For a Single Word

Keeping my heart for a single word,

I still move silently in the orbit of your days.

Confiding nothing, only silence is heard,

breaking the illusion of trust, I reveal my secrecy.

And I know I must, in the changing of ways,

while confidence is betrayed so easily.

Forever observed by unknown eyes,

words are secretly spoken, a sentence passed

Beyond judgement and the constant lies,

trust is greater than reputations so easily burned.

The tired web of consequences is widely cast,

and filled with painful lessons learned.

You encourage my heart dear friend,

you friend, who would judge me so severely.

You know me so well, I too often offend,

being the careless, unthinking creature that I am.

Yet I care for you still and love you secretly,

I'll have shared with you all that I can.

From night until the break of dawn,

my dreams consume me there, hour by hour.

Never once is every thought of you gone,

nor would I have it so, lest I lose myself entirely.

My heart won't let go this sweetest flower,

in the hope dreams might set me free.

Brian Francis Hudon

April 18, 2017

As Bold as Love

Alone in much quiet uncertainty,

I can find rest in sleeping and dreaming.

How to be all they I think I must be,

and I discover time for the person I once was.

Hidden wounds find eventual healing,

while love gives a reason to pause.

I must know beauty in what I see,

in myself and a heart and the truth of me.

Of hands that give so much, so freely,

I am afraid, for being so bold by such caring.

Yet there is one that my heart sets free,

ever smiling at my care free daring.

The shy one always looking down,

there's no need to apologize or say sorry.

In so many emotions I might drown,

or might embrace the tide to find a new heart.

I barely remember that night so starry,

yet I remember, it does not depart.

Such a reveal would leave us bare,

unveiled, before a world's watchful eyes.

So often now life is cruel and unfair,

yet we find hope for ourselves, in each other.

As the sun always shines in fairer skies,

we might always find one another.

Brian Francis Hudon

April 17, 2017