My Powder

One morning I dreamt
When i was awoken
I dreamt of my fluffy powder
As I awoke, pow
What happened to my powder
As I slipped on my boots and moaned...

You are my powder
My only powder
That keeps me jiving
While skies are clear
You'll not know, pow
How much I need you
My powder will never go away

I'll finely shred you and cherish you
Will you only provide the same
If you take your storm away
We will grieve in sorrow all day

When you dump on me, pow, you really loved me
A ski couldn't even come between us
Never leave me to love some other
Powder has made my day today.

Easy Motion

Recently, about a day ago I never expected to
Meet someone on my run.
Starting out a flowing easy pace
30 minutes prior, "I feel open-minded."
No one saw me running
There was someone, right where my run would end
Continuing on discovering a friend
A long run is like therapy
Scenery, enjoyment of such pure moments.
Relization of my destination
Continuing on the journey
Leaving behind 'status quota.'

Love

A tug-of-war
A poison or a cure
A timeless experience of a human condition
Love, as a river it leaves permanent impressions.

Rescue

A wind of blaze, sounds of hiss surround my body
Heat is a perspiring factor of intent; my lungs are swollen filled with smoke.
A burning sensation takes over my body; fear, tears overwhelm my senses;
A new beginning is sure to be among
So gentle and soft I ease my body into my fatal position
For a moment a terror;
Voices a calamity of chatter
I cannot hear where my own breath is to cry out:
The prelude is over and the real happening has reached its climatic stage.
Arms of strength caress my head
Held as though I am a baby being cradled by the aftershock of a new birth.

Picture Perfect

Waters of morning
Dew droplets
As every step you take is watched
Morning sun has risen
Greatness in the trees illuminates the shadows of faint morning light
Looking towards the shadows
Moses of soaked proportions clings to the dew in the morning mist.
Way beneath frail rocks a calm moving water flows.
So clear the tiny salmon want to be seen.
Everything surrounding this environment is efficient.
So serene
My feelings are shared by no one but myself
Tranquil waters drag me under.
The water is so pleasant and frigid
I cannot help but not to move.
Just sweeping my body down the earth with it
Stream of beauty just took me for a ride
Where am I going?

Seeing my Fall

I am a man on the outside, but a woman on the inside.
A spacious area with open waters all alone, all around me;
These shadows give away my loneliness.
They do not appeal to neither them nor I.
I could be lost.
These shadows.
Am I all-alone? Can I not be found?
One of whom Dr. Jeckel or Mr. Heide
Head splinters where my mind was placed at the beginning of my art, once;
Solitude.
Could there be a jungle
Somewhere;
Flaccid changes my facial insanity
I am lost without any chance of remorse.

Two Tone Poem

I am always changing
Times of slow rampant beginnings to
New dazzling endings
An evermost feeling, bliss
Lime Green is what I am
True to my style smiling as a lily.
I see myself overcummed with glee,
reminding me of happy beings.
Bananas ripe a sensual feeling comes over me.
A deep free sensation.
Myself is brilliant teal belonging to the swift
colorful feathers of a parrot squaking to the landscape of the ocean's sensual blue.
A light was shown as jubily surrounds everything.
As i ease my mind I set down. Undictated
Misty, breezy I feel easy.

Acronym Poem

Advantageous
Logistic learner
Energetic
Cautious adversary
Scoundral
Unstressed
Radical
Yuppie
Neat
Tenachious