Stuff I Am Working On

The evening wind blows across my tired face
Alone------I have traveled to this distant remote place
The sunsets crimsons gown eraces traces of my journey
I attempt to ascend the largest....tallest ridge
To cast myself upon unlit shadows
You see.....I have run so far from home
And my breath is running shallow
Silhouettes fade to darkness
An oracle as to why I am here
Pulsing warmth and beauty.........I've longed to feel
Your glow consumes my passion
I lift my wings to be nestled by you
The night passes by....and I have slept a hundred years.....Ronnie/Harry Spady 2003

The rolling hills
dotted with medium
mauve blue
and xanthic hues
Surrounded by a fortress
of alabaster white
Flowers numerous and....wet from morning dew
Diffusing sunlight
As if angelic fog floated over
the verdigris-colored tabard
The hillsides now wear
lush
supple
verdure
the tint of his eyes
Gentle as zephyrs
Soft as a march wheat field
Penetrating, yet
absorbing
me......................Ronnie/Harry Spady:2003