The sun has come and sadly set
Nearly four hours ago
Clouds have slammed shut the night light
Pushing out the full moon’s glow
Stars are waiting to sail their shine
Though the darkness has prevailed
Breaking through above the clouds
With their bright lights unveiled
Now the clouds are burned away
The moon and the stars share
There’s nothing more beautiful
Or nothing that can compare
© 2013 Michael Yost 03/29
Walking by she smiles at me
Peach perfume flows in her wake
Right then I fell in love with her
And already felt heartache
She’s the boss’s pretty daughter
Me? Just his man and driver
She smiles at all opportunities
I feel like a ship wrecked survivor
My boss told me he was pleased in me
That I stood tall and never gave in
He wanted his daughter to understand
She couldn’t get everything on a whim
The big surprise he gave me that night
Involved my caring and heartache
He’d been watching me for several years
Wanting to call me son for his sake
© 2013 Michael Yost 03/27
Opportunities will fall forward ahead of you.
It’s for all the accomplishments and work that you do
Keeping your eyes on the prize won’t take you anywhere
The presents of being mindful will always guide you there
© 2013 Michael Yost 03/24
Why are you making it so hard?
Keeping your lonely heart on guard
You want to get me down on my knees
To help you decide to become free
I’m too tired to try and play the game
Tit for tat is never quite the same
It’s time to come down on your own
Off your towering self-absorbed throne
This is our last chance before I leave
Let me turn back for you to see
Here I am giving my hand and heart
Your desires deserve a new start
© 2013 Michael Yost 03/31
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Confusion, Love, New Start, Self Absorbed, Your Desires Deserve
Listen to the wind, and the Jay mocking
This is our time now, hands locked and rocking
The lightening bugs, add stars to the sky
Moths crackle bright blue, into the yellow light
Anticipating the everlasting time for keeps
Silence between us, shows our comfort and peace
Cool night breeze brings us closer together
One of the times, we enjoyed this weather
The time that we shared has all but gone
Sunrise surprising, with the early dawn
The jay mocking should have been our cue
So should been the sky’s red, orange and blue
(c) 2013 Michael Yost 03/21
Tossing and turning, the night lingers long
She holds me hostage, her grasp very strong
I heard my dream spin, her lips to my ears
Asking her to stop, only brought more tears
She’s proceeds to hurt, twisting more dam lies
With what we go through, another friend dies
Cold sweat brings the chills, blankets and sheets wet
She holds me hostage, they’ll never pay your debt
(c) 2013 Michael Yost 03/19
As I walk along I wonder a what went wrong
With our love, a love that was so strong
And as I still walk on, I think of the things we’ve done
Together, a while our hearts were young
I’m a walkin’ in the rain
Tears are fallin’ and I feel the pain
Wishin’ you were here by me
To end this misery
And I wonder, I w-w-wonder
Why, why why she ran away?
And I wonder where she will stay?
My little runaway, run, run, run, run, runaway
I’m a walkin’ in the rain
Tears are fallin’ and I feel the pain
Wishin’ you were here by me
To end this misery
And I wonder, I w-w-wonder
Why, why why she ran away?
And I wonder where she will stay?
My little runaway, run, run, run, run, runaway
A run, run, run, run, runaway
I’ll never forget her presence it made me shiver;
Working the room she leads a trail of puppies
The wonder of her awe made her puppies whimper
It’s a gift watching her self confidence glow
I thought my life had been unfulfilled until now
It seems I’ll always be the tortured soul in the crowd
but I may find my solace and love from within her
And her image has burned into my eye’s retinas
She approaches me as I try to shrink away
Cornered she wonders aloud, “Why are you so shy?”
“Aren’t you satisfied with all your suitors”,I ask
The leashes dropped and the puppies scampered away
(c) 2013 Michael Yost 03/18
Posted in Free Verse
Tagged Awe, Lust, Shy, Solace, The Wonder of Her Awe, Tortured Soul, Working the Room
“There’s no poetry between us”
Said the paper to the pen
Something’s burning in the attic
That her tongue will not defend
Through the arc of conversation
Past the teeth behind the smile
Down the miracle mile
To the bottom of the ladder
Paint your eyes and hide the tatters
What’s the matter baby?
Could we go downtown
To the middle of the world?
You were always such a pretty girl
And you told me I was beautiful
“There’s no poetry between us”
Said the paper to the pen
“And I get nothing for my trouble
But the ink beneath my skin”
If your clothes are getting weary
And your soul’s gone out of style
Blame the miracle mile
And the bottom of the ladder
Paint your eyes and hide the tatters
What’s the matter baby?
…I’m coming too
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Being a large rivulet of sweat I acquiesce others
Increasing size and momentum for all one another
Sliding down her strong jaw line to the dimple on her chin
Looking over the parapet being pushed from within
Teetering on the edge; with a final look behind
I found myself the only rivulet, to go resigned
The first bounce delightful, the second softer yet
Wait till the others who left me, found they’re still all wet
(C) 2013 Michael Yost 03/13
Secrets held behind your seductive smile
Have their way with me walking for miles
Whose secrets are you hiding from me now?
Your smile now a frown and bending the bough
True to yourself you slip secrets slowly
Enemies and friends now have new boundaries
Your seductive smile now holds no more secrets
But I’d still walk the miles for my favorite
(C) 2013 Michael Yost 03/13
My world’s collapsing into itself
Another lesson falls off the shelf
Two staples make up the book’s worn spine
The dog eared copy I once read mine
Blowing the dust and spider webs off
I closed my eyes and started to cough
The lesson once learned now burns my eyes
Is a cornerstone of wisdom denied
“Be still and know that I am God”
Not waiting for His infinite prod
Getting ahead of my faith again
I’ll slow down once more and show restrain
(c) 2013 Michael Yost 03/10
There’s a Cross road up ahead
Normally I would get out of bed
This time the dream maker needs to pick
I’m too old to choose and I’m too sick
My life force seems to be draining fast
I’m hoping this Cross road lets me pass
The dream maker tells me I must voice
Because it’s a personal a choice
(c) 2013 Michael Yost 03/09
The wealth of your faith, is your touch and healing words
Psalmists write going forward with your faith never heard
Healing the crooked and other sick lifestyles
New psalms written will honor your faith with a smile
(c) 2013 Michael Yost 03/06
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