Driving the lonely highways of the desert cacti shadow the moon,
Against a looming mountain range the shadows are darkly black,
Racing the rising sun, the stripes in the road begin a fast swoon,
Lessons learned strike like the charisma of a worn, tattered sack.
Eager for the sun, creatures begin their stirring through the flatness,
Needing rest, I pulled off to the side and sought the shade of a cacti,
Eyeing the beautiful starkness of the view surrounding my loneliness,
Increasing heat expands latent sweat targeting my slits for eyes.
Senses nurtured by easy aromas of a sweet and barren desert
Freed by tiny wisps of wind a small dandelion floats toward me,
Until the breeze abruptly stops the remains fall toward a sand sea,
Now rested and awed by the wonder I soak the view into my heart.
Robert Dodson
December 17, 2009
Whispered wind brings a hint of winter snow,
Gazing through bleary eyes breath escapes,
Lifeless looking trees show stark beauty low,
The soft blanketed meadow has lusty shapes.
Evergreens flounder with weighted boughs,
The ant sized figures trek up gentle field,
They grow larger as the journey slows,
The stand of spruce beckons for eyes steeled.
The father rests the axe in marshmallow snow,
Happily the boy points toward a majestic tree,
Nodding, the father chops the tree steadily.
Soon they tow the tree down, eyes a glow.
Robert Dodson
December 9, 2009
Masked by scenes of future lost, caution becomes alive,
Alluring a destiny from stony today to live freely deprived,
Roads bend their ears to sounds never made on land or sea,
Interest wanes toward a hopeful glistening spell of mystery.
Everything watches movements made subtle under full moon,
While dreams become a chest overflowing with imagination,
Intense fervor exists fleetingly small above head’s swoon,
Kindness creeps down taut spine lingering heated motion.
Loneliness banished to fitful space yonder, no there
Emerging as fated togetherness on leaning stair,
Music triumphs the spirit on our blue marble care,
Wishes granted a heart’s faith with its golden share.
Robert Dodson
December 3, 2009
Travel the paths of memory to awe filled wonder,
Staring at distant twinkling stars, beauty floats by,
With sultry blue eyes a vision encompasses my sky,
Plastered to my soul her being breathes flounder.
Touched gently on silky cheek, she soothes my core,
Entwined rapture gazes majestic snow topped peaks,
Resting, relaxing eases the beaded droplets to the floor,
Love strikes its purpose upon us like whipping streaks.
Satisfaction carries itself toward a new shining goal,
Raw emotion begins a battle of newly found hope,
The tryst begins again but mounting passion lopes,
And the eagles fly away toward glistening shoal.
Robert Dodson
December 2, 2009
I stare at the walls of the Louvre with warm empathy,
The museum is an irreplaceable container for genius art.
That monotonous tour guide tone lulls the mind’s heart,
The plywood walls separating my decisions bars the sea.
I stroll the exhibits with wondrous awe-filled love,
Confused, enthralled, my emotions overflow my eyes.
The beauty and simplicity stun my silent whispered cries,
Amazing talent shares space with a viewer’s peaceful dove.
The monotonous empathy of plywood walls of the Louvre
Irreplaceable memories abound within the soul of all,
Pleased at the history of a remarkable museum calls
For an openness of non slatted windows of milky louvers.
Robert Dodson
October 3, 2009
Great blows the winds of my heart,
Cluttering gallant vision of love lost.
Character rebounds at the sad start,
Molding self always deliberates a cost.
A mind creases results ever parting self,
Drama of small chore tends lowly shelf,
Llama necked care visits needy hope,
Say thoughts held tight to help one cope.
Love revolves around the kiss of my soul
Trust relaxes upon a steady flow of destiny,
Gaze deep into smiling milky opal eyed sea,
Victory rises above hard fought earned goals.
Robert Dodson
August 27, 2009
Looking into hazel eyes, love struck invitingly warm,
Yearning to touch auburn locks tangle my fantasy,
Nurtured tropics lead the pounding pulse can to me,
Needful embrace remains starving for the storm.
Etched into the memory of hope, gentle mood dances,
Trust leaps down to quiet babbling flesh gently strong,
Taken hostage by beauty, feelings erupt the throng
Elegant shoulder supports the caring freedom lances.
Goodness creeps through the idyllic tropical scene,
Intense lies the passion of solitary thought lean
Goddess of tropics walks the white sand beach free
Island paradise befriends a raging wind of the sea.
Robert Dodson
August 26, 2009
Destiny called my past murky,
Open vision walled my hopes.
Nested dreams play out quirky,
Nothing becomes like bars of soap,
Ascending toward a gentle lope.
Waking to future drab I sense my fears.
Hoping troubles scarred shed tears,
Eyes wiped blindly relieved solace of hope
Dreaming weathers storms of violent scope
Fate reveals tarnished dangling slope.
Daring a tomorrow of prosperity,
Roads gradually take due course.
Aware to fresh ideals widens my sea,
Keeping my surface cleanly hoarse;
Every action confirms needed hope.
Robert Dodson
August 25, 2009
Traveling through luscious time, values escape hard,
Rebelling against fragile space, merriment oozes loudly
Adjourned stamina reduces gratitude while seeming free
Custom fate achieves hollow stone rimmed cards.
Incessant quiet belittles fragile melancholy stooped
Largess befits another soul growing within favor
Welded grace perseveres among staunch flavor
Increased vibrant stoicism bestows rival hoops.
Sweet tasting challenge ignites hope’s core,
Daring wind rides the land whispering change
Open hearts welcome breaths of freedom more
Memory embraces attitudes driven to exchange.
Robert Dodson
August 24, 2009
Daring days of confusion bring circled dreams,
Gathered lake side haunts visions once held,
Truth races toward destiny of dreary seams,
Realized hope fulfills upon joyous heart meld.
Travel solitary future to begin myriad trips,
Completed venture ekes a sad and shrill tune,
Trusted core blossoms unknown winged boon,
Lasting care bursts globules of sought blips.
Wings of cloud held futility drizzle down slowly,
Rising faith heals determined resolve forever,
Gentle wind whispers a melodic song to share,
Yet circled dreams walk through time lowly.
Robert Dodson
August 11, 2009
