Nightly Gails.

Nightly Gales.

©-MFB III


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The peaceful sounds of bubbling streams,
as they wend their way over smooth stones,
Each mourning doves songs, praising the dawns
at the end of their long journeys flown,
Whispers of fragile, butterfly wings
as they dry, till at long last they part
sailing high upon fluttering breezes,
tiny canvas's, God's perfect art.

So too is the beauty
of your soft sighs set free
when sleep seals and then steals
your blue-eyed gaze at me.

Chorus-

Love knows of no borders, prisons or walls,
it leaps through days and graces night's falls,
freeing the lonely, it goes far beyond death,
it's there at our birth, and will share our last breath...


No songs composed in caverns of brass,
nothing stretching dark chasms with strings,
compares to your most cherished breaths of warm air,
that tickle my ear, when you're near.... exhaling,
nor the joy of just having you there.
sharing dreams that tomorrow will bring.

Chorus-

Love knows no borders, prisons or walls,
leaping through days and gracing night's falls,
it frees the lonely, and goes far beyond death,
it's there at our birth, and will share our last breath...

Your lullabye lulls me off to sandman's castle,
Just past two sleepy bends, and beneath quilted folds,
far away from the drudge found in all of life's hassles,
where we'll reign King and Queen until morning takes hold....
leaving both of us paupers yet rich with love's gold.




ArtWhimsically Yours Studio
MFB III Productions


More by this Author

  • The Constipation Of The United Blights Of America.
    0

    The Constipation of the United Blights of America ©-MFB III “ We the Puppets of the divided states, both red and blue, in disorder choose to deform a more perfect Union. We hang like...

  • Wheel Of Misfortune??
    0

    I pause in my journey to the grave of my friend, to commemorate his birthday in a mid-December snowfall. The trees are skeletons beyond the gate coated in white. It is as if the bones, buried far below, have...

  • Robin My Hood
    1

    On the first day of xmas your true love gave you a schadenfreude Robin my hood... on April 1, 2004. ©-MFB III- All rights reserved As the rains subsided, I spied a mother Robin today dancing on clawed...


Comments 7 comments

Kaie Arwen profile image

Kaie Arwen 6 years ago

This just might be my favorite ever! Beautiful................. thanks for this! Kaie


Micky Dee profile image

Micky Dee 6 years ago

Beautifully awesome MFB.

Keeping warm,

Arm in arm,

Under the down,

And each is the other's crown.

Love like there's no tomorrow,

And no more love to borrow.

Loving long,

And loving strong.

A heart for each to hold,

Shield each from cold.

Within one love,

Respect,

Protect,

Within one love.


Petra Vlah profile image

Petra Vlah 6 years ago from Los Angeles

Love can save and survive the day and shoulld "know no borders". Just beautiful, I love it.


always exploring profile image

always exploring 6 years ago from Southern Illinois

Aha, so peaceful.I love it.Your poetry is so beautiful.


Sa`ge profile image

Sa`ge 6 years ago from Barefoot Island

So glad that you are back. I did miss your writing. I like this piece a lot. thank you for sharing it. :D hugs :D


Deborah Demander profile image

Deborah Demander 6 years ago from First Wyoming, then THE WORLD

Lovely. Glad to see you are back to writing.

Namaste.


pennyofheaven profile image

pennyofheaven 6 years ago from New Zealand

Absolutely Beautiful! Thanks

    Sign in or sign up and post using a HubPages Network account.

    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    No HTML is allowed in comments, but URLs will be hyperlinked. Comments are not for promoting your articles or other sites.


    Click to Rate This Article
    working