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My Poetry

Buried In The Grace Of Your Beautiful Hush


Wish me Home
in the plush drape of Angel wings
curled in corners of Christmas past
where the delicate shine of a soft swell
finds me mesmerized in the mercy of your beg
opening glorious before my eyes
pouring the beautiful spill of all I savor
into a glow of Heaven
where divine dreams fall dusted in sighs
beneath explosions of love's silence
as you lace me in a hush of vanilla whispers
burying me breathless in your pearls


I lay stolen
guided by the promise of cashmere hymns
cradled in the destiny of sacred rapture
worshiping the beauty of our thunderous symphony
God how I love to splash in the velvet wrap of your ocean
showering in the urge of your lips
dancing in the rain
riding golden waves
swirling inside the fire
as our melody breathes in the rage of the coming tide
forever carved in echo's of surrender


Melted
fulfilled within the realms of all that is cherished
The ache vanquished from the flesh of two heartbeats
pounding in the quiet aftermath of tangled limbs
and sweltering flickers of liquid burn
Drowning
in the gentle slopes of curves and kisses
as the night fades into your eyes
and I find paradise in the only place I belong
Nestled in the grace of your arms


Our Whispers Of Love

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~Heart To Heart~ Our Whispers Of Love


Captured in the heart's voice of these verses
are the very Essence of Us
We share every moment of our past and present
in hours of sacred conversation poured between the years
inside dreams
the color of our love
Where secret tears oftentime become the survival of our soul
awaiting to be released in whispers of ink that lend a glimpse
of all that we have endured and survived
along this journey of life
As the songs of poetry
become the footprints of our Legacy


I know so many have overcome the aftermath
of shattered dreams and broken hearts
building walls with strength of prayer that will protect
from ever having to know that pain again
or hear the sad lullaby of a familiar tearsong
We can spend a lifetime hiding behind them
missing out on spreading our wings upon that one breeze that passes by
that we were destined to soar upon again
or we can fly with those who love us
along the winds of remembering how we got here
Step by Step
One Kiss at a Time
and with every footstep we take that guides us through the veil of tears
the shadows of pain, and the burdens of loss and anguish
there is a light at the end of that tunnel called "Hope"
and it leads us into a "Defining Moment"
called "Forever"
and that is a place where the heart is more than enough
it is "Everything"


There was so much more than just breaking down walls
as we exceeded the sound barrier
All the tears rained
the edges of cliffs balanced
the burning bridges crossed
each worth the journey into the arms of our embrace
Our words, Our poetry
even when they aren't Our now
they are leading Us to each other
finding Our way Home Together
where We are needed
where We find comfort
where We belong


and I Thank God I never missed my chance
to touch the Most Beautiful Woman
Ever to Grace this Universe
You are the reason I continue to get past such a harsh Winter
you are the breath of an early morning Spring
the fire of a blazing MidSummer's night
the beauty of Autumn's Fall
and You're my Beautiful Season of Love
The very reason I am the Luckiest Man in the World






...a footnote... this poem was molded and shaped from replies between Dawn and I
in the last couple of poems we wrote... Does that mean it's a collab, I like to think that
Everything I write about love is a collab with Dawn, for She is the breath of love in
my life and the true essence of beauty that fills my heart... Our Words...Our Hearts...
Our Whispers...Our Love...

Written For My Mom

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Between The Rain

Winter sprinkles its falling dust once more
Past the red and gray
behind blue eyes
that struggle in the blind
where tears freefall from cheek to shoulder
As I hold her
standing in my own rain
Pouring silently so I don't choke
all those around me
while I break in my own ache
which is nothing compared to her pain
Yet she still tells me to Believe

Prayers-Hopes-Wishes
All crumbling as you kneel before the rock
the one that is solid in strength
as you try holding on
Praying
Hoping
Wishing
Having Faith that this Truth
about a beautiful Daughter who was there
for everything, for everyone
in the beginning, in the end
To bring the light of love to her parents life
to hold their hands as the Angels brought them Home
About a beautiful Mother who is the magnificent mountain
between the green valleys
The great divide
that brings us all home into the comfort of her arms
Where warmth of a Mothers Love
is a cure for everything
From a broken heart
to a scrape on the knee
no divisions, no differences
not to Her, not to our Mother

In these days where Winter still hangs
I know the end has only begun once again
And no amount of
Prayers
Hopes
Wishes
can do anything about it
Yet when I look into her eyes
past the pain
I feel the Faith of my beautiful Mother
lighting the tunnel from her heart
touching me with a sacred glow
letting me know
in these times of change
God needs a special Angel
and he is calling my Mother Home
I just don't want her to suffer too much
before she is ready to let go

So when you feel it's time
Fly Mom Fly
and always remember
We Love You

Your Proud Children
Brian, Lee Annette, and Roy

Written For My Pop

Behind His Shadow


I remember the mental shoves,
intentions natural for a father
wanting his son to be more
than he ever was.
He toured with the pro-am all over the state
carried a 198 in three leagues,
bowling for dollars every Saturday night,
extra pay for Sunday cruises to A&W
and root beer floats for the whole family.
He loved the Dodgers even when we were in a Cardinal state,
if Koufax or Drysdale hooked it up against Gibson
we didn't miss a moment,
by tv or radio
with old friends popcorn and RC cola,
we never missed a pitch.

I remember learning to play poker at seven,
a basement full of smoke and Seagrams
and a grandmother turning red
because a kid raked in her pennies.
From California to KC to Texas
back and forth in a path of tire tracks
I followed faithfully,
born to run behind, always trying to catch up.

I never did make it to the pro's
though I made a few bucks along the way,
bowling for dollars myself.
I never became a Dodger
though I tried out for the Pirates when I was 17,
but the Seventies had already swallowed the dreams
of a father
for a son who never saw disappointment in his eyes,
maybe that was because he knew we were a lot a like.

"But I got to ramble (ramblin' man)
Oh I got to gamble (gamblin' man)
Got to got to ramble (ramblin' man)
I was born a ramblin' gamblin' man"

I remember a time when I thought life wasn't worth living
in the middle of the night he felt me leaving
and I had an Angel as he helped save me,
I wish I could have done the same for him.

Lord?
I hope he's still not disappointed.




...words in parenthesis by Bob Seger "Ramblin Gamblin Man"

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My Poetry

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In The Pour Of Tomorrow's Scriptures


Daybreak

Orange bursts beneath blue rises
covering the black satin of a midnight past
where the sun slowly drifts
as the moon fades with a sigh between each star


Morning Scriptures

Awakening with the taste of honey
brushed new upon warm whispers
Spooning with reminders
of last nights beg of forever's
deep in the middle of surrendering
The rest of our lives


Daydreaming


If I had words I would use them
somehow they get lost in translation
Pages turn and chapters fly
the world spins
people are everywhere
and then there is You and I
The music plays
the quiet lays still
and I find the syllables
to paint myself out of this dream
Into the real
the beauty of how I feel
"I Love You"


Evening Spills

Backporch curled around in a southern glow
as the swing sways to the cradle of our wrap
Blankets covering fingertips dancing in delight
candles inside burning to the rhythm of two souls
melting breathlessly as one


Midnight Pours

A writer writes the lyrics
A poet sings the melody
A man's heart smiles
in the breath of a beautiful hush
as he has it all
And I have Everything
I have You
And We have
all the Moon's and Sun's of every Tomorrow



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My Poetry

A Collision Of Confessions


Your eyes burn with the roar
of a glowing fire
as rain softly whispers kisses
down upon my echoes
Night dreams beckon to the surrender of sunrise
flickering in the warmth of your gentle breath
exploring the steam of tangled hunger
as we fall cradled in the spill of moist moments
tracing the thirst of our sweltering crave


Your heartprint presses upon the tissue
of my trembling thunder
unleashing currents by the touch
of your beautiful wave
Drowning our serenade in a beg
of verses raptured in a passionate duet
Candlelight shadows curve delicate
to the pale of your beautiful reflection
bowing to the entwining wrap of jasmine swirls
drenched inside the rise of my heartbeat


Your essence pours through me
like poetry brushed in eternal braille
translating love's desire in every swallow
staining each sacred ache in petals of silk
Unspoken and Bookmarked
splashing in velvet waterfalls
with Open Arms
where we always collide
in explosions of forever's promise of Deliverance


You bury my confessions
in the depths of our crumble
where your blaze penetrates the lips of my song
and I get lost in the delights of your flesh
quivering to the melody of my lyrics
as I unlace the sighs of heaven
Escaping within the curled worship of the night

OUR Poetry *Velvet-Whispered Memoirs (~A Bri & Dawn Collab~)*

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Sacred rain falls free
spilling whispers
beneath the glaze of moonlit surrender
Capturing magic with eyes
in-sync
uncovering eternal promises splashing
tongue-tied wishes
between the melt of lingering forever
in the heart of our drown.
Depths crumble with want
hungry kisses
fueled by the burn of pillowed descent
embracing celestial fever
exposed
in the blush of your nectar.
I belong to our flame
worshiping the wrap of love's warmth
Take me in the wings of your beg
as I release the thunder of my heartscape
Pouring all that I breathe
into your beautiful crave


I am veiled in the gossamer garment
of your emerald gaze,
submerged in transcendent reflections
of your breath cast upon the windowpanes
of a delicate heart, lost in the euphoria
of the salvation etched in the exhales
of your essence, scribing the unwritten silence in
pearled benedictions, beyond an invisible ink
that bleeds into scriptures of translated confessions,
as every hushed trace of my fingertips
unravels the layers of your heart,
and unleashes the voice within the realms
dangling between pouted lips
tasting home that has been awaiting
beyond the pink altar
of holy-water stained kisses,
beckoning this soul to awaken
from the shadows of tear-drowned candlewicks,
into the elegant amber flicker
of your immaculate midnight blaze,
as I curl into the corners of your timeless smile,
intoxicated in heart-orchestrated serenades
of jasmine-fragranced dreams
illuminated in the memorized silhouette
of your love cascading upon me,
soft as the lullaby of stardust
falling upon the revelation
of answered prayers,
an unwavering balm transforming these
broken fragments of me,
into the whole of us


Crossing thresholds
swimming
in a harvest of butterfly strokes,
branded by the plunge of ocean swells
coiled in curved ache,
I starve for velvet swallows
bathed in the cloak of cradled sighs
saturated by the gentle slide of your harbor
as we devour the thirst of tangled sway.
Lay bare the pleasure of our appetite
take me to shelter
hold me there
in the arms of all we feel
buried inside a stir of murmurs
echoing in symphonic verse,
yearning to bookmark the pages
of every unwritten poem,
Braille-quilled from the colors of your heart,
into soul seasoned passages
of love-saturated orchids,
arched in the frail winds
of a suede-parchment destiny,
brushed in the art of dream-drop secrets,
falling like cashmere upon blossoms
of an azure-trembled longing,
savoring the beauty of
this love's fragile truth,
finger-painted in ivory memoirs,
nestled, so softly, in the syllables
of your soul-kissed passion
penned upon the canvas of my body
in sanguine-composed sonnets of fate
that redefine the religion
of eternity




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~*~...a collaboration between dawnsconstellation and passionaterider...~*~

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    MattNJake1

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    07/01/09

    Hey Brian. Just letting you know that I'm thinking of you and sending a ton of hugs and love your way.

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    MattNJake1

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    06/11/09

    Wishing you a great weekend. *Hugs*

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    MattNJake1

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    06/07/09

    Hugs and love ... Stephanie

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    theknob

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    05/31/09

    Thank you yours also....have a awesome week,,,thanks for the return....image



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    Layla

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    05/28/09

    Dropping by to say hello, Friend!
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    MattNJake1

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    05/23/09

    Wishing you a safe and happy Memorial Day weekend.
    *Hugs and love*
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