Precious Isabella

The Lonely Author

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With Father’s Day nearing and no baby on the way, Allie expressed her sadness and desire to give me a son (especially since I am the last of the family).  I already have a daughter, but I dream of Allie experiencing motherhood. Honestly, I can’t help but wonder what our love could create.

Me, I have a thing for little girls. These are my words for my Isabella.

Precious Isabella

Precious Isabella
what I would give
to hear your first cry
my heart will fill
with pride and joy
which no one can deny

Lovely Isabella
I wish you were here
With a toothless smile
on the floor we’ll drink
from your tea set as we
pretend for a little while

Little Isabella
Please come to us
You are our missing link
We can go shopping
to buy you pretty dresses
with satin bows of pink

Precious Isabella
how can…

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Midnight Shadows

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Standing on the edge of the precipice
thoughts ruminate to and fro
searching the landscape
for lightning in a bottle –
for shadows within the darkness

These threads of errant thoughts
Help me gravitate towards shadowy fiends
fiends of my fantasy
which intriguingly satiate the catacombs of my soul
as the threshold of hope is reached

These shadows reside within a void
inside a landscape of tainted elation
spawned daily through affliction
yet transmute grey hope
into something more incisive
into silver strands of action

The tempo of my soul blares
contemplating this incisive moment
galvanized by the stroke of midnight
as the facade of reality shifts

The stroke of midnight now about
Darkness sweeps the land
releasing all its gorgeous strands
as the illusion of normality fades away

Suffused with shadows, every crevice
the land all rests in deepest slumber
yet shadows all go prance and dance

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