Welcome to Crumpled Paper#1
Foreword: In passing through this life ,one owes his work to his inspiration. Many people have inspired and influenced me to write.Few have affected me as much as have the lovers and friends that these poems reflect. They know who they are and will forever remain anonymous.The writings are sincere feelings that come to me in a natural way. As you read these poems,remember that to humans reality, is really subjective.
The poems belong to real people(soulmates)
that share(ed) existance with us,past,present, future.
Wm.Clark All rights reserved 2/1999 Texas ©
Silent waiting
Silent waiting,wanting the prize my hand
one thousand two thousand years or more
there beneath my searching eye.
Nothing live; how can I say,
the prize once lived in ancient hands
who's watchful eyes long sense
lost to history.
where great eagles flew
upright animals stride amongst
the fern and willow tree.
in wait ready to bestow the fear
that once was someone's survival.
Shining above all the rocks I seize before the moment is again ,lost into forever.
Wm . Clark 11/16/2006
Invite
*I vaguely remember your love, whisking through my mind today...thoughts I found pleasing..disturbing the smoothness ,only like a pebble thrown into a pond. Undulating in small to bigger circles to the edge of cerebral orbs. What do I do with these sentiments , brought to me on wings of angels?
Invite them to stay!
*****Wm. Clark
Unsounded Love
Over the hill I hear ,a most quiet voice muffled by the distance.
Sounding unfamiliar to my ears;
astounding sound. How can I hear the words distance takes from me?
How do I breathe with out verbs of life to excite the air?
Waving around spinning their sweet voice,your love,far away.
Speaking not for me
to hear,only for me to listen.
The depth of senses cannot heed commands unheard!The senses not required!
Above the voice shouts to my heart loudly singing its song,burning your message in my mind unfaltering sustained by your love.
Image by Lynette Cook, © 2000. Used with permission of the artist.
Angel with Me
Angel eyes in my head ,each night they visit in my bed.
When I'm just asleep into the room they softly sneak
To be with me in my dreams and comfort me it seems
An angel makes love to me,it's your face I plainly see.
you are always in my dreams,never in my realities stream
You ebb and flow,misty,before I know your gone
With the mornings first light,Angel is gone from sight
I'll wait till night,when time is right for you to come to me.
Remote form me only physically,you are truly in my heart.
Immersed
Immersing my soul
in yours,my mind captured,
feels freedom for the first
time it can remember!
Floating with your
dream rivers of love,
surrounding us with
textures ,sounds ,smells.
Color,trims the light
mixing;
keeping us aware that
this present is real
The moment can
and will change.
We reach to catch the
thinly disguised
shadows of life
through glimmering
dreams.
We grasp ,touch ,feel and hold
ourselves, moments together .
Tugging,hugging,loving,in
seconds of time;lifetimes
in seconds,you..... are
forever,immortal with me.
embedding your soul,safe in my place.
WC
Find Me
Heaven finds me when I feel you,
In the dusty corners of my mind.
Sunshine shower,warm thoughts,
I'll be around for your care.
Carry me in your heart all day,
Allow me visits to your soul
alone with you in anyway,
Warrant me be in your dreams.
Dream ,maybe real, it seems.
Know,I'm always with you,look,feel.
You can see,imagine I am real!
With a Dream
Now I remember who you are,the one that sees the future with me.
You come to me in the misty part of the night when dreams ,have dreams.
The mood of love responds voluntary to your heart beating for me.
A magical passion ,a feel of fright ,within my mind ,why I'm not surprised.
We speak with no sound ,no gestures just being, we speak volumes.
Closer to me than my own skin, you reside in my awareness,as reality.
Have I captured my loves true soul? Is this only a wispy dreamland?
Where can I be ?Where you live,breathe.Where we share our love, life ,and fantasy .
From the top of the mountain, to the depths of subterranean places.
Sent heavenly
again compelled by you ,disguised as an angel.
Life feels real ,not a joke or word undone,trimmed to perfection ,tuned to our hearts' yearning*.**** Wm.Clark
Copyright © Wm.Clark 1999 All rights reserved.
A Moment of Forever
Picture a rainy day,
your eyes touching mine.
We shared our love,
the best we could find.
Your expressions were honest, to be sure,
As if the day was planned.
Exchanging thoughts, so very true,
We talked, walked as lovers, hand in hand..
Once upon a cloudy beach, our place by the sea.
We met each other with love, God, the world you and me.
In the glinting of twilight on the beach we stood,
Still in a moment of embrace.
A look, sigh, a kiss, face to face.
For some fortunate lovers, and special good friends,
Time in a moment of forever stops--never ends.
Condensed into a capsule of time somehow--frozen..
..In the hearts of two---who were meant to be.
You and, yes, me.
Wm Clark Copyright c 7/17/83 All Rights Reserved
Suddenly
Silently,I wait,quiet restless.In a cycle of life, a turn unexpected .
I am drawn to you,to run from you,to go to you,together one more time.
Your presence draws on me like the sweetness of spring blossoms,draw bees.
Touching you for a moment, I backtrack to times past.
No warmer than if touched by the sun am I, than scorched with your heat.
New life flows from me to you,we share our unremitting passion.
We become one inside,roaring like the highest water falls,merging to the river of love.
No backward turning now for this is something we both wanted.
Wm. Clark1999
