, longing, moving on…
We require a little less
We understand a lot more
The when’s have become the how
Todays, and tomorrows, are evolving
Our contemplations now here
The expectations, here and now
Yesterday, yesteryear still back there…
One, two, five, ten,
Thirteen, sixteen, eighteen
Fun in the water at nine
Progressions of a growing life
Shared milestones and similar experiences
Smiling, sifting through the sands of time
Precious, and precarious, in the past...
Where will they all be?
What will they do?
Their answers will make our plans
Vast distances from the nest
Varied paths to all that’s next
Opportunity, the in and out of our hands
Anticipation, realization, trepidation…
Looking closer, I see so much
This genuine, and kind, aura
Certain signs that we did just fine
A sparkle that reflects their lives
Images that resonate with love
All the next, left in the plans of time
Potential, and promise, prepared…
In place of worry and wary
Is a safe and warm comfort
Assurance, held within our pride
Push, and patience, on the road
Subtle guidance towards the path
Possibilities, that fill this world so wide
The memories are our reminders
Treasured years of all their smiles…
The story, that time will still tell
Measured, now, in many miles…
Posted by ggreentree on June 17, 2022
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Holiday
Holiday
Looking out, to bluest ocean and sky
After our wild-weathered journey to the sun
With coffee, and peace, and pen and paper
Awaiting her return from an early morning run
A day of possibilities, here, well within our reach
Limits, defined only by the hours in a day
Sun, and sand, in time laid out before us
In hand, together, for no work and all play
Our holiday, a deserved escape, after such a while
From all the harsh realities, every one and ours
From two plus years, depleted by the exhaustion
A world of powerless angst, and other-worldly powers
We can forget about most of it, at least for now
Not the least bit selfish after all of our ills
After all of our anxieties, the jabs, and the news
Ghastly glimpses, hollow beliefs and swallowed pills
As simple as looking out, again, to this blue
The horizon, and the waters, in reflective beauty
A world away, to reinvigorate, and to heal
Where making the most of it as our selfless duty
This holiday, an impromptu escape, all our own
Getting away, healing and quiet, our shared treasures
For eight days, just to seem normal, and finally free
For our mindful ventures, and our simple pleasures
Posted by ggreentree on March 23, 2022
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Instance
Instance
In the moment of a glance
I see so much
I feel so much
I know so much
My heart opens up
Completely
In the clearest instant
In the substance of that glance
I remember again
I realize anew
I react, as always
My heart fills up
Completely
In that familiar instance
It is our love that I see
That I feel
That we have
That opens my heart
That fills my heart
Completely
In that perfect instance
February 14, 2022
Posted by ggreentree on February 15, 2022
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Sigh
Sigh
Often, it’s the simplest of things
Looking forward to being home
Reaching out for an embrace
Leaning in for a kiss
Watching after her as she strolls by
And, always, a profound impression
As I pause…ever so assuredly
An inward smile, and a silent sigh
∼
Often, it’s as easy as being there
To hear the day in her voice
Seeing the now in her eyes
Smelling the soft of her skin
Tasting the red of her lips
Touching her shoulder as she strolls by
And, always, I am stirred by the contact
Senses tingling…safe inside my heart
A warmth of comfort, and a silent sigh
∼
I hold all of her in for that moment
She is the content in my sigh
A certain, peaceful, breath of air
I can feel the refresh of this love
It is the content of my sigh
And, I will always find her there
Posted by ggreentree on January 14, 2022
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Next
Next
When you awake this morning
The phone will be silent
That same setting…it will be gone
No alarm, no scheduled rise
No quick coffee, no long drive
Yet, the road…will still go on…
It is the first day
of the rest of your life
I hope it goes well
I have this sense
you think you’re ready for it
But, it’s always hard to tell
Those same faces
Those same smiles
Those same familiar names
Same safe atmosphere
The same irreverent jokes
And the same familiar games
It has been the same old
And the same old
For so damn long
I have the feeling
you’re ready for what’s next
I hope that I’m not wrong
It’s just what you do
What you did
For thirty plus years
Then, suddenly, it isn’t
As this life continues on,
and the next tomorrow nears
This is the first day
of the rest of your life
I hope you are prepared
I have this worry
you’ll find too much space
For all the time you shared
Those same chairs
Those same corners
Those same familiar walls
Same simple expectations
The same daily pace
Down the same familiar halls
It’s natural to underestimate
most of your estimations
Just how much you assume
I have the feeling, this worry,
you’ll see all the empty places
That fill your every room
It’s what you’ve always done
What you do
In your spare time spent
But, now, it’s every day
And, as this life edges on,
you may wonder where it went
So…
When you awake this morning…
Look out your window…
Notice…yesterday is completely gone
There is new sun…and new clouds…
There is new snow…and a new breeze,
And endless skies…going on…and on…
It’s the next day
of the rest of your life
Embrace it as your own
I have the highest of hopes
you will see all the possibilities
The potential, in all of the unknown
The next new idea
The next new adventure
The next new way
Next new friendship
Next new conversation
The next and newest day
It’s time for you to expect
all that could come next
Every new beginning that could start
I have this very good feeling
you will find your best way
Live large, and share what’s in your heart
It’s what you’ve always done
What you do…
And much of who you are
And now…you have each new day…
And all the nexts that come next…
The sky as the limit…and you can go far…
Posted by ggreentree on January 2, 2022
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Fundy
Fundy
It’s as much about the tranquility
As it is about the peace
While the world spins to near the edge
I escape, to where my worries cease
Enabled to forget, most of all else
By ocean, and sun, and breeze
Away, here, with love by my side
I can bask within my ease
Slowing down, time, and pulse
Embraced, by each nuance of the day
As the tide plays its gradual game
My anxieties are kept at bay
Enraptured, by the beauty of it all
By the calm, in what nature has to say
My thoughts, and words, flow freely
As I get lost in my own way
Hours are of meager significance
Tracked, vaguely, by the sun
As I await her return, and an arrival
Perfect tranquility, is far from done
Enhanced, by the next new memories
The waves, the horizon, the more to come
My east coast ease ebbs on and on
My heart, and mind, can breathe as one
The more I see this ocean
The more I feel this breeze
The more I sigh, and I smile
As I bask within my ease
Posted by ggreentree on August 16, 2021
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