I REMEMBER YOU

How often do I remember you?

Over the blue waters I see your face, feel your hands.
The wind carries my sigh over the waves murmur.
Shades of evening bring the missing smell of your hair, your breath.
The morning dew draws your figure in my window pane, as if weeping with me.
Breaking across the ocean’s flood, the swift rush of the waves call your name in mingled sounds of earth and air.
Like the rush of the sea or the sound of angels wings.

The sad stream of my love ran silently towards the stormy ocean of your life.
It wound through dark and light under all skies.
You never cared or shared my sigh.

Anna Maria

MORNING MIST AND SUNSHINE

Morning mist and sunshine
A beam of the sun
The murmur of the waves
Ages of moonlight
Over the calm ocean

I am the barren land
Waiting for your rain
Swaying in the wind
Hoping for magical moons
To shine

Through night and storm
Through starless and cold
Beams of life
Passion burns the stars
And keeps me alive

Anna Maria

A MELODY OF LOVE

A melody may teach a lover where love is.
Silver dressed in the moonlight, bathed by heaven and the evening star
a melody of gold tangling your hair
like a clamor of love caught in a song.

Our voices in the wind, air shapes the sound
of all the moons and suns of the days we were in love.
A tide of feelings and awe and wonder swells inside me.
The awe and wonder of true love.

Anna Maria

SHADES OF GREEN AND BLUE

Shades of green and blue color the heave and hurl of the swells embraced by a silver winged breeze.
A room with a tiny view of the sea. The sea that calls for you and me but I sit here alone.

Free and calm waves woven from sea spells caress the sand as you used to caress me.
No more.
Salty air meets my lips, the breeze cools my spirit.

Deep azure waves smash the rocks and the soft sand and seems like eternity since I last saw you.
In the tranquility of the tides I can hear the gulls squawk.
The sun is going down and shines from heaven into the sea.

My tears trickle down to the sea, salt and salty mix.

Like Alfonsina I wish to see the sea floor while eternity passes.

Anna Maria

Dancing for you

When life is sad I dance. The drums and string instruments quiet my spirit and give wings to my feet, thunder and lightening.

When the beat is strong I immerse myself in it and do not think of you.
The dancing heals my wounds; I dance to heal my wounds but would like to dance for you who caused them.

Dancing into fountains of light I pretend I dance for you. Sway and sway again, wantonly desiring I dance for your shadow.

I dance through time and feelings. You beat to a rhythm that isn’t mine.
Peace is achieved through the song and dance; I can dance out my feelings.

As in the words of Leonard Cohen: “…..dance me to the end of love”

Anna Maria

To Silver Wind who likes the sea

What am I doing in Cherbourg? I am alone and there is no hope of forgetting you, even here, in this magic place.

It is night time now. The ocean throbs its waves into the tide, and the waves try to cling to the shore.
As I tried to cling to your love, to no avail.

The sea surges and roars and the wind calls your name.
I crave your hands, your face, and your kisses. I hunger for you as the crests of the waves hunger their return to high seas.

Like the sea, you swallowed everything in me. You took my soul and gave it up, wounded, like the waves tear the sand from the shore in a rustling of salt.

I feel your presence in an errand wave and the wind chills my heart.

Anna Maria

Starlight and dewdrops

I wanted to give you starlight and dewdrops straight from my heart, where you became a beam of light.

I thought I fell in love with you, but no, I fell through your love and nothing could stop the fall. Your hands were not there to hold me.

I was the wind and you were the fire. Your smile brought warmth to my heart and your love ignited the fire in my soul.

The wind dries the land after being soaked by pouring rain and helps carry the clouds of sorrow away.
Maybe my wind blew the clouds too far away. Maybe you felt the chill when the wind blew by you.

My hands are still enshrined where I held your face while kissing you.
I weep and I sing. You are a sweet thought.

Anna Maria