Inspiration Has Struck

So, I wrote what I honestly feel are three fabulous poems today. They are all different, a mix of fiction and imagination, and inspired for/about my muse, Josh. I thought I'd share. Any comments are welcome! Love y'all!

1)Wedding Day started: 1-28-10

Today is the day. The wedding bells ring loudly in my head
As caterers carefully prepare the greens, the meat, the bread.
Decorations are hung with precision and extravagant care
Candles, chocolates and soft perfumed flowers placed exactly there.

Outside, in the warm sun, chairs are unfolded and set in straight, white rows.
The entryway, the railing, both draped in simple ribbon and detailed bows.
My beaded ivory gown flows over my shoulders and down to the floor
While the bridesmaids dressed in spring green, reassure me as they head for the door.

Mom tells me that she loves me as she moves toward her seat.
Bouquet-holding hands shake as I glance at the mirror filled with nerves and unsteady feet.
I go to the start of the aisle and take my grandfather’s hand as the music begins.
We slowly walk to the groom, I see none but him.


2)Little Moments 2-2-10

Walking down the street
My iPod hits a familiar tune.
As Brad sings about love
I realize mine for you.

Strolling in the hot city sun
I listen as he talks about
Particular moments with his girl
And why they are so special.

Listening helps me realize
What you are to me.
You make me love drunk
And star struck every day.

I can’t hold it in.
Shouting from the rooftops,
Singing in the streets,
I finally found you.

Waiting all my life,
Being with all the wrong people
Makes me see how perfect you are,
How perfect we are.

I silently agree with Brad.
Little moments spent with you
Are what makes my life sweet.
I love you.


3)Love In Charleston 2-2-10

The sun beats down, warm on my head
As I walk along King Street
Passing the stores, alleys and bustling people,
Becoming closer to you with each step.

Slowing by Marion Square, I see a man.
He sits cross-legged under a large tree
Contemplating while reading Poe
As a couple plays Frisbee nearby, smiling.

Moving forward once more,
The blue buds in my ears bring me
A familiar tune by Colbie Callat,
Who begins to sing her feelings.

I listen to her falling in love,
Whispering about her shyness,
And then I see you.
Wonderful you.

Watching you, I see you look up,
Mischievously smile, then drop your head,
Eyes following your feet
Until you grow closer to me.

As your tall lanky body strides opposite of me,
I take your hand in mine as I meet you.
Our fingers collide and twist
Like some dramatic, deadly car crash.

I give a quick squeeze, eyes close,
And smooth lips quickly greet each other.
The sun continues to pound us
As we stroll together along King Street.