Wild (Poem)

Curly hair that flows so freely,
as the sun dances upon her skin
kissing it ever so gently
as her soul and heart fly with the wind.

Her heart and soul jump on the waves of the wind
letting it take her where she is needed at that moment in time,
for she is no mere mortal
for she is a daughter of the wind,
daughter of the earth,
daughter of the sea,
she is meant to be wild
not grounded to the pavement with her two feet.

Language of the Heart (Poem)

I speak the language that only you know,
while the rest of the world tries to decipher,
for it is our hearts that speak the same language.
The words speak the truth of my intentions,
they show that I want to sleep with you forever,
travel the world with you by my side,
and die in your arms.

From this day forward
I make you this promise,
that no matter how far we are apart,
I will send you moonlight kisses
till you are in my arms again.

* Painting commissioned by Vincente Romero Redondo

Sundress (Poem)

In the sunlight you dance,
with your sundress flowing with you,
deflecting the rays from hitting my face.

Sitting here I can soak this all up,
the scent of fresh grass swirls around,
the sun dances upon our skin,
with your sundress pressed up against you,
enjoying the beauty around us.
Your eyes are closed,
arms wide open as you dance,
twirling in the spring afternoon,
while you wear your favorite dress.

My sweet love,
I love it when you are happy,
it is when you wear that dress,
and the sun soaks deep into your skin.

Zen-Beat (Poem)

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One of the members of a lost generation,
Where the poet takes off down the road,
leaving behind the modern temptation.
Gone are the ways of the old fashioned tradition,
Gone are the white picket fences,
While saying ‘hello’ to the path that was written for I,
and live the nomadic life.
A bag filled with journals, hopes, and clothes,
hopping along this life,
never knowing what the Universe holds.

The Warrior (Poem)

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The ancient stars one night descended,
Danced with the earth,
and your birth was thus written.
The lava seeped through the core,
traveled through the dirt,
and melted with your inner source,
bringing you to life,
Breaking you from the mold that once held you.
Oh, the stars and earth have brought a soul to this earth,
A soul that breathes fire,
A soul that loves with a fierce passion,
For he is a warrior,
Sent to this earth to create his own wild life,
Take on the world,
and to love his goddess wife.

Scent of Spring (Poem)


As I sit here
With the french doors open wide,
The see-through curtains try to escape,
As the wind try to whisk them away.

The smell of fresh cut flowers flow through,
At the same time,
The scent of the apple orchards fill the air.
The scents intertwined,
While I sit here
And lose track of time,
Giving this glorious morning
A brand new definition of true beauty.