Poem: Two Hearts

She found her heart one day beneath an old sweater
That was lost in the attic of her yesteryear
Collecting dust of memories long forgotten
She took it back for want of love that she found pure

Across the sea
4000 miles
Another heart did beat

In a young man
Whose love for her
Would make their lives complete

Together they would rule the world
Two hearts, one love intwined
To share this blessing they have found
Heaven on earth, defined

Holding hands in the park
sipping wine after dark
They were married last spring

Now, they live happily by the ocean in a unique home which he built out of several shipping containers. She’s a thriving romance novelist, writing from her office which opens to a courtyard garden, in the center of their house. Together, they share stories in real time – a day in the lives of two dreamers who took a chance to embrace true love.

The best is yet to come. Believe.

© 2021 Phil Perkins



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More Poetry

Saying Goodbye To A Ghost

Simple themes on a canvas –
on the wind, a transient cloth
Like a dream or ghost in my heart.

A weight of emotional scale –
From equilibrium, light rises to dissipate
An apparition of appreciable bearing.

In likeness absent chamber –
A transcendent mirage, untimely and apart
Goodbye my beautiful little ghost.

© 2021 Phil Perkins


Modified photo from unsplash.com.

Short Story: She’s A Dream

Based on a recent comment I made on the web site of a friend, I wrote this short story this morning. Entitled, She’s A Dream, I hope that you’ll enjoy reading it.


I rested on a tropical sandy cay, comfortable in a low seat with my bare feet in warm, shallow water. Small waves carried the tranquil and continuous rhythm of ocean currents on shore, breaking into sand and drowning in retreat.

With a cooling but mild summer breeze rustling palm fronds through the trees on shore behind me, I dreamed I heard a British woman from the past – Clementine – sounding a conch shell from a hillside in the distance.

I was at peace as the sun grew old, slowly dropping from the sky, setting colors of gold, orange and peach in brilliant illumination across scattered clouds on the horizon. Then, on the edge of time, sunlight refracted through a level plane in the ocean, casting a bright, blinding green flash!

Moments passed into minutes, until my sight returned. And, then I saw her – the silhouette of a beautiful woman slowly walking along the shoreline in my direction. Long, flowing hair wafting on thermals, hips swaying slightly with each casual step, I could tell that she wasn’t very tall, and watched closely as she approached.

She was barefoot with a lovely figure, suntanned, wearing a bikini top and fishnet skirt, and also wore a small diamond piercing on her nose. Immediately, I was drawn to the most beautiful pair of brown eyes I’d ever seen…she was a goddess!

I was captured by a vision of her beauty, when suddenly she spoke –

Hello my dear friend, Phil. How are you today?

What?! I’d never seen this woman before – though very much wish that I had. Who was she? I was on a remote tropical island in the Caribbean… At that moment, a small coconut detached from a palm tree, dropping on my head and knocking me to the ground.

When later I regained my senses, I was alone and realized that she was only a dream.

© 2021 Phil Perkins

Modified header photo from unsplash.com.

Mountains And Monuments

Mountains of a magnitude many times mightier than the monuments of man. Landscapes larger than life. And so we dream, aspire and build.

– Phil Perkins

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