Adore: Poem

Title:Adore 
By: Bruce Hackmann

Oh, to look into your eyes
I, just wonder were you have been
I would love to see you smile
The one: I so want to adore

Natures Hallway: Poem

Title:Natures Hallway
By: Bruce Hackmann

Fresh dirt, crisp leaves, roots of the trees
Climbing the stairways of my life
Raw tranquility in the breeze
I start to forget all my strife

Sail on My Friend: Poem

Title: Sail on My Friend
PoemsbyBruce

What times we had that summer
Journeying around the country side
Sharing precious time together
Wandering through the woods
Looking for that hidden treasure
Crossing the waterways of life
In search of lasting tranquility
Summer fades into fall
All good things come to an end
Sail on my friend

Caregiver: Poem

Title: Caregiver
By: Bruce Hackmann

It's not the fight we would pick

It's not the battle we would wage

But, it is the journey we take without question

Enchantment: Poem

Title: Enchantment 
By: Bruce Hackmann

It took one moment; just a glance
Such mystery and enchantment
Your hair, eyes; off in a trance
Feelings, O' lost, in bewitchment
Lips, your cheek; I took one more glance
I’m charmed; your entrancement

The allure kept calling me back
Soon my heart skipped: when I saw you
My heart n mind fashioned a pack
Pleasure was mine; my fancy grew
For you, passion I did not lack
My soul dreamed, if you only knew

Rapture boiled like never before
Simple visits, we shared our strife
Oh, you are, the one, I adore
When such tragedy struck my life
I became the one you abhor
My heart: you held the carving knife

It all happened
At an Italian Restaurant

Dam Falls: Poem

Title:Dam Falls
Tanka Style
By: Bruce Hackmann

In search of Dam Falls
I hear the sound of rainfall
Cascades make their call
Mossy rock divides the fall
Showering white water, falls

Sable Falls: Poem

Title: Sable Falls
By: Bruce Hackmann

The lush life, of my life
You secretly call
I kneel before your rife
I watch, your water: fall

Bond Falls: Poem

Title: Bond Falls
By: Bruce Hackmann

Your beauty on display, for all who seek
Rolling rugged ways, feed your splendor
Walking boundaries; listening to you speak
Awaiting your seduction; heart ready to render

At your peak, so serene
Bursts of crystal, as you fall
Deafening sound; O’ the queen
Beauty on display: From your earthly wall

Power House Falls: Poem

Title: Power House Falls
By: Bruce Hackmann

By the abandoned Power House
Sits a pretty little waterfall
Black slate as sparkling water dowse
The rambling river sings at nightfall

Bonanza Falls: Poem

Title: Bonanza Falls
By: Bruce Hackmann

Oh, the godsend that I came upon
Taking in your brawny boon
I rejoice in the resplendence
Of your well formed, earthiness 

River rock and water on display
Powerfully built with earths treasures
I witness trees so green; sky so blue
Solidly display your magnificence

Babbling Brook

Black Slate Falls: Poem

Title: Black Slate Falls
By: Bruce Hackmann

This waterfall was a tough find
So, I made it a rough write
Presented in a rough way
I rambled like the river

Hope you enjoy

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Logging roads
Snowmobile trails
Not on the map

I thought I was lost
Thank god for GPS

Northern Michigan at its Crest
Next to the rabbit ear
Lost in the wilderness

Walking along Slate River
A scattering of cascades
Nature at it’s best
I thought I was blessed

A remote wild river named Slate
On it’s way to Lake Superior

Water so clear
It didn’t even look deep
Sights of brook trout
I’m ready to eat

Cascading scores so serene
The smell of nature so pristine
Watching water pour over the shallow stairs

A lone boulder on the slate
What a beautiful site
Such natural beauty
My heart came to seek

Seemed like a mile
Walking the river wild
Rolling little falls around every bend
God blessed me with a smile

In the days if your roof had slate
It was probably harvested from this slate

Wonderful short stepping drops
Along my hike

God gave me this walk
So, I could dream

Wagner Falls: Poem

Title: Wagner Falls
By: Bruce Hackmann

So resonating
Cascading sound crashing down
Tranquility; as the moment stood still
Terraced falls added to the score
Thundering, ever so peacefully

So picturesque
Hemlocks and Hardwoods surround
The beauty; with the curtain of crystals
Precipitous character so serene
Wagner Falls, unveils its elegance

Quartzite Falls: Poem

Title: Quartzite Falls
By: Bruce Hackmann

In the middle of nowhere, I find you
I have been looking for love
How do I explain the feelings
It’s like you fell from heaven above

Your majestic beauty
Is planted in the earth
For all to fall, in love
But, I want you alone

Alone, to feel your ecstasy
Your rapture surrounds me
Your voice takes me to heaven
Your waves flow to my heart

Everyone, is in search of you
But, now we are: alone

Seashell Splendor: Poem

Title: Seashell Splendor
By: Bruce Hackmann

Bursting bubbles spray their beautiful bouquet
With each crashing wave to the shore.
As the beachcomber combs the bay
In search of treasures to adore

Washed to the sandy shore the ocean roar
The rhythmic tide plays it's musical score
Seashells decorate with their color and form
Sunlight, sand, and seahorses ready to perform

Auger, Turkey Wing, and Tooth Shells collect to play the strings
Sea Urchins, Buttercup and Fan Shell fill the percussion
Tulip, Junonia, and Fig Shells assemble as woodwinds
The Queen and Crown Conch gather as the brass

Thousands of Coquina, Pen, and Clam Shells join the ensemble
Searching,  I take my place as their Conductor

I feel the musical pulse of the performers
Waves and wind control the metrical rhythms
We play till my soul reaches it's crescendo
Leaving the symphony now my heart feels such sorrow

I treasure this orchestra; to be apart of something so great
People question the treasures; they see, I don’t take
What I see with my ears and eyes
I gather all the treasures one could find

I love their beautiful sonata, ‘Seashell Splendor’

Beachcomber: Poem

Title: Beachcomber
By: Bruce Hackmann

Wind of the sea, tell me a tale:

“There is a wanderer that walks the shore
Gathering items I’ve brought from the ocean floor
The drifter will stop to take in my fresh sea breeze
They look around, surf, sand, and sun in the Keys

The forager will poke and prod at the pieces I’ve delivered
Exploring the many treasures I’ve washed ashore to be considered
The gatherer kneels in the sand as the surf swirls
Searching for gems and jewels or some precious pearls

The scrounger on their hands and knees scurried through the sand
I like to send’em a nice comber wave to see them stand
The accumulator wasn’t finding any treasures on this side of the bay
So I mustered a big wave to send this beachcomber on his way”

A New Day: Poem

Title: A New Day
By: Bruce Hackmann

As I recall the details

From the sounds of midnight silence, it all started to bloom 

Birds greeted the dawn with their new song

Lapping of the waves softly kissed the shore

As the white pines whispered sweet nothings in my ear

The coo of the Mourning Dove calling it's mate

My eyes witnessed the birth of a new day

As the midnight mist evaporated off the lake

Rays from the sun stretched to the earth

Flowers basked in the glow of the dawn

The morning sky colored my world

As the scent of pine mingled with the morning dew

It was a glorious birth of a new day

Lust: Poem

Title: Lust
Poems by Bruce

When I sense your presence
I feel an unquenchable desire
Looking into your eyes I lust for your essence
My heart couldn’t race any higher

Your lips so full and luscious
Like a piccolo they sparkle with brilliance
Your lips on mine so precious
The kiss would feel the resplendence

The curvature of your thighs so elegant
Like a fiddle so sweet and sensual
Touching your skin would be so decadent
Fingers caressing your thighs so sexual

Your breast so warm and tender
Like a harmonica playing pleasure and joy
My tongue would dance to hear your tenor
I feel your ecstasy; why are you so coye

My Inamorata, My Love: Poem

Title:  My Inamorata, My Love
By: Bruce Hackmann

My love
My Inamorata
My heart is here for you

The style of your grace; my heart would sing
My sweetheart
I'd pour my affection over you; If you were mine
My sweetheart

My heart is here for you to take
Hold me, hold me close, my darling

With stars in your eyes; my heart would shine
My sweetheart
I'd pour my love over you; If you were mine
My sweetheart

With your kiss I feel the blush of wine
Hold me, hold me close, my darling

The sparkle of your smile; my heart would melt
My sweetheart
I'd pour passion over you; if you were mine
My sweetheart

Hold me, hold me close, my darling
My heart is here for you to take

With your open arms; my heart is yours
My sweetheart
I’d pour myself over you; If you were mine
My sweetheart

My heart is here for you
My Inamorata
My love

Golden Tress: Poem

Title: Golden Tress
By: Bruce Hackmann

I dream of golden days
Touching your waves of crystal
Oh, how one counts the ways
Spring air makes it so wistful

Radiance of warmth, who is the one
With luminous waves of such finesse
Light may seem to stream from you the sun
But, I bask in the glow of her golden tress

Touched by the Sea: Poem

Title: Touched by the Sea
By: Bruce Hackmann

Summertime rainbows
Sea stars on the ocean floor

Treasures of the shore

Fragile sand dollar petals
Share their splendor with the world

My Heart Recalls: Poem

Title: My Heart Recalls
By: Bruce Hackmann

The simplicity of the moment
The smile when you walked in
The gentle conversations
The instant my heart would flutter

My heart recalls

The joy you would bring to my life

Chasing Waterfalls: Poem

Title: Chasing Waterfalls
By: Bruce Hackmann

With each beat of my heart I climb your stairs
With each step of the stairway my body feels the surge
The anticipation of your majestic beauty
Starts to fill my soul

It’s like seeing someone you believe in
I am mesmerized by your presence
You are powerful and strong

The fragrance of the fresh zephyr carries your perfume
Your cascading score showers me with romance
I am enraptured by your riveting song

Your rustic beauty
Your unyielding power
Your calming aroma
Your captivating melody
All surrounds me with your love

As I walk away I no longer hear your roar
But, your spirit still fills my soul

Raven Tress: Poem

Title: Raven Tress
By: Bruce Hackmann

Oh, The raven tress
Her head on my shoulder
That flows to her dress
I just want to hold her

Starry midnight eyes
That lifts me to the sky
The pale moonlight sighs
Softly our lips nigh

The tender light
That graces her smile
Let’s forth her spright
Her kiss of pirate style

Thy Flowing Dress: Poem

Title: Thy Flowing Dress
By: Bruce Hackmann

She walks the beach, oh so peaceful
Even cloudy days ye beauty shine
Waves of crystal makes me wistful 
Thy flowing dress enwraps my shrine

By the ocean on a velvet breeze
Golden threads tenderly brush thy cheek
Ye porcelain skin touched by the seas
Such deep beauty, the treasure I seek

O'er her face
Above thine eyes
How sweet thou place
Bright waves of golden skies

Wind of the Sea: Poem

Title: Wind of the Sea
By: Bruce Hackmann


Wind of the sea, I hear you wail
Wind of the sea, how did I fail
My love has left me
Simply let me go
All of your howling, just let me be
She said, she had to go

Sun light on the beach
Darkness fills my heart
Ocean roaring, why do you preach
Path to my love now has no chart
How do I keep walking …
I don’t want to part

I hear you blowing

I feel the storm

You can stop now

For I know

The gales won’t bring her back to me

Sanibel Poem

Prose for you
Title: Sanibel
By: Bruce Hackmann

As I walk Sanibel and think of you
I watch the grains of sand rush to the shore
Just like the blood to my heart