MY feet bleeding
have walked upon
red roses
Tenderly touching
an echo of my soul
longing for a home
What distance away
in desperation walk
shall I return home?
Far I fear… so far
away beyond the hills
and over the clouds
::01-14-2014::
Category Archives: Love
OVER THE CLOUDS
FORMAL GREETING
MY DEEPEST despair, a formal greeting
Such reasons like pompous meanings
My heart bleeding upon corner stones
Such time until I become seconds
My hands so calloused in meaning
Of feelings, heart, and believing
Tis a frightful way
Regressed living
My cage small in existence
But now is paramount to be
if nothing just for me
A summer breath burning
From flesh–to–boiling–it’s me
::01/13/2014::
MY STORM
VOICE within the gale
speak to me – shudder
soil drench soul – sell
I bind my tongue no-utter
secrets of my shadow-tell
My storm has entered
across a parched land
dust assailed by tear drops
footprints across soul-sand
Let fires burn from my skies
ripping oak and ancient lands
the treasure shall you find
winds, rain, lightning discover…
a heart that’s lost
in space and time…
::01-12-2024::
A PURPLE ROSE
TIME kissed me today
A forked tongue
she bit my soul
into a purple rose
My bee-buzzed
her clover-lip
blood of honey
spice of life…
My skin burned
— love-fire consumes
devouring pleasure
in a snap-tongue
Digging deep
into such pleasure
my life licks
plump lips
between thigh-hips
::01-08-2014::
I CAN ONLY LIVE…
I CAN only live as what I am
even if it hurts you
So sad I am to know
if tears fall upon your face
I will taste them each day
and love life if only for you
I can only live in truth
and my faith believes in me
If it loves me it loves you
I live each day as my last
and I wish the same for you
living each day as my last day
And I hope some day
you willl join me
::01-07-2014::
PASSION BREATH
PASSION breath my love
betray not a one
who beneath my wings
protect I — from life
Lessen your life-winds
less the robin falls
from its high perch
and love nests…
let them remain
within the bosom
of dreams and night
::01-07-2014::
BEAUTY OF WONDER
I TASTED a feeling of wonderment
more than once within a span of life
greatness prevailed human depravity
to hear Beethoven –
Symphony No. 9 in D minor, Op. 125
I tasted a feeling of wonderment
more than once within a span of life
greatness prevailed human ignorance
to understand Einstein –
E-MC2 is not small fare of ingenuity
I tasted a feeling of profound shame
more than once within a span of life
to read of tyranny –
Hitler, Mussolini, Mao, and Pol Pot
Wonderment is a bitter-sweet taste
it holds no-bar the color of bearer
wept we should and must we be in awe
humanity so beautiful yet so horrific!
::01/07/2014::
IF NOT NATURE THEN WHOM?
WHAT does nature whisper
as she flows through your life
a gentle breeze across the fields
bending blade and stem
and you see such grandeur
through a car window
golden fields across deep blue
who loves you if not lovely nature
the lover who never cheats
showing lasting beauty
within her bosom
if not nature then whom?
::01/05/2014::
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