Love is
the most
gentlest
of tears
A soulSlip
of comfort
for all
tender hearts
The kindest
friend of all
:: 01-20-2015 ::
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LOVE IS (II)
THE ROYAL VISITOR
Today a royal visitor
made it’s way into
my home;
upon its entrance
I knew its Soul.
And now the marriage
of feeling — it holds
the tender hands of
its Bride, Emotion.
:: 01-20-2015 ::
THAT BROKEN WHEEL I SHALL MEND
That broken wheel I shall mend
if like a leaf that grew
to touch the sky
I should fall back in time
when summer turns to Fall
like the withered leaf
And like the waves
that crash against the shore
so my life like pebbles
no thing is unmovable
not even time
And tides bid well
when they return to sea
taking a bit of me
So I mend the broken wheel
of my tumultuous life
:: 01-20-2015 ::
I, TOO, SHALL GO
AND where does
love go
When upon the last
ember of life
a lover sheds
her golden cord
and takes flight
I call you, sweet face
By day and not just night
and between the moments
where two knees do fall
And too, I go! There!
upon the waves of
eternal love
:: 01-20-2015 ::
CHASING FAIRIES
AND when feathers
touched my face
I did well upon
grayish skies
Upon stormy nights
as heaven opened
but denied my soul.
And pain comes upon
sheets of forgetful
promises
i placed my mortal
feet upon Luna
and pushed aside;
what I do well.
I did well, when
walking through the
forest and chased
the fairies across
the golden line
and found my soul;
their land seems
phantasmagoric
(unlike mine)
:: 01-17-2015 ::
PIGSKIN SUITCASE
Climb –>
so high, climb!
across the culture
and dividing line
(of religions)
What I have seen
is so noble!
Fortunately we have
pigskin suitcases
–> watertight
beating within
our bursting chests
I saw an angel
she blew me a kiss!
:: 01-17-2015 ::
SUMMER-CREAM BEAUTY
SHE imposed;(and who wants
to love)and summer creamed
it’s beauty, with it’s warmth.
That’s when I saw she had a smile
to bring the sun down to Earth
and I love her!
That’s when the moon (I saw the oceans rise)
spoke; I’ve been doing nothing so close to
nothing so let’s dance
and we (I think I love her) danced across the
stars // she trills my lonely soul
it’s something about how she ate the dark cloud
above my heart and I said,
‘I think I love you.”
Love’s so cool, begs for nothing
just gives me pink roses
and the rolling hills of passion–I feel!
This is the first time (and babies cry)
give me the milk ofLove!
(I think ILove you!)
:: 01-17-2015 ::
THE IMAGINARY DREAMLIKE LEAPING
The imaginary DREAM-like leaping
page from page of static moments
i bit the felt-tip pen of god’s
creative hand and the golden
drops of his timeFlesh bled
into my EyeChasm pools
Consciousness is WingBird
without feathers beating
eternity into a meal
that mortalBEING mouths
devour
:: 01-11-2015 ::
MASCARA SMEARS
WE walk upon the lemon slice
like-Earth spinning dish
a garnish upon our plate
a heart full of pie
and i love your face
it makes mascara smear
when i taste your heart
oh, moon like a drop
of caught tears!
i crushed you there
in my fist,
and on top of day
i forgot your name
when i taste your heart
it makes mascara smear
Oh well, oh yeah
it’s an open space
oh no, oh my
i died forgiving
just two hands upon
a wooden cross
and mascara smears
:: 01-11-2015 ::
BEYOND A TINY DOOR
today i met death
beyond a tiny door
just a few steps
away from the dream
and you looked
through the window
i saw you scream
with your halo
dancing upon your head
i’m now home all alone
and brimstone sings
“she’s still alive,
all in white and you
the eternal darkness”
i sleep fitfully tonight
the worst part of days
but i play alongside
oh, yeah my fears
and i touch your skin
makes me shiver god
and why oh hell yeah
why am i still alive
hey, oh my, your halo
lights up the night
i’m just beyond
a tiny door
:: 01-09-2015 ::
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