Archive for February, 2012

For Valentine’s Day: A Love Poem Revisited

Tuesday, February 14th, 2012

It’s Valentine’s Day!  Happy Valentine’s Day!

Here’s a poem for those in love, and those who want to be:

 

A Thousand Dreams

I have dreamed a thousand dreams
in vivid colors
with brilliant hue,
with still blue waters on golden sand,
with mountains rising from the land,
and endless flowers waving then
in gentle winds in summer sun.
I have dreamed a thousand dreams,
and you are there in every one.
*
I have seen the spectrum of rainbows cross the sky,
showing every color
to discerning eye.
I have touched the endless waves
of seas upon the shore-
a hypnotizing rhythm always changing yet the same
as it ever was before.
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I have smelled the scents
of a million lovely flowers,
making beauty just by being,
dancing in a gentle breeze,
heeding not the passing hours.
I have heard the whispers
of the wind across the sand,
and I have felt a mountain move
when you held my hand.
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And now I see it all so clear:
this is real and we are here,
touched by fortune, kissed by grace,
now as one in love’s sweet space.
And as I look upon your face,
a thousand dreams are now in view.
Kiss me now and hold me near:
All my dreams have now come true.
*
Copyright Daniel Mark Extrom 2009-2012.  All rights reserved.

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That You Remember Me Part II of II

Sunday, February 5th, 2012

This is Part II of two parts of a poem called “That You Remember Me.”  This was written in reference to Alzheimer’s Disease, which afflicts so many people and their families.  I wondered what it must be like to realize that one’s mind is becoming forgetful.  The victim must fear being forgotten, just as they are forgetting.  How frightening that must be. Please give generously to the Alzheimer’s Foundation.

That You Remember Me

I love to watch a baseball game,
or listen to the birds.
I love to tell you secrets.
I love to hear your words.
*
I love for you to sit with me;
perhaps you’ll hold my hand
and tell me that you love me–
that I’ll understand.
*
My mind has ways of taking me
where I don’t want to go.
I know I know your name, you see;
just right now it’s hard for me
to think of things I really know,
and to know what really is
and what may not be so.
*
Though I might forget you,
it’s important that you see
just how much it means to me
that you remember me.

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Copyright Daniel Mark Extrom 2009-2012.  All rights reserved.

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