i have walked within your
thunderstorms & broken nails
upon the wood of your maple
casket — makes me sad
called a dove the vulture of
all hearts (oh my)
hauled dirty stares within
the sack of my brain we all
refrain from bruised egos OH HEY
says the middle finger of my MOUTH
you can only lose
what you never had
and i broke nails
trying to pull Jesus
from his Cross//+\\
:: 03.11.2020 ::
i met a poet just today
he greeted me with much
laughter as foreplay
(we seized each other
from brim to toe)
one cried the other sang
a hymn
and at the end we shook
our head contemplating
which the queerer
and stepped away
from our mirror.
:: 09-12-2018 ::
Immaterial – formless;
the imbued by Spirit
and body is more!
That patterns determine
rain, snail and flower
and more by zero
but most by Soul!
And innumerable
Infinities that come
and go!
:: 08-17-2017 ::
SOME! To, as by the DEAD
never the golden chest
of a fragile skin for wintry
winds of deepest space!
And by the dead we rest
when time takes our skin
mostly all saved for the few:
who makes the universe!
All in her beauty!
Minds! And words!
And art! And humanity!
THE INDESCRIBABLE
LOVE OF ALL is
THE ZERO of ETERNAL
B E A U T Y
is life 1.61
:: 06-23-2015 ::
WHEN TIME BEGGED FORGIVENESS
JUST a worn pencil
and my heart
on paper wet by tears!
Dear who knew time
was that thief
that took youth away!
That we accept unwillingly
a cyclical passage of
humanity known as life:
which I refuse by all my heart
Love is unperturbed by time
and never ages, dear.
So, my love for you that timeless
stone you hold within your hand
Keep it near, it is all of me
my loving One!
:: 06-23-2015 ::
WHEN the message
fails away
ought the ink
or paper fade away?
No, I say.
Words have lives
and souls eternally
climbing mountains!
Syntax termed:
immortality!
:: 06-23-2015 ::
What love is without hope?
and nature nurtures
these two! be it winged
or those that walk upon
two; love is by nature
a thing unmatched!
and i died the small death
watching you; walk
toward my heart. I dreamed
the long dream sleeping
until awoken by a touching
softly fluttering butterfly
like your eyes searching my soul.
and then! what space between
lovers like you! and myself
closed upon the seeking lips
confirmed. Love is here,
where we reside, a house of hope
built upon two hearts as one.
:: 02-22-2015 ::
i walk the meadows lovingly
and today chanced upon
a feeling!
and my feet left mortal
ground to fly away!
toward the skies and
love i chased!
was you, oh! always you!
affection mirrored
in that morning dew
allegiance like the hills
and passion, the river
that never remains still!
that love i chased
always devotion,
it be at least like
nature but so more
like you!
:: 02-19-2015 ::
i like it when you whisper
and the world in hushed lips
fallingly desires more.
that you sing while speak,
all within my own heart.
i too fall within you
filled within my soul
you and mine within yours.
i like it when you whisper
and the world wishes too!
to know what madly
soaring hearts say when
the sun sleeps and angels
snore; i too fall within you
you are a part of my soul.
i’d like for you to stay forever!
mostly i like it when you whisper
love within my heart side-by-side
at night within our spooned bed
and the moon smiles and falling
stars wish they had one as you
i like it when you whisper to me.
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