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envision A flower's life is beatific beauty, colors show glimmering glory. A flower does its delightful duty, revealing nature's shimmering story. A summer's life is fertile green ripeness shows sunlight power. A summer does its nature scene revealing nature's fruitful hour. A stream's life is crystal clear, water shows serenity slowing. A stream does its aqua sphere, revealing water's simple flowing. A dream's life is memory trance, images show ethereal tales. A dream does its ephemeral dance. revealing secret's beyond the veil. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Nicholas A. Tonelli from Pennsylvania, USA, Pool Wildlife Sanctuary 4, CC-BY-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Empty Heart This hollow hall, has seen them all. Some took a seat along the wall. The lines of chairs were ready then, some came and were gone again. One by one, in they came, row by row, none the same. Some brought love, many were friends. Some swore friendship until the end. Seats were worn by many stays, many promised to mend their ways. On some places lies were spoken, in other spaces, bonds were broken. Many have come, few have stayed. All the games have been played. Some have left a token on each seat, some leave memories, bittersweet. So, many chairs are empty here, row by row, now, few are here. This hollow hall, has seen them all, seats were taken by big and small. Men and women have left their mark, the lights unlit, now cold and dark. Footsteps echo against the walls, silence reigns, no more footfalls. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Joe Mabel - Everett Floral Hall Interior CC-BY-SA-3.0, ...

again if i could walk those golden streets again and sing those glad olden songs so sweet again if i could feel those pounding jungle beats again and touch those rumbling thronging beasts again if i could dance those daring double steps again and twirl the girls 'round their swinging hips again if I could swim those clear summer lakes again and float lazily where the cool current takes again if i could sit in playful grade-school seats again and draw where pencil and yellow paper meets again if i could run the asphalt baseball fields again and slap the rubber balls off car windshields again if i could fold daily newspaper sheets again in pre-dawn drowsiness on city streets again if i could gaily play in hot summer rains again and watch the water run into sewer-drains again if i could tackle tough and rumble players again and run through football teams like a laser again if i could frolic in frigid cold and icy snow again and not fear near fro...

love defusion shattered vision clear derision blind decision deep incision wasted motion failed notion lost devotion raw emotion feigned affection heart rejection dark dejection blood infection fate protrusion life exclusion full confusion love contusion no permission stone emission friend sedition soul fission © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤  

Our Love Our: fingers, entwined. love, blind. hearts opined. Our: hands, tight. smiles, bright. hearts, light. Our: passions flared. love dared. hearts cared. Our: pleasure, felt. bodies, svelte. hearts, melt. Our: spirits soared. love, restored. hearts adored. Our: souls yearned. love burned. hearts churned. Our: union, deep. love, weeps. hearts leap. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Thanks to  +Rusty Rimes  for help with the title! Image by:  By Aurorablu (Kodak Easy Share) CC-BY-SA-3.0, via Wikimedia Commons

soulful sadness Silently, he wept.  The sullen  stillness  weighed  on his heart,  like water-filled  balloons,  too heavy  to hold  and dropped.  And broke.  Like the water  escaping  from the balloons,  so, too, does  his heavy  heart spill  water-filled tears.  The remaining drops, drip, one-by-one, counting out, the beats of  his broken heart. The scratched record played a slow,  blues rhythm. The woeful dirge  drum beat deep,  intoning the mournful,  will-less,  silence of fears.  The thump  of the heart,  in time,  with the  quiet shadows,  showed his  soulful sadness. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By Bygone (http://www.flickr.com/photos/bygone/5574430802/) CC-BY-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons If you enjoyed...

Lilium candidum A flower.  A flower.  A flower.  A bee.  A flower.  Sunshine.  Rain.  Wind.  A seed. A seed.  A fall.  Soil.  Sunshine.  Rain.  A shoot.  A stem. A stem.  A bud.  Sunshine.  Rain.  Buds. Blossoms.  A flower.  A flower. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by: Stan Shebs

Les regrets d'Orphée -  Charles Paul Landon ~1796 forgotten regrets shimmering echoes, vibratos course whispering voice's staccato remorse satin falsehoods, whirling sounds velvet tongue's silver redounds ancient memories, methodical meld forgotten thought's symphonies swelled perfunctory functions, consistent flows resultant outcomes, redundant shows regretful statements, verbal assaults casual comment's oral insults wistful wisdom, intellectual twirl sagacious promise's personal swirl © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By Charles Paul Landon (1760 – 1826) (linternaute.com) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

to places I drift to places that might be there: sandy beaches, mountain streams, far off places, like wistful dreams, distant lands with golden themes, glistening maidens, reflect sunbeams, reality revealed, not what it seems. ✩  ✩  ✩ I float to places without a care: soothing fountains, bubbling sounds, children dancing, to music rounds, blooming flowers, on garden grounds, frolicking animals, kittens and hounds, distant memories, past rebounds. ✩  ✩  ✩ I sail to places up in the air: majestic vistas, rainbow hues, angelic choirs, heavenly news, ephemeral muse, hearts enthuse, mystical symbols, meaning transfuse. ✩  ✩  ✩ © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By Author Laurence Housman Publisher Bodder and Sloughton [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Coffee The grand elixir of morning throes. The great fixer of sleeper's woes. ☕ The grind of future feats await. The grounds of heaven's flavor gate. ☕ The taste of water heated gold. The trace of aromatic beans unfold ☕ The palate pleaser from stoneware cups. The palace teaser and bottoms ups. ☕ The treasure of caffeine's power true. The measure of dripping glorious brew. ☕ The font of youthful beverage sink. The flaunt of every royal drink. ☕ © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By lisasolonynko

indolence indolent pawns file into view await the master's plan purview silent sheep in sectioned rows soundless hums, ghoulish glows political purpose on display expedient puppets in array  feckless dupes queue into sight dumbly stare into glowing light screens entertain lulled masses await the arrival of video glasses social order arranged by moguls passive peons passionately ogle video, audio, interactive view fast-food feasts, blindly chew obesity soars, bulging weight supersize me, heaven's gate sanctioned slaughter one by two who is next? me or you? © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Richard Webb CC-BY-SA-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Your love like the morning Your love surrounds me  like the morning mist. As I breathe,  your sweet breath  fills me. As I exhale,  your healing scent,  refreshes my soul. The morning breeze  of your love,  cools my heart. My soul tingles  with your love’s  soothing touch. I tremble as your  fingers trace the outline  of my lips. With joy I shake  as you caress  my face. I writhe in ecstasy,  as you move your hands  on my skin.  I reach for your form,  you escape my grasp. A specter,  formed and formless,  unreachable.  Only in my dreams,  do I touch you,  embrace you, an apparition,  haunting  me  during  my  long,  waking,  hours. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By pfly (Mist on the Skagit River) CC-BY-S...

Spring Robins Spring... Spring pleases, snow stops. Spring teases, crocus pops. Spring sneezes, flower tops. Spring eases, growing crops. Spring brings, warm sun. Spring rings, Easter fun. Spring sings, robin's son. Spring flings rainbow's run. Spring sends, rain shower. Spring blends, flower bower. Spring bends, will power. Spring ends, Winter's power. Spring toes, rain boots. Spring grows, green shoots. Spring shows, summer's fruits. Spring throws, love salutes. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By franthony

ebullience Her ebullience buoyed my condition. It happened without my permission. My heart throbbed beyond my volition! Her jubilant air and perky flair, left me beyond repair. It filled me with a giddy air that caught me unaware. My heart beat out her rhythm as I sailed in midair. Her smiling face left me no breathing space. It caused me to find a place in her embrace. My heart raced as I touched her winning grace. Her splendiferous soul saturated my heart. It happened with the power of her graceful art. My heart was consumed by her from the start. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ 

your eyes As the sun sets in your eyes, I feel the sweetness of your essence. As the twinkle of love fills your eyes, I feel the beauty of your being. As the raindrops fall from your eyes, I feel the rainbow of your soul. As the moon rises in your eyes, I feel the starlight of your life. As the love light shines in your eyes, I feel the glow of your tenderness. As the laughter beams from your eyes, I feel the mirth of your joyfulness. As the sadness spills from your eyes, I feel the pain of your suffering. As your soul is mirrored in your eyes, I feel the eternal beauty of your senescence. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image: F ederico Barocci [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Context Context Mirthful mourning, glad remorse, happy days have run their course. Silent wailing, unheard scream, nightmare moments in a dream. Will-less purpose, plan-less choice, forward focused fortune's voice Peaceful chaos, serene bedlam,  passing passion's tranquil emblem. Opaque colors, glaucous hues, rainbow proffers pallid views. Instant waiting, clamant stall, queuing questions plague us all. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤  Image: By Alvimann

summer night summer night A soft crescendo builds at dark, crickets, owls and frogs embark. Moon's transcendent path is set, grass's dew is soft and wet. Summer's wind lifts the trees, scent of pine rides on the breeze. Fireflies blink upon their course, silhouette's glow with no remorse. Horns, whistles, boats and trains, in the distance, sound remains. Rain clouds gather, sudden burst, falling raindrops sate earth's thirst. A lonely echo fills the night, lonesome murmurs, at first light. Sparrows chirp at rising sun, grey-red dawn, night is done. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image: By rjshiflet .

grey cloud days less full grey cloud days, hope less ways, i wander long, joy less haze. path less journey, fill my roads, world weary legs, burden borne loads. friend less futures, glean flat emotions, faith less times, motion less oceans. bleak full minutes, mark each hour, blank bland seconds, power less cower. heart less actions, leads choice's chance, remorse full fails, step less dance. time less present, gloom full date, guide each moment, blind fortune's fate. dark's full miasma, makes men melt, will less wisdom, fear full felt. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By krosseel

Red Roses dear The day is setting, down goes the sun. Now is the time, dear, for an evening of fun. Draw the shades, dear, and lower the lights. It's gonna be one of those wild, crazy nights. Light some candles and pour out some wine. Soon, my dear, we'll both feel so fine. Open the fireplace, set a hot fire, Our time tonight, dear, our heart's desire. Fluff up the pillows, dear, get ready to play. Soon we will be having fun, our own funny way. Make sure your toes, dear, are cozy and warm, Smell the sweet roses, get into rare form. It's time to perform the lessons we've learned, Time to get paid, dear, the dues we have earned. Set up all of the pieces, lay them all out, Dear, this game of Monopoly, is what love is all about. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By Jaqueline

still trace I can  still trace her face from memory: her girlish smile, the ticklish cleft above her lip, her full, pink, kissable, lips, the curve  of her cheeks, the way her  hair curled on the side  of her head, the way her  nose crinkled when she  smiled  at me, her sunny,  sandy, soft,  blonde hair  that hung down  around her  smooth, round, shoulders, the dimples that pulled me  into them, every,  time,  she smiled. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤