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A HUNDRED POEMS – XLI

SUCH graceful beauty my love! That even rain falls back
unto that tearful sky and pulls both heart and sun
from behind sullen clouds of life!

There are no words I confess which explains this longing;
it draws upon the oceans, my love more vastly devouring feelings
that whales swim within my longing and desire to be with you my lover!

But have i yet to kiss you and allow bravery and inner strength
be enough to provide until our first embrace!

I love how you touch my heart even though I have yet to met you!

:: 04-06-2014 ::
Rev: 03-29-2018


A HUNDRED POEMS – XLIII

Walk with me my love
and speak to me
in our language
discovered by chance
a hidden Kingdom
with keys that hearts
keep within a secret.

:: 04-06-2014 ::


Love Is a Hungry Language

AND when i speak it is where love is
in a faint hush breath upon a rosy cheek
and also deeply within the chamber of my heart’s
pallor that succeeds it.

AND there — I do know love’s language which is
that hungry heart within the eyes that resembles life!

And within my quivering skin I see love touch my hands
a thrilling trembling vision!

Love nests itself within the wild woods of human
minds || the glance of lightning deep soulful stillness
until the keen delight of a convulsive rapture kiss is

WHERE LOVE SPEAKS


Fear Do Not Lock Me Up Inside

Fear do not lock me up inside
allow my Spirit to roam Life
Resonating by gardens green
your voice chasing me
captivating energy of living
if i am dreaming i am losing
all of my precious sanity
losing my sight
losing my mind
like losing time
like a nail remains faithful
to its first board
a framed picture does time
inside our curious minds
Fear do not embrace my head
at least not while i close
my eyes /like when a face
hides its feelings–like
deep within our skin

:: 12.02.2022 ::


Last Chance Last Wish

So we were surrounded
by broken sounds of decayed
days. Few words never spoken
but those we hid so we could
walk away____but when you think
back to when we first me, are
you sad? And all we’ve been
through does it make you cry?
So broken you can’t even
walk away but when you think back
to when we first met are you sad
and all we’ve been through makes
me cry — and all the love shed
to become … THIS.

And the way we are ~ so lost.
And if we’re done then you are
so far away. We’re lost.

:: 12.02.2022 ::


Love, the Hungry Language

AND when i speak it is where love is
in a faint hush breath upon a rosy cheek
and also deeply within the chamber of my heart’s
pallor that succeeds it.

AND there — I do know love’s language which is
that hungry heart within the eyes that resembles life!

And within my quivering skin I see love touch my hands
a thrilling trembling vision!

Love nests itself within the wild woods of human
minds || the glance of lightning deep soulful stillness
until the keen delight of a convulsive rapture kiss is

WHERE LOVE SPEAKS

:: 12072015 ::


We Hide What We Hate

SO you hid yourself within your flower (a perfect world
that threw away today) You, believing and so kind,
that wearing upon your smile you, unsuspecting me, wear me
too — oh, from a perfect world that threw me away
just today And the angels know the rest.

Better make you strong
Better make you fall
Just bleeding like a
fallen storyline
And you: from a perfect
world that’s inhumane
today, today, until
i am so small i will
love you.

And here is the answer.

:: 05-07-2016 ::
:: 11.30.2022 ::


My Words are Gold My Intentions Whacked

AND everyday i’m cool — if i can have your attention
please: if i rest a moment near the well of despair  
wishing young heart’s clean skin like jesus postal fire
my needle: LIKE FATHER’s STEP-FATHER SUN BLOWS!  Such fear!
Yeah yeah oh fuck yeah so stuck in dark heart-break love
wail upon the heart and guitar strings : walking around
so cute grabbing screws and how i hate how Jerry Lewis laughs
when soviet union wants to destroy us (Beaver’s mom sucked
the reason I cannot walk right for a few days)
   Oh! Goldie Hawn on Laugh-In has
perky tits and Mary Tyler Moore
   abandoned her kids:  kill the
messenger carrying kool-aid to Uganda
for that sick reverend:  i love U S of A
and even the world — don’t care about that
i’m a poet who describes the world with words
     —  sure, that’s it.
sure, now in 2020’s we’re animals antelope
without stomachs but butterflies of lies
and France we saved oh wait — the whole fucking world
but your teachers are showing titties instead of teaching
how many of us lost lives so we can dip and rip and trip
and get on a mic and spit ~ so funny, when you’re forty
you’ll see how every single person is a ghost that stands up
saying:

  We’re all the real ones
     fathers and mothers
  children and creatures
 who fought to speak shady.

Come on.

:: 09-02-2015 ::


My Cat Ate Your Dog’s Bone

My cat ate your dog’s bone and i hate how you do that
with your hair _

  Today i found an angel inside my Sunday morning
bagel and my dog found god
   i like puzzles
  like my insides
 i adore me but hate it  and eat acrylic chocolate
and smear it in my hair
  So, worry?  No worries.
If tomorrow is today then yesterday is now
  i am excited because my life’s contusion
is my brain / unscathed is my heart \ so happy
because today my cat ate your dog’s bone and how
every morning you do that : every candle tip o’flame
is a universe of perversion__
yea.

:: 11.20.2022 ::


My Lips are Two Needles

My lips are two needles
sewing moments of Voices
that laugh, scream, and cry

Alas, until the jewelled joy of birds
echo as Ecstasy survives like the mourning
dew as rapturous angelic wings; we cry.

THERE is a fire:  it is within all things.
As all which yearn as mating moods like Spring;
It is not the devil within the details but
joy and perfect passion which smells as
young women who walk beneath a summer sun.

/and pity those thrust-minded thrilling things
who yet have to go around again within a ring
called life;  divine a fathomed tenderness
of those who do not see or hear . . .
those who have no choice but rummaging through
LIFE!

:: 10-31-2017 ::
:: 11.20.2022 ::