Scenes around us.

Living in a mile of ocean

Stumblin on a second hand

Waving to the scenes around us

As we take drink of our bitter brand

Searching for the real salt pearl

Leaving no stone unturned

Dancing to scene around us

As we step away from being burned

Will the fire burn bright

Right thru the night

Will there be ashes

Of our love

Waiting for a rain of manna

Wandering in the sands alone

Hearing the scenes around us

As we pick up another dry bone

Staring at the red orange sunset

Dreading the day ahead

Embracing the scenes around us

As we slip into our trundle bed

Will the fire burn bright

Right thru the night

Will there be ashes

Of our love

By Dave Schipper © 2013 Rose Riversongs

For Lady Rose MacClare

What a horrid way to start!

Oh my Rose you break my heart,

Yet you are so quick to move

In and about with something to prove

Let’s start again, and this time slower

I will love you, as you get older

If you still have a need for me then

If not, I’ll say “oh my we loved back when”

By Dave Schipper © 2013 Rose Riversong

My Fantasy

I stood in line with all the rest

Watching you in that cotton dress

Unaware how pretty you are to me

The smile you gave to each anew

One by one the patrons slid thru

Until again it was my turn to see

………….. my fantasy, my fantasy

The magic in your eyes and smile

Would make an hour wait worthwhile

We share names in this daily repartee

Is it really intimacy

Or merely friendly privacy

Alas again it was my silent plea

………….. my fantasy, my fantasy

Alone I find myself again

Waiting this time with pen in hand

Mere feet apart could be a mass sea

For in our time, we never talk

Or chance a moment to be caught

Until again it was my time to leave

………….. my fantasy, my fantasy

by Dave Schipper © 2013 Rose Riversongs

My inspiration

Denise,

You are my inspiration

A muse,

Unbounded exhilaration.

Your smile

Demure yet accented by

Those eyes

A window to bold intrigue

I pause

Though you are three steps ahead

With plans

Fabric in Venetian red

You reach

For my hand and say quickly

What if,

But I’m lost completely

Alas

You are my inspiration,

Though near

I fight for inhalation.

For Denise Lovett on The Paradise

By Dave Schipper  © Rose Riversongs 2013 

Enjoy the rest of my deep love for Denise at my other blog.