Monthly Archives: October 2015

A HUMAN I’LL NEVER BE

I am a painter. I am a poet.
I am a dreamer and a soul.
It’s not my choice but just
proclivity of God’s mind.

So I weep for all painters
and poets (and it’s so hard
to be unkind) and everything
is just the way it seems.
The world sings to me,
“Sir, sit down and have
a drink” and I weep.

And somewhere within your
mind you say:
“a human I’ll never be”

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FAR DEPARTED SWEET HUNGER

WHAT glory if it falls
from clouds or
from amongst trees?
The sky — immortal
leaf!
is where
i left my romantic heart
breathing hushingly
sweet words of life!
o’ burning point of sun
caressing wind
i am entitled to think
i gave you a flower
when we loved
the far-departed
sweet hunger of life
And stars and moons!
the many things and
which die — my steps
to seek your heart
are gentle words
and fair lady i am
the music within you
the dreams of life
we continue to live
again and then again!

:: 10042015 ::


IF BY MOON OR LIGHT

IF by moon or light
of love’s eyes
if it may be so
brilliance’s love
by love’s only soul
by love and so
by brilliant wishes
of forever love
If by noon or night
of lover’s soul
if it may be so
by brilliant love
by lost love forever
i never lost
within my heart
IT is my soul!

:: 10042015 ::


I’M OLD FASHION

Within the mist of time
within the wish of hearts
within the mesh of minds
i’ve tried to show you
love and soul
Far below, a warble sings
the singing feathered heart
of distinct ecstasy
and when we dance.
nature is high up where
faith as fashion climbs
and earth upon a point
warbles within your hand
like a bird that sings.
(i use to say my soul
was salvation i saw
the angels of this dance
and i’m old fashion…)
if i say i love you and
love buys your soul
will you dance as angels
fall from heaven into
our hearts? I see moving
life wheel fashion and
i say i love you
dear, i’m still in
love with you!

:: 10042015 ::


BY THE MOON

PUT to sleep my dreams
and give me familiarity
send to me a ferocious
phenomenon of 1920s
where i find myself
where i find myself
again . . .
an age of dramatic call
of social and political
change — i prayed
i knew what i did
so many years ago
i became what i am
a gigantic uvula
of perturbed gesticulation
 of all the faces passing by
i’ve no choice but to follow
bright lights, people, and the
moon at night  and what i do
is so wrong; you’ll never
hear my feet or my presence
in the sharp fang of my teeth
I could never show my face
at noon and you’ll only see
me walking at night by a moon
I’ve a face unrevealed
  and the hands of a priest
while i stalk you  feeling
how trapped i’m in this life
like an innocent lamb
always walking by the light
of the moon;  i’m the face
of a sinner and have no shape
while the moon hangs over you
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DANCING WITH MEMORIES

WIDEST memories a saddest smile
why the world grins three smiles
into a dead house within saddest eyes
why are there soldiers of my heart
here with the dead dancing
with the invisible ones; i say
no word can hold them here
a falling broken wing striding
after gliding massacre tonight
did we laugh) and we dance
like we’ll dance for freedom
and joy within hands too quick
and a mouth in too much anguish
forming a form of protest
with fresh faces and another
love another torture chamber
dancing with their mothers
dancing with their fathers
and working the machine
of life in words of “what
else can I do?” we dance
with invisible ones
One day laughing not(saying
the world may be too big)
holding one tiny this
with time And thinking
of your armor

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WITHIN THE FIELDS OF BARLEY

IF you remember me
come a little further
— why be afraid
touch me and take
my love across fields
of barley And within
my arms you fell
my love and forgot the
sun in her jealous sky
(and promises believe
that anything which
has ever been thought
can never spoil this
or a forever thought)
if you remember me
and love stay and
gaze awhile if you
stay so be my love
and forget the sun
within her jealous sky

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GABRIEL SINGS TONIGHT

THE words of angels
say: “we all have times
within our lives when things
may not be going well…”
and an angel falls from
heaven with each rain drop
to guide it to its place
and golden moments within the
stream of life rush past us
and gratitude is our most
direct link to God and
the angels //so sing
glory unto us

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AMOROSO

AMOROSO now that i have
found you within
a shade of your smile
i am caballero
glitter-bug
i am an ocean
moving sand and earth
for you
i am inamorato
for you
sun burns dark side
the quiet fears of love
flow through me
and i lie here for you
burning for you
and the blood assassin
passing on eating dreams
in nighttime fall
and your love flows
through me
and i burn for you

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WE ARE OBSESSED

We are obsessed
(we are)
with pretending.
Always showing another face;
And so am I.

Then let’s remove the masks.
And run far and wide away-
(I’ll leave my keys in the door)

You were always
(we are)
the different one too cool.
To care is saying nothing
aside from a comment on the weather

So we are.

And when I consider love
you are faultless in your ways
and I walk toward you with a rose
and through the opened gates of
your heart.

Behind my back i hold sweet dreams
I’ll paint you the sun across your heart
that shines forever and a day;
the love an emerald cut with truncated
corners of our hearts.
I shall show how the flowers bloom
and how your soul unstartled by
narrow steps of this dream
recovers the moon within your eyes

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