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

Roaring River:Poem

A Night Such as This: Poem

Title: A Night Such as This
By: Bruce Hackmann

As I took your hand
We walked to the shore
We could still hear the band
Beach sand was our floor

Her well formed figure swayed to the tide
Darkness surround with a diamond laced sky
Curvaceous moves had us in stride
With each lapping wave you held your dress up to your thigh

Bodies together in an erotic move
Hips swaying to the sultry moon
Sounds of the waves and music in groove
Lost in seduction we could feel the swoon 

Your kiss so luscious 
The moment so enchanting 
Your curves so voluptuous
It was all so alluring 

One could only dream of such passion 
Dancing on the midnight shore ...
On a night such as this

Babbling Brook .

Rivers Edge Poem

Rolling River

Roaring River

Rambling River

Babbling Brook Poem

Rivers Bend

Rivers Edge: Poem

I was doing some video work for some of my poems at the Ocqueoc Falls near Rogers City, Michigan. I have a poem called Rivers Bend and I changed it a little and titled it Rivers Edge here and add in the Odawa Indian name.

Title: Rivers Edge

By: Bruce Hackmann 

The winding river softly flows 

As the eagle glides on the wind

With each twist n turn the river goes 

While the brook trout swims around the bend

The wandering river carefully circulates

As the turtle crawls back to the stream

With each curve n curl the river percolates 

While the Mallard floats around midstream 

The roving river rolls along

As the deer drinks from the river’s edge

With each zig n zag the river is strong

While the beaver sits on the rocky ledge 

The meandering river flows through the forest 

As the Chief of the Odawa stands ... by The Rivers Edge