Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Yeats Remembered

When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats, read by Colin Farrell.

Yeats was one of the foremost poets of the 20th Century. January 28th 2015 marked the 76th year of his death. I believe that we forget the words written before us too soon. Those whose hearts and souls filled countless pages with the essence of life and love itself must always stay with us...always reminding us that whatever else changes love is eternal.

William Butler Yeats

Friday, September 05, 2014


As I walked along the garden path
moonlight entwined with mist
I spied a rose laying softly upon the bench
sealed sweetly with a kiss

I've seen it lo,
these past two months
when night quietly descends
My secret lover these
gifts doth bring
my passion's fire to tend

I do not know my admirer's kiss
his touch nor his embrace
Yet I live to feel his love alone
imagining his face

To one night upon the misty moor
engage in love's delight
Realizing this my only dream
to have my love in sight

This love as a sweet red rose
vulnerable, fresh, new
Would cover him til morning's light
mingling with the dew

How come he to know of me?
To tease me with his heart?
Inspiring such passions yet unknown
such longings in the dark?

I sit alone red rose in hand
holding it to my breast
Praying he is watching me
his love to be confessed

I bring my lips to kiss
each delicate petal as they fall
I feel a presence
my heart be still
as I long to hear his call

The gentle breeze caresses me
as it carries forth my wish
To have him come to me this night
to steal me with a kiss

I see a shadow against the moon
he speaks declaring his love for evermore
He is the man I always loved
but silently adored

We lay as one beneath the garden wall
our secret ours alone
Our hearts now one
our love transcending all we've ever known

Now each night as twilight falls
as the moon beckons soft and tender
My admirer-my lover
brings me one red rose
and his sweet surrender

Friday, June 27, 2014



For innocent love that springs anew...

For love ending in the grey dawn...

For passionate hellos...

For bittersweet goodbyes...

My time on Earth made richer and fuller by experiences that touched my soul and shattered it.

All culminating at this moment - this final moment as light fades and fills my consciousness with a new light that will never die.

For all I have learned of love...

For all yet to learn...

For senses heightened by desire and longing...

For sweet solitude shared in moonlight...

Play on sweet music for love, for beauty, for us, in tears... jm

Wednesday, June 04, 2014


"Artwork: © Kinuko. Y. Craft, All Rights Reserved KYCRAFT
Used here within guidelines delineated on website

Hold me in your love
let the rose petals fall
upon my skin
as I touch those places
deep within your heart
and drink your soul within

Indulge me in the pleasures
of my wicked fantasies
for my desires are most real
though I feign modesty

Enveloped in soft satin
the night as velvet black
my heart yearning to love you
and never again turn back

For you are the manifestation
of a lifelong reverie
I am but your fulfillment
take me unconditionally

Let us not be bound
by Earthly supplications
we are our own destiny
we must make our revelations

Indulge me in the pleasures
of a passion undenied
for one night alone with you
refutes the man nights I've cried

Hold me in your love
let the rose petals fall
upon my skin
you are my despair's ending
and where eternity begins...

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

To Maya Angelou

Still I Rise

To Maya Angelou, thank you for your heart, soul, truth, courage, passion.

Your words will resonate forever.