My writing
Denver
Denver is the man
Growing like crazy
He is part of the clan
And he is not lazy
Moving about
Zoom and zag
Ready to loudly shout
And play a game of tag
He can be shy
Hard to get going
Then he is ready to fly
With no slowing
He can be hard headed
Wanting his way
Which can make you lightheaded
But he is almost four but halfway
He is caring and loving
Wanting a hug from you
Giving one without complaining
A hug is honest and true
I like Denver
We have fun
He will be an achiever
A strong one
Alive
You are alive
Animated
A beehive
Exhilarated
Look at your face
You smile shines
Not a trace
Of worldly confines
Exciting
Titillating
Breathtaking
Electrifying
You captivate a room
So bubbly and fresh
A flower in bloom
Beaming outside your flesh
Everyone notices
They are drawn to your energy
Simply dazzling and amazes
Special mysterious alchemy
Your charm
Your power
Your presence
Your attractiveness
Everyone wants you
To steal your vigor
Because they are blue
Playing a fool and poor actor
You are spontaneous
So alive in your spirit
Your harmonious
With this grand merit
I want it too
Since I was fifteen
Constantly trying to renew
Feelings for a girl at fourteen
I have my chance
To suck her marrow
Maybe by happenstance
But I have climbed the plateau
And I am not coming down
To be a mere mortal
I am on here playground
And I too will be adorable
Who Is She
Happy
Gay
Enthusiastic
Optimistic
She is a lightening beam
Her own liturgy
I can only dream
So full.of energy
Why is she alone
No one has claimed her
She is not owned
By a mister or sir
Probably her choice
She is strong
With her own voice
She knows right from wrong
She wants a companion
Just like me
Who will not abandon
An attentive attendee
To life
To grief
To celebration
To sorrow
She wants comfort
So do I
She want to be unhurt
And not cry
She wants gaiety
She wants merriment
She wants playfulness
She wants levity
We all want this
We do much research
Along with a kiss
And we search and search
Giving up hope
This person will never be found
And I am no dope
To catch someone on the rebound
Please God give me a chance
To find love and contentment
Along with romance
And adornment”
Shift
Left to right
Forward and back
Dark to bright
Run to tack
There are many ways to go
And I must change
Do not go with the flow
I must turn the page
Leave Jackson
Do not be shocked
Viking or saxon
Not land locked
A new journey
Sailing away
Leaving absurdity
A new sunset everyday
My intent
My want
My plan
My desire
At sixty not too late
To transition
A new journey and fate
A grand ambition
But wait
Who is this girl
That I went on a date
Her hair has so much curl
I am smitten
By her beauty and enthusiasm
Maybe sailing is not written
She has to be an addendum
My plan b has crumpled
Moving to plan c
My arrogance humbled
I now can see
I want her in my life
And she makes me laugh
With no crazy strife
I want to be her better half
In this moment
In this time
In this minute
In this space
I will pursue her
Wanting to know if she is real
Not some imaginary blur
And my feelings are real
Sailing will be there
But I can not let this pass
I am chasing that wild hair
And this charming lass
There is so much opportunity
There is so much promise
There is so much compassion
There is so much expectation
Go all in
Do not miss the chance
I can only laugh and grin
A sailboat can not kiss or dance
I never dreamed
Someone from my past
Feelings redeemed
So much time has passed
I kept up with her
We would always be friends
She would concurr
Our friendship transcends
We have reconnected
Both being single
We have redirected
For us to mingle
She watched me sail
Commenting along the way
I called her instead of email
Just not any comminique
We talked for hours
Just about everything
She must have superpowers
She was so addicting
We communicated frequently
Four or five times a day
I enjoyed her evidently
Because she was so gay
She was brilliant
She was happy
She was exciting
She was captivating
I wanted more
I wanted that energy
I wanted to explore
I wanted synergy
I asked her out
And she agreed
What a rout
I decreed
Too smooth
Too slick
Too easy
Too sleek
We were so agreeable
I was flabbergasted
Our future is unforeseeable
And it was not forecasted
Now a new journey
Where will we go
A magnificent tourney
Only God will know
