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A HUNDRED POEMS – XXXIII

GreatNothing
MY
LOVER! my step
/broken\
|_
|_ Falling-feeling
near your
furnace_Soul …
i [just me] dirt,dear
And i died a wish wishing
to touch…but your purity
denied my dirty Hand/Heart
i …[me] am no thing AND
bow to The GreatNothing
that eats me i should
~can [did]die
a fumbling mumbling
ember-Wish
THAT “I love you!”

:: 08-06-2014 ::
Rev: 02-01-2017 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – XXXI

 

There within that meadow
beneath that weeping willow
came to me, my love —
upon golden wings
and gossamer hair

what separation held
dissolved unto bliss
my heart gently held
within angelic mist

there within that meadow
beneath that weepy willow
saw a rebirth of soul
and fear fled, sorrow too
and the willow cried
“what soul once chained
— NOW FREE!”

:: 04-03-2014 ::
:: Rev: 09242017::


A HUNDRED POEMS — 045

and what of that desire
a pouring rain,

from the heavens, fall
through the funnel skies —
a splatter upon my roof

slanted tiles stacked.  Yet,
another journey in the fall

a figural shaped as my heart
your tears seep into me that

ground of my spirit
a split

thunder-lightning show my face

from a celestial eye came tears

as an arrow

— my own eyes
which
are

that target

your tears pierced into
that countryside haven
and found your home
within my lonely soul
i kiss the tears
that bare your fire

:: 04-09-2014 ::