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157 · Feb 2019
The pillow talk poems 15
Napolis Feb 2019
The sigh
of your angel
breath.

the deep
reflection
of your
universal
eyes.

and then
the quiet
gentle
surrender,

of my
open
soul
to you.

to that
place
that is
calm
and safe
and warm.

timeless
in
it's
presence.

rolling
and full
like
a Pacific
ocean
wave.

and all
that
is in
this moment
is the
promise
of your
smile.

and the
beating
of your
heart.

and the
treasure
that is
rich
and pure.

your friendship
and sky.

naked to
my eyes.
157 · Jan 2019
The kissing poems 38
Napolis Jan 2019
Playing hide

and go seek

under the

covers

with our

birthday

suits on.


praline and cream

ice cream

melting

down the

inside

of your

thighs.


our games

together

are always

playful

and basked

in cardinal

innocence...


and though

morning

will surely

find

us...


we still

hide from

it too...


heart beats

racing

to beat

the dawn...
157 · Feb 2019
The pillow talk poems 17
Napolis Feb 2019
I can
remember
everything
about the
last time
I witnessed
your smile.

and if
you could
see how
beautiful
the memory
is,

you would
realize
like me
that there
is never
a "was"
to a
moment
spent
with you.

it lingers
and sings
to me,

to reveal
all of
it's secrets,

and though
I might
meet it
now with
empty
pockets
of fate.

your face
is something
I always
carry with
me,

in deep
breaths
and tender
offerings,

in  true
definition
of what

a woman
can do
to your

soul.
156 · Jan 2019
The pillow talk poems 8
Napolis Jan 2019
Basking in
love's sheltered
bliss,

open vessel
of times
searching
sand dropping
south.

sunset colors
smeared, by

a careless
God's
child like  hands
at play.

we begin.

to count
down the
minutes.

to exhale
the breaths
that nurture
us,

and
give us
life.

love becomes
our devotion


our loss
of it,

the bleeding

of our
tragic
hearts..

time
almost
done.

there is a
bounty
to be
paid in full,

by all
who have
not
welcomed
it.

by those
who did
not dance,

in awe.
156 · Jan 2019
The pillow talk poems 1
Napolis Jan 2019
Nothing must
ever be
left
unsaid
between
us.

or we
risk the
chance that
we may
truly
be lost.

nor midnight
whispers
unspoken,

nor morning
sighs seeking
refuge
unanswered

nor bleeding
promises
forsaken

to dust.

all are the
treasures
of you
I keep.

this moment
this embrace

they are
the seeds

of all
we might
ever
become

together.
156 · Jan 2019
The courtship poems 46
Napolis Jan 2019
The shades
by your
bedroom
windows
blow
in rhythm
to the
early
morning
sky.

and the
anticipation
of the
moment
when
you first
awake,

comes to
me like
a siren
dream.

and it
may just
be a
Monday
morning
to the
rest of
the world
but not
to us.

this moment
is everything.

and the
true
beauty
of the
day.

is the
moment
you first
awake.

and i
look over
to you
and witness
the sun's
first coming
into your
eyes.

and I
feel

warmth.

and my
coffee
lies
cold

upon
our kitchen
table.

till noon.
Napolis Oct 2018
Know.
this.

I have
the same
dreams,

I feel
the same
change
of seasons
and need
for restless
walks..

I hunger
for the
same
desires
and union
of souls.


and I
will find
you .

in the
wind.

in ancient
spirit
calls..

in diamond
speckled
skies
at night.

know this.

from
this moment
on I  will
hold
closer
still in

the sunrise
when I
first awake.

and sigh....
Napolis Dec 2018
Something I

remember

most about

you.


When you were

about 4 years

old for

some odd

reason you

would want

me to

cuddle with you

and lie down

and read

books in

the corner

of  a room.


it would

never take

long and soon

you were

in your

angel sleep.


and often

was the

time we would

wake up

in a pile

of blankets

in the morning

that way.


with each

of our dreams

tucked away

in each other's

hearts.


with you resting

your head

on my

arm and

your tangled

angel hair all

wrapped up

around my

face.


I never asked

you for reasons

why but

eventually

you grew out

of this phase,


but to this day

those nights

with you

lying next to

me with your

stuffed animals

were some

of the most

tenderest moments

of my life.


your little

angel sighs  

when you

would turn

your body

one way

and then

the next.


and every

moment it

just meant

more and more

to me

to realize

that for the


rest of

my life

that God

had given

me you

to take

care of.


and now at

21 one years

old with

my eyes
wide open,

with God as

my witness

you are one of

the most

beautiful things

that I

have ever

seen.
Napolis May 2019
Something I

remember

most about

you.



When you were

about 4 years

old for

some odd

reason you

would want

me to

cuddle with you

and lie down

and read

books in

the corner

of  a room.



it would

never take

long and soon

you were

in your

angel sleep.



and often

was the

time we would

wake up

in a pile

of blankets

in the morning

that way.



with each

of our dreams

tucked away

in each other's

heads.



with you resting

your head

on my

arm and

your tangled

angel hair all

wrapped up

around my

face.



I never asked

you for reasons

why but

eventually

you grew out

of this phase,



but to this day

those nights

with you

lying next to

me with your

stuffed animals

were some

of the most

tenderest moments

of my life.



your little

angel sighs  

when you

would turn

your body

one way

and then

the next.



and every

moment it

just meant

more and more

to me

to realize

that for the



rest of

my life

that God

had given

me you

to take

care of.



and now at

21 one years

old you

are one of

the most

beautiful things

that I

have ever

seen.
Napolis Oct 2018
Now it

makes it

easy to see

through you

and your

bleached

white

bones.


you gave

nothing

of the

heart,


so it

is only

fitting that

you should

have nothing

left in return,


you sat

in your

heartbreak

corner

throwing

deadeye

looks at

any potential

lover

who dared

to wander

your way.


and then

laughed

under your

hot burnt

breath that

nothing

was ever

going to

make you

bleed again.


and so you

will always

be looking

always be

wanting,

always carry

that bellyache

hunger that

burdens your

soul.


but only

hell will

give you

any salvation

from.


but once

I imagine

in God's sacred

place you were

a child and

your heart

was a garden,


and blue

was the

color of

my true

loves eyes.
Napolis Dec 2018
Up through

our veins

and tender

places,


nurtured

by our

breathing

hearts,


we remember

paths

of feelings

long ago

traveled,


given

once

never

turned

back

upon.

the reaching

of hands

the giving

of light.


illuminating

dark shadows.


the coming

of age

and the

reclaiming

of all

that was

given

before.


the awakening

of desires

the mending

of touch.


naked bodies

celebrating

love,


the bending

and molding

of our

bodies

to one

another.


your hair

in my

hand,


the wet

taste

of your

deep

kisses

upon my

lips,


the moist

tender

skin of

your

your thighs

as your

passion.

rises to

meet me.


and all

that was

once


will be

again.


when all

that you

are is

mine.
Napolis Feb 2019
Jesus walk

holes in

my left

shoe,

wandering

for meaning

on this

Tuesday

smoked

afternoon.


back aching

from the

weight of

loving you.


pickled herring

breath

washed with

beer fills

my mouth

with solace.

my broken

cell phone

lies a couple

of streets

back shattered

unable

to call

anyone

for help.

no one

coming to

my rescue.


send in the

dogs gone

mad,

may

their white

teeth

be swift

and bury deep.

and

clean me

to the

bone.

may they

quench their

thirst

by drinking my

marrow dry,


and at last

get their

fill.

but still

not taste

the blood

of my heart..


ahh you

devoured

that long

ago,


like a

nocturnal

predator

in heat.

like a

beggar

enjoying

her last

morsel of

food.


while

dancing in

the rain...

tonight.
Napolis Mar 2019
Nothing must
ever be
left
unsaid
between
us.

or we
risk the
chance that
we may
truly
be lost.

nor midnight
whispers
unspoken,

nor morning
sighs seeking
refuge
unanswered

nor bleeding
promises
forsaken

to dust.

all are the
treasures
of you
I keep.

this moment
this embrace

they are
the seeds

of all
we might
ever
become

together.
Napolis Apr 2019
Hardly to
notice the
eggs
popping
mercy
in the
frying
pan,

wrapped
inside
your arms
in our
heavenly
bed,

nowhere else
in the
universe
our hearts
want to
be.

so let's
back up,
and throw
the day
away,

to us,
and piles
and piles
of hugs and
wet wet
kisses,

the kind
that take
our breath
away.

put on
your sun
dresses
honey,

and
I'll put
my sunglasses
on,

whoops gas
company
is calling
some
bill long
over
due.

could
care
less I
have
got all
the warmth
I will
ever need

right here
in your
arms

tonight...
Napolis Apr 2019
Fairy tale
endings.

I have
tripped
over my
my fair
share.

and then
to awaken
for a
moment
with such
crystal
clarity
of you.

my failures.

were just
glasses
of wine
half empty.

with the
taste
of the
berry always
so much
sweeter
from your
lips.

your love
your patience
your
unconditional
giving
have kept
me here.

and this
life that
I have
around
me now.

is the
life
I gladly
take
to forever.

and one
of these
days
with you
is like,

no other
day with
anyone else.

and I
bend
to your
smile.

I sing
to your
laughter.

I pray amend

To my God
that gave
me you.

.
Napolis May 2019
8/10 /17

Sunrise
playing
peek a boo
with pelican
shaped
storm
clouds
soaring.

open shutter
in our bedroom
window
sounds like a
symphony
with the rain
playing
through it.

covers still warm
from angel
passions
flung.

the rest
of the world
cursing
another
thursday
morning.

me celebrating
another breath
of my 16 years
with you.
Napolis Apr 2019
You are
the soul
of my
words,

the linking
of emotions,

the connection
the spawning
of all
the feelings
that I
write
in poem..

and not
for a
moment
do my
dreams not
dream you,

or the
words of
God not
touch
my chest,

and not
have you
deep inside,

bury
me in
your soul
as I have
buried
you in
mine.

and our
love will

never
falter.

and our
roots
will always
run deep,

up to
heaven
and beyond.

will I
always
hold
you

still, always
a miracle

to my
eyes.
Napolis May 2019
You would always

sit in your

baby carrier

with an odd

little tilt

of your

head,



and I would sit

across from you

and tilt my head

in return,



and even

though you

were a baby

you would

laugh and I

swear you

would get

our little

inside joke.



and as you

grew the

neck tilt

would stop

but I would

look for it

over and over

again,



but as you

grew older,

your sense of

humor grew

and it wouldn't

be long

until you were

the center of

everyone's

attention.



and your

laughter would

pour over us

and your words

would be

funny and kind,,



and I knew

you had the gift

of laughter

from my father,



and though

he passed

many years before

you were

born,



i can still

hear him

in your voice

in your laughter

I see him

in your eyes

at night.



they light up

a room they

light me and

your mother's

heart,



to know

that the

memory of

your little head



would be

forever tilted

in our

hearts to

hold.
Napolis Apr 2019
2/11/2012

pistachio shells
bailing
unceremoniously
out of
my front
pockets.

tangerine
slices lie
peeled '
on the
couch.

fat golden
retriever
lies tangled
between
my legs.

my seven year
old son Noah
home
sick from
school.

crazy 8 cards
thrown across
the living
room floor
like bread crumbs
hoping that
someone might
follow.

tennis moms
calling all day
tring
to make
sure their
kids can
still get
into holiday
camps
next week.

my guitar
leans off tune
in the corner
of the room,

begging to
be played.


my son
joseph
comes
home from
college on
wedesday.

my wife
calls me  
from work
just to
say I love
you,

and I think
for a moment,
how simple and
how true
these are,

the captions
of my life,

and at this
moment
there

no place
else
or no one else

in the
universe
I would

rather be.pistacio shells
bailing
unceremoniously
out of
my front
pockets.

tangerine
slices lie
peeled '
on the
couch.

fat golden
retriever
lies tangled
between
my legs.

my seven year
old son Noah
home
sick from
school.

crazy 8 cards
thrown across
the living
room floor
like bread crumbs
hoping that
someone might
follow.

tennis moms
calling all day
tring
to make
sure their
kids can
still get
into holiday
camps
next week.

my guitar
leans off tune
in the corner
of the room,

begging to
be played.


my son
joseph
comes
home from
college on
Wednesday.

my wife
calls me  
from work
just to
say I love
you,

and I think
for a moment,
how simple and
how true
these are,

the captions
of my life,

and at this
moment
there

no place
else
or no one else

in the
universe
I would

rather be.
151 · Dec 2018
The courtship poems 26
Napolis Dec 2018
And I
will sit
outside
your heart's
door, and
wait and
listen and
collect all
of the
broken pieces
of your
dreams
gone by .


and I
will hold
them close
to mine.
and covet
them deep
in the most
purest places
of my soul.
until they
all come
true.

I have come
to know
you in the
star bursts
of your eyes,


and gentle
curl of
your hair,

the easy

parting
of your lips.


and  I find
myself to  
in the daydreams
of you in
my walks,


and feel you
in the
winds that
surround
my face,


and the salt
spray that
reaches up
to me from
the Santa Barbara

sea.
I carry you
everywhere
with me
in the remains
of my days,


and it will
never be
my place
to wonder
why..

I breathe

I think of

you.they

become one

in the same.
Napolis Feb 2019
The sin
that stains
our bed.

the innocence
burnt from
our amber eyes.

naked
half dreams
now
burrowed
inside
my soul.


It is a

tomb to you

that I

now live in.

I am
like a
a delinquent
child
running
mad in my

head begging

for the hungry

hounds to

devour me

and get

their fill.


a next neighbor
closes his

bedroom window

in regret

and draws his

shades to sorrow.


he  plays
judge and jury
to the
night's
unrest.

and the
verdict is in.

he knows it

I know it.


I have
lost you.

and the
key has
been
thrown

into  the
deepest
of places.

not to
be found.

or to be
ever heard

from again.
151 · Apr 2019
The tangled poems 13
Napolis Apr 2019
morning christens
the still
night air, to
become new
and something
all it's own.

and you
awake
and breathe
deeply and
and your
eyes move
and flutter
and dance
like the
reflection of
two falling
stars
upon a
summer's
sea.

you stretch
like a
mama
lion then
curl back
to a moment
more of
rest
and contemplation.

and your
beauty
surrounds
you nothing
needs to
be added
or done.

and the
world
awaits
for your
smile and
your grace,

and for
the million
things that
only you
can do in
a day.

like the
smile that
you will
give me
some morning,

that always
leaves me
feeling like
a child in
a toy store

who can
dream of

nothing else.
151 · Nov 2024
FIRST SIGHT
Napolis Nov 2024
ORANGE SLICES,
DRIPPING MOIST
IMAGINING,

THE TASTE OF
SUMMER UPON
YOUR LIPS,

CAPTIONS OF
QUESTIONS
IN YOUR
VOICE,,

PIECES OF
LOVE LEFT

DANGELING

IN THE
CORNER OF
YOUR EYES.

AND I  COULD
NOT BREATHE
ANY DEEPER,

SEE THE COLORS
OF THE DAY
ANY BRIGHTER,

THAN TO
SPEND THIS
MOMENT IN
THOUGHT
WITH
YOU.

AND AS
I SIT IN THE
CORNER OF
THE PARK
JUST OUTSIDE
VIEW,

IAM CERTAIN
I HAVE
TAKEN THE
FIRST
STEP TO
FOREVER

WITH YOU.
Napolis May 2019
3/30/13

you are
'my balance

you never
let me
fall,,

you see
the light
and dark
within me,

you endure
my life's
changing
seasons
without
question
or hesitation.

and in
your eyes
I feel
your unending
trust,

and in
my eyes
you feel
that trust
returned.

and in
your heart
I love
with
purpose,

and by
the letter
God's
eternal
plan.

we are
lives
in the
balance

you
and I,

and with
each
breath
that we
take

we become

so much
more
than we were
before.

and for us
my love

forever

is but another

moment

in our
lives.
150 · Dec 2018
The courtship poems 12
Napolis Dec 2018
Come take
your mind
on down
with me .

let our bodies
be canvases
to the tributes
of our
lives.

leave  
our old stories
like tattered
and worn
baggage

by the
door.

be each
others
savior for
awhile.

a old lover's
lament.

not trying
to fill in
each other's
water color
dreams,

with lies
or half
obligated
promises.

and finally
when the
late afternoon

comes to
swallow our
worn
innocence.

close the
door.

leave unsaid
the words
that must
be said.

return us
both with
some dignity


to the out
skirts
of our
lives.
149 · Mar 2019
The 50 pearl poems /12
Napolis Mar 2019
Somewhere

in this

ancient

night.
,

your spirit

sleeps

deep.


and all

the essence

that is

you.

entwines

and breathes

and moves

in everything

that is

around

you.

it is a

shadow

dance

you do,


that binds

you engrains

you in

everything

that you

are. and

in everyone
who is
around you.


and from

now on

every day

I feel

its energy,


breathe

it's scent,


it intoxicates

me to dream

of you.


in life's

slumber

moments,


it inspires me

to give you

peace and hope

and love at any

moment,


that you feel

that there

is none.


without words

without asking.

unconditionally..


we are

fountains

to one

another"s

thirst....


that we

must

drink.


to replenish

ourselves

from time

to time

in our

struggle

through

life.

where I am

always

here

for you.


to drink your

fill,

and dream
under the

million

clouds and
stars

that are
in my

sky for you.
Napolis May 2019
Behind the
innocence
of your
morning
smile,

I find
peace,

and in
the feeling
of your
gentle
breathing
as you
awake,

with your
face
pressed
close
against
my chest,

I find hope.

to begin
another day,

to worship
you another
moment,

and the
falling
of stars
in your
eyes
at dawn

captivates
me like,

a fire
moth
drawn
to a
****** flame.

and the
eternity
in your
kiss
overwhelms
me,

like lightning
exploding
across
a hot
indian
summer
sky.

and as I
lie in your
arms I
know,

all that will
ever
become
of me,

is written
in  God's
hand,

in this
morning
glimmer

in your
eyes.

and in the
angel touch
of your
heart,

and in
the holy
baptism
of your
soul as
it lies
this
morning

with mine.
149 · Nov 2018
The cake walk poems 11
Napolis Nov 2018
Years later

like old

shoes you

will never

wear again.



your covered

in secrets

and cobble

webs that

watercolor

your eyes in

only grey

and black.


and love

no longer

clings

to you,


you fear it

and like

a beaten

fish.


you catch it

and then

without

ceremony

throw

it back.


his arms

are still

all around

you his

mouth wanting

upon your

lips.


but  he

is not

sorry,


he never

loved you.


he only

fantasized about

a moment

and then

the moment

set him

free.


but not

you.


never you,


and you

are left only

with  the brief

taste of

love upon

your lips.
Napolis Oct 2018
There is
a rapture
in your
eyes,

that takes
away
everything
else,

and then
makes
everything
else new
again.

there is a
familiarity
in your
face that
greets me,

like the
breaking
open
of a
poppy
flower
in a
fall field,

and the
moment
that it is
experienced,

it is
never
forgotten,

it is
to be
held
only once

and then
it is
gone.

I am
the dreamer
of such
things
of nature

of you.

and you
illuminate
my life
which
such beautiful
things

that I
am a child
to walk
your fields

I am
a child

amongst
your
stars.

and for
that I am
truly

grateful.
149 · Sep 2018
Skeleton heart
Napolis Sep 2018
Makes it

easy to see

through you

and your

bleached

white

bones.



you gave

nothing

of the

heart,



so it

is only

fitting that

you should

have nothing

left in return,



you sat

in your

heart break

corner

throwing

dead eye

looks at

any lover

who dared

your way,


and then

laughed

under your

hot burnt

breath that

nothing

was ever

going to

make you

bleed again.


and so you

will always

be looking

always be

wanting,


but only

hell will

give you

any salvation.


but once

you were

a child and

your heart

was a garden,


and blue

was the

color of

my true

loves eyes.
149 · Apr 2019
*A/ the 51 poems
Napolis Apr 2019
the crisp
winter air
stirs
around
you,

like a
oceans
swell
to a
north
reef
beach.

your breaths
are deep
then shallow
and then
follow off
to sleep
again,

as if
you are a
child
playing in
some
midnight's
star lite
dream.

and your
backs
silhouette
against the
morning:s
burnt orange
canvas

takes my
breath
away,

like a
baby's
first gulp
of air
from it's
mother's
womb.

I am
naked
again.

and we
are innocent
in each other's
smile.

over and
under
through the
universe
in play.

you thing one
me thing two..

and may
tomorrow
never
come.
Napolis Mar 2019
Life finally

kicked him

dead to

the floor.



and this time

he isn't

getting up.



no marine training

or marriage counseling

or running away

from his problems

is going to save

him now.



jack's not coming

back.



there will be no notes,

or apologizes,

or second serves.



his mind was made

up long ago.



he told us so.

and now he

has made

sure we would all

finally, believe

him.



in his

sixtieth or

so year now

Oregon

will be his final

resting  place

far from all

that knew him.



he was funny

that way.



get to close

to touch him

and his

temper

would only burn

your hand.



and those that

knew him.

will sigh.

and regret

his regrets.

and empty

their pockets

and lie on the

table

all of the memories

good and bad

about him.



but the gun

he allowed

to make

the final

verdict upon

his life.

will now lay

harsh and
cold and  silent.



and the

wish that

he always

carried

with him

just beneath

the surface

will finally be

true.



jack's not

coming back.



and my

world  for one

will miss

him.
Napolis May 2019
(pattys first day back teaching school again after summer vacation)

It is the
first day back
to school
and I am
missing you
again,

in all
of the
little things
that you
do that
become my
day.


coming
home from
tennis to
see our
empty bed.

walking through
a empty
house that
is never
home unless
you are
here,

listening
to hear
you talk
to our
children about
their upcoming
day and asking
all the right
motherly
questions
about it.

as if you
are secretly
teaching
them to swim.

but you
don't want
them to
know it.

the smell
of your
hair,

the way your
smile
lights
up a room,

the deep
kisses
every chance
we get.

truly I
am a morning
dove alone,

this first
day of
school.

where without
you there
seems no real
point

to ever
flying here

again....
Napolis Mar 2019
So easy
to slip
in and
out of
thought
with you,

like clouds
playing
peek a boo
with the
sun on
a high
sky
timeless
day.

sitting
here
counting  
my fortune
every time
you come
into my
view.

you are
now in
me in so
many
places
that
I call
home.

and you
are always
welcomed
here.

like a
surprise
I knew
nothing
about.

a kiss
I never
saw
coming.

you are
a fortune
found

a seed

beaking out
in my
soul,

a laugh
that makes
me unexpectedly

in the quietest

of moments
see myself

in you.
148 · Nov 2018
The pieces of you poems 16
Napolis Nov 2018
At first

light.

may only

love find

you there.


and the

tenderness

of all things

unsaid

and pure.


and at

first

breath,


may your

spirit be

filled with

God's light,


and have

purpose

and dance

with everything

and every one

that is

around

you.


like the

silver moon

and the

stars

above.


everything

has its part

in nature's

celestial

dance.


so I

have found

my place

with you

now.


so may

all that

you touch

glimmer

in the

love that

you are.


and then

give that

love a

million

times back

to you

in return.


because

you deserve

nothing less.


only more.


and I

will be

your poet

and you

my muse

and dance.


and at

sunrise

each day.


we love.
Napolis Aug 2021
Magic is
a light that
your eyes
are all to
familiar
with.

It dances there
in you
eyes when
you greet me
each morning.

and everything
about you
improves
everything
about me.

and what failures
that have become
are forgotten
in your laugh

that only echos
with truth and
music
to my ears.

who ever thought
"good morning"

could ever become
a anthem
to my day....
148 · Jan 2024
A butterfly confession
Napolis Jan 2024
Caterpillar
baby
watching
changing
right before
my eyes,

some shedding
shells,
some blooming
life never
to be recognized
again.

but in  
a moment
everything
is life
and endless
possibilities.

like the
moment I
saw my
first baby's

eyes.

like the
first moment
I fell
inside her
mothers
eyes.

and changed
forever...
147 · Mar 2019
The Hannah poems / 27
Napolis Mar 2019
We move
to our early
morning
lullaby

of the
moon
surrendering
itself
down to
it's celestial
bed.

whispers
between us
shared,

with no
one else.

cats at
our feet
making
pillows of
our toes.

Sumatran
coffee
brewing
unattended
in the next
room.

and all
I can do
is look at
you in
amazement
while
you
sleep.

and guard
your dreams
from broken
places.

time at
this moment

at this
heartbeat

at this
breath

in the

sum of

all things

I dream.


is you.
147 · Jan 2019
The kissing poems 40
Napolis Jan 2019
in all

that you

dream,



with your

eyes

closed

and your lips

pressed

against mine.



I feel them.

and your

passion is

the ties

that bind

us.



and the

sky may

turn to

rain

but I cannot

and will not

take the

coward's way

out and

ever let

go of you.



and all

my dreams

too will

come true.



at the

moment

you open

your eyes

to me.
147 · Jan 2019
Trish / the irish poems
Napolis Jan 2019
You come
to me
dressed in
solitude
from
a place
that can't  
be seen,


or touched
or understood
in the
brief
time we
live and
laugh and
cry aloud.


stale coffee
stranded in
your morning
coffee cup.,


curtains leaking
morning light
across your
bed..


in your head
you awkwardly
dance through

hundreds of old
pointless conversations.


you and him
you and he.
before the
storm
after the
deluge,


bad songs
sung out
of tune.

so many

poor choices

of men.


but still your
beauty of
heart promises
another spring,


and to there
I will wait
and then
retire and
dream of

you.
146 · Nov 2018
The courtship poems 9
Napolis Nov 2018
My love
inhales.

I take
your breath.

scorpion
tracks
of salt
from
the hot
sun
run down

your
golden
tanned
back.

you arch
to receive
me.

my body
slopes
to deliver.

and stars
collide.

and
black stone
belly clouds
burst to

deliver
white
snow
diamonds

from the

empty sky.

heavens
rage,

love binds
us eternal.

this dream

I have
of you

tonight.
Napolis May 2019
marriage poems 4/22/13

Let me
take a deep
breath
of you,

and then
jump in
your innocence
above
my eyes,

and quench
my thirst
in all
that you
are,

let me
dance
in celebration
with you,

under
this cantaloupe
moon
light,

and hold
your
heart
still,

and suckle
your *******
tender

and laugh
with
you in
naughty
giggles
throughout
the night

where our
lover's
embrace,

and sighs
are heard
over and
over again,

as I
make
love
to you
till our
bodies
ache of
love.

and the
morning
comes
to bless
our eyes,

and I
hold
my breath
again,

to jump
into
everything
that you
are or
will ever
become,

my best friend
my wife
my soul mate
the mother
of our
children,

my passion
lover,

my wife
in Christ,

and in this
morning........

the very
air
that I
live and

breathe.
Napolis May 2019
Your mother

and I

stood

on

the exit

steps of

Kaiser hospital

in Hollywood

the day

after you

were born.


The nurse

handed us

some brochures

and said

she wished

us all

of the best,

and that

you were

one of the

most beautiful

babies that

she had

ever seen.


your mom

and I

just looked

at each other

wondering why

no one was

coming

home with us

to help us

raise you

until you

were at least

18 or so.


The morning dawn

was just coming

up over the

hills and I

knew our

lives would

never be

the same,


and that

I would

try with

all of my might

to be a good

father for you,


but deep inside

I was thinking

what in

the world

am I

suppose to

do with

you now.


so for

the next 30

or so years

we tried

our best and

gave you

all of our love

and all

the ounces of

our wisdom.


and you

have given me

more than

I ever thought

possible for

a daughter

to give her

father.


and to have

the honor of

raising you

through the

years


in my life

that has

made all

of the difference

in the world.
Napolis May 2019
Carry me
like wind
over the
water,

laugh with
me like
a child
in it's
mother's
arms,

and sing
with me
like
a choir
at  sunday
worship,

where
we can
lift our
spirits
up to
God in
unison
to the
sky...

and then
all that
we ask
of each other
will be
gratefully
given
in lover's
grace.

unconditionally
from our
hearts,
body
and souls...

and you
will finally
find
your place
of rest,
and yearning,

and your
roots will be

nurtured
to reach
the sun.

and full
will
I drink
of you,
and you
of I.

and drunk
will we
dance
in each other's
eyes,,

to never
live our
lives
the same
again,

to come
to the rarest
of places
and emotional
ties,

where
forever
my love

where go
you
forever

go I.
145 · Feb 2019
At fifteen years old
Napolis Feb 2019
First love
has cut
down
the dreams
in my
eyes.

pillars
of faith
shaken.

hole
in the
very
fabric
of my
existence.

now I
am more
like them
than me.

don't ask

don't care
don't tell.

praying
and promising
to loves
false Gods.

nowhere
now becomes
a destination.

with my
whole life
left before
me to find it.

**** it!
at fifteen
years old,

Janet Hawley
broke my
heart....
145 · Apr 2019
The tangled poems 2
Napolis Apr 2019
your beauty
stands
alone,

none other
in mind
or heart.

the pleasing
touch
of your
tongue
soothes
like warm
honey across
my lips.

ancient
stirrings
of docile
surrenders
lie across
your bed.

and the
universe
is in
you,

and blossoms
at the
arc of
your
smile,

and you
are a
reflection
of hope
and love
and the
mercy
in God's
eyes,


and I
the child
who looks
back at
you.

never
wanting to
look

away.

or caring to.
only
loving

this moment
and nothing
else.
Napolis Feb 2019
Oceanside california

four in

the morning.

eating
**** dog
corn, and

drinking a

poor man's

whiskey.



walking
talking
to whats left

of myself.

My giddy up
footsteps
follow carry
me home.

old,

Beginning

my final sleep
inside
my bones,



it comes

over me,

like warm

milk soaking

through
my favorite

pecan
cookie.



it reminds
me that

one of
these
days,
I will
keep

my final

promise
to you.

and let
all of
the rest
fade to black.


like

juvenile

feathers long

ago fallen
at my
feet.,



in the

end of

questions and

doubts,



there will
only
be you.
144 · Apr 2019
The tangled poems 1
Napolis Apr 2019
and in
the sighs of
your day,

and the
quiet
whispers
of your
morning
awakening,

when stars
dance above
you and
last nights
dream
puzzle pieces
still move
and scatter
through
your mind.

my dreams
reach out
to you

and whisper
back to
you
with open
heart and
gentle
certainty

I am
here.

and we could
not be closer
if we
were stars
upon black,

and our
light was
for all of
the universe
to see...

nothing unsaid
naked
slumbers and
love  that
bends to
around the
moon and
back....
Napolis Jan 2019
A wave's
oxygen
foaming
Appalachian
snow white.

a child's
cherry fire
lolli pop
half licked
dry

half stuck
to a tender
full moon
face.

tangerine
poppy
wild flowers
drown in
my tequila
breath.

I lie
on a hill
and
I bury my
head in

sand upside

down.

run away
seagull
clouds laugh

in unison

and in joy
do I
sing.

my first
song tonight

to you.
Napolis Apr 2019
Out
of nowhere
from the
first time
we met,

I knew
someday

you
would be
one hundred
and one,
and I would
be one
hundred
and two,

bent to
our knees
in tenderness,
loved in
our hearts
full cirlce,

a sun
eclipsed
in love
over a
moon.

and rainbows
melting
above
our heads,

and gypsy"s
dancing
in our beds.

blame it
on our
youth.

one hundred
and one,

and one
hundred
and two.
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