Poetic Expression

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Monday, October 15, 2012

Today's Dream

Today's indulgent melodies,

Daydream perfect visions,

Painted of moonlit moments,

As eyes dance like gemstones of desire,

Along the ocean shoreline.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Sonnet XXIV

Alas good knight, why hast thou turned around?
Thy message reached me, but it makes no sense.
To turn and run at thy sweet love’s expense,
Though thee hast reached halfway to proving ground?

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Wednesday, November 10, 2010

There are so many things I wish to say,
I bite my tongue so not to cause a stir.
So many things, in oh— so many ways.
To stir would cause the pot to overturn.
Just like I do most each and everyday,
Guess I'll just settle down right here and learn,
And wait for signs to fall down from the sky,
And send me where his heart calls by and by.

-Michele Cameron Drew

Monday, July 13, 2009

In the Setting of the Sun

The sun is setting all around us

In the colours of today

It lights our way with His love

And warms us with His grace

From this collage of dreams and memories

In waves we ride the tide

Each moment pure and lovely

As two tender hearts collide

Yesterday we sailed together

Rediscovering the truth

And the beauty of the days

That we shared in our youth

Today you're far away

Yet you feel so close to me

I could never have imagined

It would mean so much, you see

Tomorrow still the future

But no means to an end

I know now that forever

I will always call you friend

No matter where we are

In the end when life is done

My heart will rest beside yours

In the setting of the sun

-Michele Cameron Drew

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Watercolor

The morning after love
A gentle tender whisper
In the daybreak as we rose
Bagels and lox for you
Just cream cheese for me
Our favorite cafe` table
As we sipped a darkened brew

Smiles endlessly shining
Eyes singing delightfully
Dancing in their shadows
As they penetrated
My quiet composure
A somewhat pleasant stress
Washed over me
In my naivete

And I whispered
I love you...

—Michele Cameron Drew

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Sonnet XIX

Sonnet XIX

	My lover's kiss was like a million stars, Across the jaded purple velvet night, And then the starlight falling from his eyes, Reflected on this halo burning bright. His angel, strong and beautiful, was I, Who saved him from himself one fateful night, And left behind with him my tender heart, Along beside a tear at morning light. Passed twenty years, my calling once again, Return me to the depths from whence I came; The needs there of a solitary friend, Upon who's heart I once had staked my claim. Oh, how can I but send to him my love? His angel from the Heavens up above. —Michele Cameron Drew
Copyright © 2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Reconnection

Reconnection

Tenderness so long ago
Hanging about mind's edge
Taunting, teasing
Playful moments of youth

Reconnection overwhelms
Touching surface of heart
With evocative dreams
Torturing soul

Warm light emanating
From this memory
This dream of old
Expectations limitless
Falling to abyss
Of emotion

Confusion building
From this depth
Hearts withdraw
In fear that old wounds open

Friendship, reflection
Their greatest desire
And should it be
The will of Him
Someday
Maybe more

—Michele Cameron Drew

Friday, May 29, 2009

Where I Belong

Where I Belong

Closing my eyes
My mind wanders
Drifting off
In daydreams of azure
I see reflections
Of myself— swimming
In the deep oceans
That are your eyes

Soon my love
I'll be drowning
And should I perish
Then so be it
Let the world go on
Without me
Because this—
Is where I belong

—Michele Cameron Drew

Monday, May 25, 2009

Starbird Hill

In darkness awakening,
First glimpse of snow white,
Brought beauty of wonderment,
Like shimmering diamonds,
'neath new morning’s light.

A frozen paradise waited.
Oblivious to the chill,
Warm mittens and overcoats,
We rushed to the sled race,
Atop Starbird Hill.

We flew down this mountain,
Blustery wind to frozen face,
On a sheet of ice and snow.
Oh, what fun we had then,
In our Starbird race.

And as the day closed,
Its beauty wouldn’t subside.
Sleepy heads in reverence,
Thinking of day’s events,
We gently closed our eyes.

In darkness awakening,
First glimpse of snow white,
Brought beauty of wonderment,
Like shimmering diamonds,
'neath new morning’s light.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Read my article on the Blizzard of '78 here.

Copyright © 2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.

Friday, May 22, 2009

The Way it Makes Me Feel

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When your eyes looked at mine,
You could see into my soul.
And I was fascinated by,
The depth of your perception.

Then a smile crossed your lips,
Like sunshine through the morning mist.
And though I don't know why,
I felt such a strong connection.

Across a crowded room,
I heard the wheels of your mind,
In synchronicity with mine,
As one together marking time.

If for only just a moment,
Look to me again and smile,
So I can look into your eyes,
And remember for all time,
The way it makes me feel.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Saturday, May 16, 2009

The Poet

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The poet thinks in cryptic patterns
But mostly he observes
Absorbing his surroundings
To mind—
His heart
A rhythmic extension
Of his soul

Words
Images
Thoughts
Dreams
Beliefs
Emotion
Entwined within his verse

He creates a thing of beauty
A thing we know
As Poetry

—Michele Cameron Drew

Friday, May 15, 2009

Sonnet XVIII

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There is a little church beside a field.
I happ'd to pass it by just yesterday.
It truly made me wish this summer's yield.
Would bring me there before you face to face.

The colours in the sky were graceful soft.
In hues of salmon, lavendar and blue.
My head right here, but my heart was aloft.
The only thing 'twas missing there was you.

I wish that we could walk there every day.
We'd talk about today and long ago,
And holding hands we'd joke along the way,
Then laugh until our cheeks were all aglow.

I hope that we can find a moment soon,
To visit there one lovely afternoon.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Thursday, May 14, 2009

The Colour of Confusion

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Entertaining hands
The colour of confusion
Manipulating like a monarch
In absolute power

Audience of dying voices
Muted—
Will obey

—Michele Cameron Drew

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Sonnet VIII

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I swiped my card at 7:39.
But payroll says my paycheck will be docked,
Because I didn't get to work on time?
I wasn't due to work till 8:00!

I just don't understand how this can be.
I always call ahead if I'm delayed.
It doesn't make a bit of sense to me,
For thirty minutes clocked to not be paid.

Two supervisors I had to pursue,
To figure out that it was their misplay.
I hope they don't perceive me as a shrew.
That's not the image I hope to display.

I vow tomorrow I will not be late,
‘Cause I'll be there by 7:38.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Monday, May 11, 2009

Stolen Moments

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Memories of a love so long ago,
Weigh upon my dreams tonight,
And drift on as the sweetest of distractions,
Into my waking life.

A few stolen moments whispering,
Taunting my soul with the hunger
For more of him.

Perhaps we should have loved as if
We'd never have the chance again.
Plucked from his life as easily as our Earth
Turns to greet the morning sun.

A few stolen moments whispering,
Taunting my soul with the hunger
For more of him.

Lord, please let him come to me.
Shower those memories so sweet upon his heart.
Let us steal a few more moments...
Or perhaps a lifetime.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Friday, May 08, 2009

Good Intention

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Seeds of evil lie in root
Covering like a thicket
About the innocent one
Deluding common sense
Of an honorable heart
Deficient of judgement
In the folly
Of good intention

Moments of clarity lie
Within the tangled labyrinth
Reaching skyward-
Neurologically twisted
Thwarted by derangement
Never to be unveiled
Within the eye
Of the broken mind

—Michele Cameron Drew

Monday, May 04, 2009

Spring's Solicitude

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With winter's icy breath fleeting,

Spring's solicitude brushes,

Divine nectarous orchards,

With an ambiance of color.

Softly she summons,

The sweetest of blossoms,

To deliver the fruit,

Of summer ambrosia.

-Michele Cameron Drew

Friday, May 01, 2009

Blogger Friendship Award

Vespa Blogger Award Friendship

Thank you Tami from The Holistic Diva for the following award. I'm truly grateful for your kindness. I enjoy your blog as well, and am delighted to be a blogger friend.

In turn, I would like to award the Vespa Blogger Award Friendship (award) to the following people who have shared their friendship with me:

Icy at Wandering Thoughts

Lauren at The Ancient Digger

Lanne at The Things Women Do

Glynis at A Poet's Word

Lizzie at Lizzie's Choice

Zorlone at Zorlone

Mystic Dave at Mystical Poetry, Prose and Political Viewpoints

RJ Evans at Webphemera

Chris at Chris Stonecipher and Friends

If you would like to pass this award on to some of your blogger friends, then here's how to do it (as passed on to me):

1. Put the logo on your blog

2. Add a link to the person who awarded you

3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs

4. Add links to those blogs on your blog

5. Leave a message for the nominees on their blog

Thank you to my blogger friends for sharing your knowledge and humor.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Sonnet VII

This sonnet, written in November was on a bet. Someone bet me $50 that I couldn't write a sonnet about the news headlines for that day.

I asked if I was able to write two, would I double my money and made $100 writing this piece in about 20 mins. I wish I could always make $300/hr. Wouldn't it be nice?

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Headline News: 11/23/08

New information in the news today
A school suggests Obama for its name
A clinic burned by Rios who's in jail
And Clinton accepts secretary game

Construction workers injured building fined
State Treasurer is speaking with the kids
Then Dallas and Seattle soon to dine
Economy has budgets wearing lids

Race for attorney generally now is closed
Car break-ins are once more a local spree
A fatal crash near Salem closes Road
A pitbull dies attacking deputy

Today the homework in sixth grade just ran
With talk of "Death of Santa" in the plan

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Six people killed in Tijuana bar
Explosive threat cause for school schedule change
Mall shooter in Tukwila still at large
Insurance Co rejects a landslide claim

With cabinet positions being filled
Obama's right on top of everything
Teen runaway his body was found killed
Drunk driver sentenced to six years in clink

Police narcotics dog was struck by car
ID cards stolen from gym locker rooms
A plea of guilty for two fake bank guards
I feel as though I'm buried 'neath this doom

Prefer much lighter content when I choose

That's why I hardly ever watch the news

-Michele Cameron Drew

Monday, April 13, 2009

Sonnet VI

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Sonnet VI

As autumn closes and the days grow cold,
Skies turn from luminous to murky grey.
The leaves of amber, crimson, brown and gold,
Have fallen and most all have blown away.

The barren trees embedded in the Earth,
Stand seeming lost and sad within their mire,
Lackluster as my heart within its dearth,
Need light of love or else they will expire.

As wind and rain begin to fall and moan,
I am like stone upon deserted shore,
A frozen soul that needs to find its home,
Abandoned heart left only wanting more.

Release your light, your love, your warmth and bring,
Us back to blissful beauty of the spring.