LOVE does not exist
within parenthical quotes
But life does thrive
in an exclamation mark!
::::
LOVE (iii)
NAMELESS THING
There at the bottom of my soul’s pit
was a nameless thing that moved
the proximity of this horror
to my heart made me leave my skin
::–::
LOSING YOU
WE met at the local coffee shop
I told you the romance was over
You choked at first then cried
You said you have already left me
I walked away and did not look back
You were crying and so very alone
On my way home I saw a wreck —
“No survivors” the police said
Then I recognized the car —
and realized your words
Within the carnage of twisted metal
there you were
and had been dead for hours…
:: 11-10-2013 ::
LOVE IN VESUVIUS
YOU met my heart along the rim
of Vesuvius — that night we shared
sangria and fell in love
like a fragrance within my heart
you changed the tone to light from dark
nothing but violins and a silky night
storms and turmoil came too soon for us
floods, ice, winds and tidal waves
nature kissed us goodbye in her own way
hours into days and months into years
showers in may and oceans of tears
fate twisted chance one particular day
We politely said hello in a hollow way
you bit your lip – I coughed a heart
our shadows dance for lost tomorrows
I saw what I had you knew what I saw
You saw what I was — I knew the cause
love remains but so do the scars
WE met in disgrace along our own way
you said goodbye — I said so long
now we regret more than silly words
— // —
PICASSO
Picasso
where do you draw the line
disjointed reasons
etches across my mind
a proverbial thought on hinge
what say you my man – so abstract
rejoicing voices
love shares bisecting angles
and pleasure diverge across points
a fissure in creativity moves
you crawled out
punching reality in the jaw
shatter concepts – creating new law
— // —
WHAT I COULD NOT TOUCH
I SAW what I could not touch
beyond the pane of a glass
the distance a mere foot
but the reach beyond doing
Blood thicker than water
they say with a smirk
but I know the meaning
it belies the truth
Such longing is a blade
that cuts beyond the soul
with transgression as insult
a cold silence my shadow
Born into a circle as one
pushed and discarded aside
colors bleed black grey
and red dries with cries
A life review will say
in turmoil, rot and decay
what I could not this day
Express to all who knew
–//–
GHOST IN FLESH
I NEVER want to forget
what pain your advice bought
My thick bloodstained hands
are forever in your debt
and you, a ghost in flesh is what my heart sought
you are the sky and wind
in my eternal anguish tonight
crying eyes bleeding notes
played on broken strings
bring on the orchestra until the fat lady sings
You are the ghost in flesh
cutting into my brain
forget the dinner and bring on the cake
so much pain
never want to forget the pleasure of a half measure
makes you so happy and me so insane
Till the curtain falls you are within the halls of my soul
— // —
DARKNESS EMBRACED
I WALKED into darkness and she embraced me
all the while her eyes kept looking for weakness
I stayed for a while and shared a cup of tea
I politely told her that I could only stay
for 4 or 5 years and not a day more — you see
it was enough for her if enough for me
on the last day darkness wept to lose a friend
but I embraced her cold hands and kissed her lips
and said I loved her melancholy but must leave to live
// — //
LIQUID SUMMER
UP SHOULD be go and down should be stop
fitting the ways into a lazy day — I say
bouncing thoughts betray simple ways
laughing zebras skipping town on a tram
undulating umbrellas twirling into zeros
no one is watching — why be so serious?
::::
POSITANO
WE stay — our hearts together
in Positano on the Amalfi coast
on top a precious hill —
we can see Le Galli islands
i — with a bottle of wine
you — show me your soul
we drink in praise of love
pastel colored houses smile
and flowers dance our songs
the stars — in the evening sing
Positano beneath my feet
on the coast clear waters
lay under the sun — pebble and sand
we know this place from another time
our past is found in Grotta la Portal
hidden in cave — two hands embrace
I say we stay and live
among the cliffs of Positano
enjoying lunch at la Cambusa
— // —
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