Poems
By Eric Teggers
By Eric Teggers
The early morning sun bestowed its gentle warmth on the breathless fields of golden poppies today. And I saw the wind dancing through the plains like an artist's brush on his canvas, creating soft daisy lilies, and tender moments on this day of spring.
I'm overwhelmed by this glorious day, and the nature of its beauty. And my heart desires more, as I inhale the fragrance of the flushed whimsical flowers, that glow around me dressed in their pastel colours.
Isn't it wonderful?. Isn't it an adventure to explore the blessings of natures aesthetic palette. Today, in my pensive state of mind I look up with my arms fully extended to meet the rhythm of the wind, as it advances above and around me. I can hear the birds, small and fast rushing into the air, dancing and singing songs of morning joy, like children giving in cheerful mirth. I am lost in this splendid day of blossoms of roses, primed and novel. I am lost in the immense umbrellas of blue skies, and intoxicated by the celebration of Gods paradise.
And now, as I rest myself, I am overwhelmed and delightfully fulfilled as I retire under the old willow tree, sheltered by its branches protecting me from the sunny glare twinkling through its wings. And I ask myself, could I possibly be in the soul of Gods beauty? Is this, his gift to us?. Is this, his way of saying, I love you?. I wonder?
Today, I walked on the road were we held hands together in love. And I thought I heard the wind whispering my name. I turned to the silent road, but you were not there. And as I continued my walk the Sun touched my face, and warmed my entire body, just like you would make me feel when you were in my arms. Today, I can see young lovers in love holding hands, snuggling, kissing, and I quickly turned away. I was afraid they would judge me. And yet, their silence only confirmed my loneliness. Days into months, months into years, and I thought I had kissed the memory of us into the abyss of sad goodbyes. And then! Today, while visiting the road and the memories of us. I felt my heart calling desperately trying to fill the empty space in my heart. And I found you. You were here all along, in the missing of you.
When I walked her to her door. Did she know I wanted her?.
When I embraced her in my arms. Did she know I cared?.
When I held her hand. Did she know I was proud?.
When I would listen to her talk. Did she know every word was indelible to me?.
When she would laugh. Did she know she delighted my soul?.
When I made love to her. Did she know she fulfilled me completely?.
When I hear her call my name. Did she know I felt at home?.
Today, I said, " I love you" and she replied, "Yes! I know. And you are the extra beat in my heart".
Today, I'm on top of the world standing proudly on an old hill called patriotism. It is here, on Chester's green fields of English land as I am consumed by its nature. And it has seduced me and captured me in my shameless delight. And in all this magnificent beauty I began thinking of you.
I remembered our first meeting and how polite you were. And I remembered the night we kissed and the beating of your heart on my chest. I remembered all your love letters with the scent of your perfume, and all the times you cared for me, and gave from your heart. I also loved hearing you talk about the places you loved and all of your life experiences. And I enjoyed the happiness of your smile. I must say, you were wonderful to be in love with. And after all these years, I remembered us, I remembered you.