i better gather
falling tears
in mid-air
a thumbnail
gently places
the weeped sorrow
than screaming
returning home
I am better gathered
into bunches of
bundled love;
more-so than tears
that have hit the floor
:: 03-14-2015 ::
Category Archives: #love
About Tears
Love & Spring
my sweet Spring voice!
throated blue-jay
sing! What sound
when the voice of
that woman i
dearly love!
:: 03-08-2015 ::
POST MORTEM GRIN
i love the silence you give me
so still and quiet
contemplating your situation,
so appreciated! And you
haven’t said a word
— forever
ever! i saw your eyes;
coins kept in place
any opportunity for you
to see! A pity. But lovely
how the stitches crawl
up toward your heart
keeping promises forever
oh, um, forever sewn
like it’s so much grief
a life cut short by disease
we can scientifically call
fucking life.
yeah. YEAH! And you
and Mozart decompose
the score of a thing
called purple life
it’s only me so don’t cry
and you smell…formaldehyde
but your lips still grin
:: 03-08-2015 ::
The Romantic Synthetic
i touched a flower
on Glisse 49
the sun was distant
but not so much
as the home of my blood;
my Earth gave to me.
It hurt
but the flower soothed
the circuits
of my heart
my humanity
is a gift by Man
but my Soul
by The Creator of All!
:: 03-08-2015 ::
A HUNDRED POEMS – LXXXIII
Brilliance perhaps comes
between fall and winter
what other time
that love marches — Spring!
A blind sight brings
perhaps black shard-thoughts
what banks my feet stood,
hearts feeding doves!
Dear love — awaits
feeding human fawn
there beyond the horizon
divinity speaks!
I tripped — a small rock
what soul slides —> me
i almost spoke to us/me
and love is-was all I need!
The material worth lost
reflecting our congress
We pass, what stays?
It’s easy; all of love!
:: 07-10-2014 ::
rev: 03-102-15 ::
Elements of Nature
AND shadows shout!
AND fog like muffled cries
obscuring life-like carnivals
when all lights sleep!
:: 05-16-2014 ::
The Dinner Plate
the dinner plate
is quite empty
i sit here
contemplating
quietly awaiting
a meal for my soul
and thoughts
as clean as porcelain
invade me
the clarity of my mind
fed me!
:: 03-10-2015 ::
LIKE ANYONE WORTHY
i am like anyone; so hungry
a flesh by soul so flattered
by your smiles
i’m simply undone
by your unfastening
my simple heart
and you are my undone
I cry a tear
like diamond
and scatter my tender nothings
upon the object of your uninvited
soul — tempest so strangely
my mind thrust for you my
undone heart
i ate all the blood
upon a cross where
He bled, earth shook
an experience like…i’m anyone
so hungry; a flesh in soul
:: 03-04-2015 ::
A PERFECT DAY
Oh! The swirling umbrellas,
candy rain, and singing souls!
I imagined no thing as this!
Diamond eyes, flower lips,
tender skies kissing hearts! all
the dreams of a dreamer who
writes for the soul!
i cried.
to still write a poem
a soul should go above us
living for all today
these dreams are with us
and every day they do
have the strong voice
of meaning
:: 03-09-2015 ::
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