Reflecting Winter XII

Today, I decided to post a poem of this past winter. My best friend Sean who I dearly look at as my best friend. Told me he really loved the words and structures of memories in this poem. So, I felt that I should share it with you all.

Please enjoy the imagery and beauty of my words.

Winter XII

Drifting flaming inspirational hearts
Of golden wings.
Grasp the holds of the comet tail
That flies through the universe of dreamers, shakers, and lovers
Upon the horizon of Beauty of the eyes of a lover, dreamer, and goal taker.

Turbulent light bluish oceans of the soul & heart
Of a person that swims in the pool of the spiritual life
Hoping to collide with the golden key to her heart

Locked fortress upon only one has the soul key.
The key to unlock the spiritual within her soul
Of love that is contain in her inner emotional paradise of the inner soul.
Of a heart of loving sunrises

Sunrises that rise like the life’s warmth
From your heart, your spirit
Over the ocean of your bluish eyes
That flows in your soul
To see the caressing of the currents upon the beaches
That feels the breeze off the ocean
To bring air to feel your soul and many blessings
For what is to come.

Her eyes have the imprint of the dove
A dove that protects her heart from others.
Sent by God. To find the golden heart

A person of similar qualities came too
A spirit filled with the blue emotional oceans
Of life within her eyes
Of heavenly colors. Colors of hues that blinded others.
To instill emotions
Lost in the dungeons of despair.
A shadowy darkness
My heart for an eternity.

I was taken by the beauty of the hues
Of her soul
God has brought me back from the sanctuary
Clouds of loneliness.
Finally, coming across another spirit.
Of a golden heart.
To become intertwine in a Friendship.

In time, the path we take will tell the future
Of both our Souls, Souls of utter feeling and golden hearts.
As, the blankets of the first snows come during the week of
Thanksgiving and warmth of others to the souls that at times
Become cold as rock when not loved and are lonely.

In the path of winters snow, I have found a warm body of blue
Blue and deep as the ocean that covers Mother Nature. Emotional
And undiscovered
To my thoughts and feelings
As a I start a new path that is covered with snow,

I peer upon the sunrise to know it will be a great
Adventure of the heart and spirit
To follow the blue soul
Through the flow of the river of life
Until the Waters stop flowing
Then this guide will be covered
Covered with eternal blankets of winter
White winter
White as blinding Light

Droplets of Spring in White Blossoms

This poem is the first of many to come. I created this blog to give a daily writing journal of my creative thoughts that usually come during the morning hours and when I am the most creative at the time. So, this is the first entry of several that will come. Remember all of my work that I post here are copyrighted. In addition, I usually either write the poems for myself or for others because the inspired me to write.

This poem was born because a young lady inspired me by talking to her and her sharing her time with me during the season in Washington known as the Cherry blossom Festival. She created a out pour of emotions through my words on how others share almost a similar emotion or instance when things come to you and you feel that special moment in your life that you will remember for the rest of your life because that person sparked a moment of life captured in a tear drop and now you will remember forever and beyond.

Please enjoy. Thank you for sparking me to write Krise. I will always remember you my new friend.


Season of the White Blossom

Streaming upon the seams of time
Cherry branches hanging the tapestry of white upon
Upon Mother earth’s dress of silent thoughts
Peering into the mind of the eyes of Mahogany

Those eyes; That smile; The look
Her curly hair of brownish beauty
Streaming with blondish streaks of loving thoughts
Framing the soft skin of her face
Her beauty within her heart
Playing the harmony for the one
The one with the keys to her heart
Her sacred love.

Those eyes
Capturing eyes of eternal love
Eternal beauty of a heart
A soul
Brownish Mahogany
That could shape a sunset
Making the hands of a clock melt
Time vanishes within her Iris
As you pear into her soul
Her sweet as honey heart
Her white as snow soul of pure thought

That smile
A smile of puffy pink lips
Of the essence of love and the essence to your soul
A soul of loving feeling; those silky thoughts
That I will always want to feel
Blossoming Rose of pinkish petals of warmth
Thoughts of loving you touching the petals that
That closes upon me.
Caressing my body and thoughts

A smile that looks upon you and whispers your name
Whispers thoughts of beauty upon the winds of time
Whispers elements of life’s memory building
Of looking into your eyes and your pinkish lips of moist
Rose petals in the dew of the mornings awaking liquid of living
Upon earth to see another sunrise with one that is so beautiful
A smile that breathes in life and listen to it in the early morning
To imagine waking up next to the smile of pinkish petals
Petals of beauty and Passion of life
To imagine listening to her breathing like the early breeze from the ocean
To imagine listening to her heartbeat upon the sounds of her life within my
Being.

That look
The breeze that carries your hair
Your free flowing hair around your desirable essence
Essence of your thoughts
Feeling your beauty as you peer
Peer upon my mind
Upon my peering loving smile and existence

Those white cherry blossoms that came of age
To bring in the spring of the loving heart of one
That breeze that brought her to me. Within my life’s
Path to the place where the white buildings seat within
The mall within the modern Rome of today

While the blossoms of beauty touches my heart and soul
I will always remember the season and era of the White blossom of the capitol
That dances around my thoughts and mind.
White blossom’s the Mahogany Eyes

by
Christopher Hoppe

Dedicated to Krise