William Waterway

William Waterway Poems

when it comes to love
I often reflect on Rumi’s love poem:

“The minute I heard my first love story,

From padded window seat inside café
cup of tea warms my hands
cold winds shuffle sidewalk leaves
Two tables away sit two men

The word went out - “For $75 you can take a workshop with Billy.”

High Noon, fifteen of us gather at a table beneath a shade tree near the sea.

The ancient room is austere—walls of faded white paint
floors of variable width lumber—milled locally—years of wear
a long pine table hosts stained patina of many generations
ladder-backed chairs surround—a few spares on the side


From whence rain sprung
tis a mystery
how it flows through all life
from beginning of eternity

one day
of new snow
a lone gray-brown dove
swoops in for a swallow


my eyes devour you – you tease my salivating tongue as it rolls
to fathom your form – the flow of juices anticipate your bitter, your sweet, your sour, your salty, your unami

I contemplate a chew on you

When it comes to football
it's all about the ball
it's got nothing to do with skill
or giving our fans a thrill

Woe, woe, woe, is me
my life such a tragedy
Woe, woe, woe is me
such is my sad, sad history

Yes, we both know, my love
true love is elusive in life's journey
As we seek the ethereal with senses material
we are often fraught with doubt as we fill our hearts

Floating to hither from Nether
comes a message free of tether
It guides along the water way
to navigate by eye far far away

Television news reports
a friend’s brother has died
I telephone his home, a stranger’s voice -
then my friend says “hello”

Across the Nation flies the breeze
carrying a communication from our

Emily, oh Emily, my Emily
how I love thee

for years I read your poems

in a dream I dreamt I saw Nostradamus
watching dream unfold within dream
a long and winding dark cave I did enter
in search of what was lost almost forever

Yes, trust in making this living world a better place
as you share your journey and projects with open heart
only to discover – what is shown to you is false face
hidden beneath sinister selfish layers to discredit your part

Whispering winds will
welcome you
as water's
rising tides

While halfway sleeping and waking
I feel your sensual caress
Your vibrations gently sweeping my face
with the world’s finest lace


Who says is - is not
Who does - is

Who schemes

enter falling rain
receive thousands of kisses
spiritual love

William Waterway Biography

William Waterway (see IMDb under former name - William E. Marks) . Website: www.williamwaterway.com Founder - Martha's Vineyard Poetry Society; Founding publisher of 'Martha’s Vineyard Magazine' and 'Nantucket Magazine'. Both magazines published poetry and had an environmental emphasis. Author of 'History of Wind Power on Martha's Vineyard'; 'The Holy Order of Water, Healing Earth’s Waters and Ourselves' - a philosophical, spiritual, healing book; publisher/editor of 'Water Voices from Around The World'; five articles published in the 'Water Encyclopedia' published by John Wiley & Sons; water essay published by National Geographic in 'Written in Water, Messages of Hope for Earth’s Most Precious Resource'. Poetry has been a part of my life since grade school. While attending Fairleigh Dickinson University I chose to study Creative Poetry as an elective. My poems have been published in various books, anthologies, newspapers, magazines, and Internet sites. I've won several poetry awards, including the World of Poetry Golden Poet Award in 1988 and 1992, and the World of Poetry Gold Medal of Honor. I was inducted into the Homer Honor Society of International Poets in 1992. I've read my poetry, spoken, and performed Native American Flute at: the United Nations; the Temple of Understanding; Conscious Life Expo in Los Angeles; Church Center for the United Nations; United Nations’ International Peace and Ecology Vigil at Central Park's Bandshell; Council for a Parliament of World's Religions in Israel; Book Expo America; New England Conference of Governors; Drew University; University of Lincoln–Nebraska; University of Arizona; Fairleigh Dickinson University; Groundwater Foundation Annual Conference; Lincoln Center; Sundance Film Festival; World Water Day Celebration at the United Nations; World Water Day Film Festival; Florida State University; Southern Illinois University; University of California (Santa Barbara/Berkeley/Los Angeles/Davis) : International Symposium of Aqua Science and Water Resources (simulcast to eleven countries) : National Geographic’s International “Water Is Life” Celebration; World Water Consciousness conference at University of California; A Gathering of Island Poets; Annual Celebration of Pathways Projects Institutes; Martha's Vineyard All-Island Selectmen; Featherstone Center for the Arts, and many other venues. I have visited and researched water in over 15 countries and am involved with documentaries for television, DVD, and theatrical release. My work has been featured in media by: National Geographic; CNN; MSNBC; MVTV; Chronicle TV; Plum TV; CBS; NBC; ABC; NPR; Coast-to-Coast radio; UPI; AP; New York Times; New York Post; AlterNet; Newark Star-Ledger; Care2.com; MaximsNews, and many others. http: //www.mvgazette.com/article.php? 23210 (Ambassador F. Peace Award) https: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=cCd7E5g4fgo (Waterway Cycle Poem) http: //www.thewaterchannel.tv/en/videos/categories/viewvideo/1126/education/water-cycles-new-definition-as-qwaterway-cycleq http: //www.imdb.com/name/nm0548986/resume https: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=9KfQ5LpEm3w (Poem: " Hard Times" ;) https: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=sf0FrhA0ZrE (Poem: Lillies of the Rain) http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=NTFqMxxOypE (Int. Peace & Ecology Vigil) http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=3MB21GGOXck&feature=g-upl&context=G22cc526AUAAAAAAAEAA http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=9KfQ5LpEm3w&feature=g-upl&context=G262d64cAUAAAAAAAiAA http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=cHekW8wi3_0&list=UUMUGykxqtEK_BLNAtTWpspA&index=3&feature=plcp)

The Best Poem Of William Waterway

Love Is A Many Splendored Thing

when it comes to love
I often reflect on Rumi’s love poem:

“The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere,
they're in each other all along.”

and, then, there is Tennyson’s oft-quoted line:

“Tis better to have loved and lost
than never to have loved at all.”

which reminds me of a woman of relatively high society
I recently met in LA
as we sat on her luxurious living room sofa sipping tea –
with downcast eyes – she said to me:

“I’ve never really loved anyone, you know, with
the kind of love you read about and see in movies.
I don’t know why, but true love seems to elude me.
But yet, I still seek love - and I yearn to be loved.”

her voice, lips and eyes held hints of sadness
an inner turmoil perhaps bordering on madness

Her words gave me pause
pause to meditate about loving and being in love
pause to consider the secrets of love

when in high school and afraid to dance
I remember hearing Frank Sinatra sing:
“Love is a Many Splendored Thing”
these lyrics stirred my heart during a new romance
while sitting in my car looking into Judy’s light blue eyes
I turned up the radio and sang along with Frank:

“Love is a many splendored thing
It’s the April rose that only grows
In the early Spring
Love is nature’s way of giving
A reason to be living
The golden crown that makes a man a king

“Once on a high and windy hill
In the morning mist two lovers kissed
and the world stood still
Then your fingers touched my silent heart
and taught it how to sing
Yes, true love’s a many splendored thing”

what is love – is it fulfilling one’s defined passion during the journey –
is it a fleeting fantasy – a mirage that evaporates upon
reaching its destination – a superb source of Madison Avenue revenue –
sublimation of primal energies into lustful synergies

is love a ruse of the Muse to abuse

like loving a particular turn of phrase – an unforgettable melody – a dream –
a cliché such as “love at first sight” – or, “love of awakening to embrace
the wonder of living another day”

I remember a time, when I was in pain - and I became objectively curious –
for pain, I philosophized, may only be felt while we are alive – therefore,
pain serves as an affirmation of our living manifestation

Imagine – imagine being so deeply in love that it is painful

through the pain - I saw and felt a profound beauty surrounding me
beauty imbued with love flowing through every facet of this bewildering creation

so now – when asked about love
I feel I have gathered some wisdom
for love is “a many splendored thing”
limited only by our imagination

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