Waking Wanting

Seems a common attribute

in the life of a man, a woman,

a dog, a pet, cat, animal in the wood.


We are all seemingly looking,

wishing, imagining, decisions made

upon what feels right,

what it is that speaks to our being

in the moment.


In the quiet of a soft rain,

we would recall her smile,

the water dripping off a

stylish rain jacket, hood,

one he knew she might wear

on a glorious summer afternoon,

and still,

his heart would beat,

at the beauty cast within his eyes.


Oh to know the true grace behind elegance

is to cast off the misnomers,

those shadows sought in silence.


Instead we could have a sigh,

just our own,

meant for no one else,

she might take note,

except we would suggest,

of the love her grace

will offer his own

peace of mind.


We might wander when

love’s shadow becomes our own.


© Scott F Savage 2019


A Walk Inside Conversation

I found my quiet on a rainy night,

windows crying a typical why,

my mind reeling with a wondering eye

what might her words tonight underly.


I cannot predict a tear

doesn’t matter really where,

a moment in time suspend

my eyes become water no end.


I wish I might understand mystery

what gives claim to such trickery,

the mental health of passion speak

only when our lives in love do peak


Today I wandered inside sweet memory

finding solace in my own vulnerability.

© Scott F Savage 2019

When Once We Could Fly

We heard a soft sound,

a beckoning whisper

hers is a sweet lullaby

simple and free.


We knew life so abound

our every move, a stir

in a quiet, hushed rhapsody

of love, you and me.


Oh to capture the truth in such melody

To know our hearts our passion a remedy


We knew would be our albatross

a slow and stirring flight

through foggy nights,

and morning autumn breeze.


We cried a tear as emotions cross

yet still winds of passion fight,

forever this our lover’s plight,

we could, might know its gentle ease.


Oh to capture the truth in such melody

to know our hearts, a love speak sensuality.

Wish Might Believe

Wish we believe the sentiment we express,

the humanity of obligation,

the thrill of matrimony,

the tools of taking action.


Wish we believe love is real,

such is the passion of our appeal

that journey,

a mountain seeking such valley.


Wish we believe in our heart,

the validity of a soul

drawn inside a world so

filled with strength and desire.


Wish we believe our love is true,

no obstacle might step inside,

a dream, a natural travel

beyond the realm of mechanics.


Wish we believe such is the elegance

of knowing a person so deeply

that nothing, nothing at all,

can interfere with such Grace.


Wish might believe, we, I do

Wish might believe! i do …

Sweet Resilience

We do live a testing ground,

a question of compassion,

a drive toward some genuine



We are within the world clear

if when the fog lifts we find

some peace in our giving

state of mind.


When last I spoke to harmony

the melody soothe my soul

I could dance alone in the street

without conscious reflection


We are within the world clear

when love we know is held dear.