About The Blog

Arthor Journer is my pen name.
"Arthor" comprises "art" + "Author" while "Journer" defines the journey that I was on and continue to travel.
In this blog is the emotional byproduct of this journey.

"Rites of Art" is the title because it is my "writes" of passage.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Forever Finding You




Yes I would follow you until the end of the rainbow
Even if there be no rare riches or pot of gold
For the love we share is far more valuable than metal
It is precious and certainly cannot be contained in any kettle
Even if I cannot hear your voice or see your beautiful face
My heart can sense where you are by the drops of grace
And when the storm clouds disappear surrendering to blue
I will be found for I will forever be finding you
Yes I would follow you until the end of the sky
Even if there were no wings or winds on which to ride
For the love we share is far greater than air
It is uniquely wondrous and infinitely rare
Even if I cannot tastes you sweetness or your touch feel
My soul can sense where you are and that you are real
And when darkness shrouds the heaven’s blue
I will be found for I will forever be finding you

My Forever Wife




My hands are anxious to hold your hands
For my forever wife my forever best friend
My heart wants to hold you for the love is true
And a feeling a fulfillment I can’t feel with anyone but you
My lips want to taste your sweetness like precious wine
For it is intoxicating to both spirit and mind
My ears long to hear the melody of your words
For it is more melodious than any sound I have heard
My skin wants to feel the tenderness of your touch
For there is no other sensation I enjoy as much

Drops of Reign




I rain saturating the thoughts on your brow
Dripping into your veins flowing to your heart
I reign on the highest cloud on the tip of your bow
Standing sturdy giving confidence through your dark
I rein restraining the onslaught of battlement from the enemy
Protecting your delicate spirit from being torn apart

Passing Ships Gentle Sips


She had eyes of salacious sapphire
They were as cool as ice yet burnt like fire
Her hair was like strands of sunlight
They would wrap themselves around me foretelling my plight
We met on a beach on a cloudy day
She hypnotized my will and swallowed everything I could say
There was little sun and yet there was no rain
The seas were calmed and the winds’ sighs were in vain
Our talk was not significant yet our words were stones
We built bridges and constructed what would be our home
We laughed and our armor and fences were unfurled
Our word dance made it a sunny delightful world
We talked about our baggage and journeys traveled
Our symphony made all defenses mute and unraveled
Time was short yet lasted an eternity
There were others around us yet we were solitary
We did not eat and did not drink
But we were fed by the things we would say or think
Although this jewel started with a gentle hi
A day like no other and would end with a simple bye

Impotent Potential


Paltry psalms in the halls of empty souls
Quandary of qualms flattens the brains hills and knolls
Rivers winds through the currents that rage
Winds wander between the lines of every page
Separable sepulchers house the remains of forgotten dreams
Memorable memoirs fade like the light of a child’s eye’s gleams
Castigated castaways stranded on islands surrounded by oceans
Resolved resolutions armed with vaulted emotions
Squandering my squalor as time contours a smooth surface
Yet I am taught lessons to win this race
Palpable palates anxious for the next breath’s taste
Query of quarries leaves found memories erased
Rains rejoinder to appease the prosecutor’s reign
Whispers wield sharp tongues that inflict injury and pain
Stilted stilts still maintain their strength and their guard
Mellow melee of passion erupts in my menial heart
Congested conjectures reverberate in the lonely dark caves
Reproved repose offers gentle pleas to save
Straining my strands to the maximum tensile strength
Yet I am stretched in height depth and length

I Know Where I Am But I Am Still Lost


Through water’s crest and the ocean’s ebb
Enticed by the fullness of her breasts
Caught in her tangled sticky web
Failing to recognize the series of tests
No defenses or remedy do I have in my arsenal
Can only wave a white flag and bow
Entranced by the words that have tunneled
Captured forced to kneel and loyalty avow
Through rains torrent and the sun’s scorching heat
Enchanted by the sparkle in her eye’s glint
Clutched in her twisted pounding heartbeat
Hypnotized by the fantasy’s hints
No shield or armor do I have to protect
Can only lay my will and wishes at her shoes
Enthralled by the sexy configuration of her neck
Clasped in the melody that her hips moves
Through the wind’s words and the night’s enveloping caress
Entwined by the rhythm of her vespers
Confined in her amalgam of affection she expressed
Listening to every note her soul whispers
No moat or force-field do I have at my disposal
Can only succumb and force my heart to concede
Engraved by the alluring frame of her proposal
Capsized in her storm I drown in the waves of her seas

If


If each grain of sand was a symbol of love
I would love you like an infinite number of beaches
If each star blessed our oneness from above
I would love you as far as each heaven reaches
If each drop of water was a love token
I would love you like a million seas
If each paper contained every love spoken
I would love you like an infinite orchard of trees