so i spent the day
in bed with your
heart upon my head
days so happy
and i love my
bed and love your head
and the memories
within your head

I spent the day

inside illegal sheets
and wrecked / recommended
news of lovers
feeling large and loved/

— oh time; time i wish
i wish time was as my own

C ompleting with no bus –
no train or exasperations
just us busting walls

as i was loved — as i am
my own — as i am lonely.

of all our love.

:: 01-23-2018 ::

IF the ant should perish

making a home

IF the woman too

within her abode!

AND if man shall
befall grief

AND children too –

What falling dreams
which have no wings!

Belief is a wish
and life a truce ~

the barrier a
tie breaker for
Souls!

:: -1-14-2018 ::

LIKE pebbles upon a beach; my thoughts,
An innumerable number of nights
My feelings, devoured by emotions
As hemlock I have drunk,
Fear, accuses me of weakness
|But the last bottle of fright I
Have emptied — shadows, sunk!

Complete happiness the envy
of the lot; but too much glee
is a single but final nail
to seal fate within a coffin!

O not for lack of a bulging moon,
Nor vintage ways as love moves!
Or yet be you long cooled deep-
Delved and cleaved in earth!
As all souls wear suits of skin
and kiss with tender rose petal’d
lips — is the floral life of human!

And as some poets drink and mull over
a world most have unseen, with bubble-
Eye’d staring and passion-purpled
Stained mouths;

This one poet and poem (as me)
cannot fade far nor dissolve;
like a fragile dying leaf
Caught within winter’s throe!

:01-14-2018:

WITHIN my heart
and Spirit
I have two hands
holding you
Within my breath;
your voice too
, my undying love.
And dreams of you
I dream as more
that of
holding onto you
AS tender with candor
– which joins
and sings the Goddess
of longing Love
and of innocence the
first kiss — the blush
of kindness; and HOPE
(wherein all indred
Souls feel blessed)
And you; a service
of life and love and
A DREAM of life —
Defies natural elements
that deceive doublt,
I accept the offer.

:: 01-12-2018 ::

Your mind is enough for my Soul,
and your breasts freed to sway.

What is will/be is enough and
I keep my severe dreaming away!

I saw your golden cord climbing
above your nest that rises out
of the mouth to heaven.

And all illusions as a drying
painting of enormous proportions
that cupped flowers and abstained
from all human thinking —
the immovable body against the
irresistible force — THUNDER
like eternity in flight like
a wave.

The greatest smallest creatures!
The smallest biggest lies!
The irrefutable truths against
The deepest paradoxes know!

If you are sad — a lonely voyage!
Like the clouds engulfed in storms
I have spoken through pines and
cold soil — through fire and
full blown masts across the seas!

You are the vintage nature of all;
a people with high raised hills of
strength and nostalgic voices.

I awake each morning before the
sun to watch the birds flee —
back into the nest of your love!

:: 12-31-2017 ::

A LITTLE bite of love
upon life’s silver tray
that we took; believing
luck as life — a beautiful
thing.

:: 12-28-2017 ::