O, my sweet summer falling with the color
that brings changing seasons
of thunder-calling the letters
by nature written there upon
the land of parks! I read your poem
of love
upon my walk,
neatly written
upon dry parchment-leaf
my sweetest summer,
I loved you
and now my mistress — autumn comes!
you, with fire entwined within
your hair — she, that masterpiece
of brilliant changing color!
:: 10-05-2014 ::
little-voice my biggest
tender tiny heart-Fire
burn my lipSoul when
all my words — sleeping
I tuck them beneath
the country-prose of
my land of living words
my little voice, tenderly!
within the hands I write
I hold your flowerHeart
and scribe the love within
the land of living words
and remain forever yours,
my living word!
:: 10-05-2014 ::
where, my ‘lost’
should
choose to hide?
when my ‘lost’
gained
the hand I tried
so tried to hold
it left (or died?)
where my ‘lost’
shall I run?
the memories
of love
or the new ones
of pain and shadow
if I run (and I should)
toward the sun
what fires but that
to cleanse my soul!
:: 10-05-2015 ::
my fear-tiny
feet patter in Side
tinyMe that room
alone and Me
my handFace
slapping fear-
hating me longer
distaste my fear
King–my costly
wasteful weakness
:: 10-05-2014 ::
Blood, that prince
a lover for all,
deeply within
the bleeding life!
Today, like me
I walked there
beyond the way
toward the river
a babbling heart!
And sat upon
(and I did)
a rock watching my Prince
deeply within life!
:: 10-05-2014 ::
Lately i’ve come to know
the meaning of dis-so-low
bringing up my daisies
where ever i go driving
along turnpike desert bloom
inside my traffic heart
i got a ticket just for
speeding toward the end
where every crash-car ends
heavy foot crazy jaw-bit love
riding inside my jalopy car
burning smelling wheel cart
speeding straight toward
your beautiful turnpike
i stop to smell the bloom
and daisy-crazy pushing up
i got a ticket just for
speeding toward the end
where every crashCar ends
i never saw the policeSoul
chasing my jalopy car down
my burning smelling wheelCar
now i’m singing of dis-so-low
igniting inside my cadmium car
and i got a ticket just for
smelling your beautiful turnpike
i stopped to smell the bloom
while i die within my cadmium dreams
:: 10-06-2014 ::
and love! that windless —
stillness
amber-gel
breathless
by King by Queen
rule the rook
and pawn’s tears
soil the time-frame
O’er dirt and flower!
moon too and sun
across the chess board
the courtship by Avalon
by spring fall tenderly
gossamer/rose bud lips!
:: 10-05-2014 ::
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