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MY LOVE mere words
are empty shells
shrewn across sand
such castings color
sounds of ocean within
Doubt not these words
though empty shells
My life-light fills
each constellation
Shed such tender skin
oh fear betrays such life!
what you see – what not
but life of yours greater!
Silently sing whales
Sing to me breeze so-easy
lullaby breath tear so tender
blue speaks ivory tenor
caps of white dance-sizzle
seventh wave passion-swells
Beneath waves and flotsam
jetsome golden crystal
::12/30/2013::
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WHERE must I go
to kiss a dream
and hug a thought
or such things
— to fold a river
or bending time
Seriously I ask
such silly questions
might you smile
— or even laugh!
But it’s my pleasure
— as my heart
nor my spirit ever grew
beyond the age of two
Why would I ever
ask for forgiveness?
::12-22-2013::
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MY land is not of soil
It toils not beneath
your golden orb of light
Dare I say to those
who wear a dress
of flesh and hair
it sits upon a single stone
that I call my palace-home
From the imaginal realm I come
Between the here and how
Across the living now
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DREAMY winter singing winds
— I hear their chorus tonight
As laughing tendril-finger snows
click and dance in dipping ice-flows
upon my furnace-spice lips
What B-flat notes are tripping
running — stripping
across key-minor hearts…
Oh, so vying are your spasms
— my destined lust-bombs
exploding fire
— blue and green
reflection across the frozen
river of our hearts…
Comes the ice
and mixing fire
into the cauldron
of our lives
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I dreamed a dream more real than reality
and found myself in a universal library
towers of shelves and gossamer in the air
The binding of a book stories above
caught my eye and I begged to see
a ball of light provided safe flight
Together we ascended the storied columns
ages untold past my path too many to know
and at last I was eye to eye with this book
I asked the light if this was the book
to know and read to know it all
She said to read one was to read them all
So I read from front to back and in between
the mysteries of the universe unraveled
and I knew the story of the One and All
With this knowledge I can make wrong right
and cast away the blight of all human ill
the light said no, you will not remember
Still, I begged, a morsel of truth be taken
to my world to better society and cure ill
the light said each path must work the till
I woke this night with a startle and saw
the Book from this vision and begged to see
but the pages were all blank before me
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I DID NOT know your name when we met on the train
Destinations like ghosts who have lost their bodies
Onward we rode the rail with thunder and destiny…
Each way station a detour from malaise – save you
Your performance of attitude and cashmere shawl
Escalating your effect upon me – fluid movement
Here comes the revolutionary woman – neoclassic
hair worn natural, loose and flowing fashion
The wealthy Parisian takes the Grand Tour
Your diaphanous soul keeps my bitterness at bay
as you count the clackety-clack of our path
Red lipstick and smoke swirls – the eyes say
In the evening red fire across the horizon
Trees and promontory – raise the glass of red
In my dreams I dream of a tender path – you
The conductor shouts – “all aboard left may stay!”
We two – the only ones, a glace and sensuous grin
fall back upon leather bench and teach a lesson
Roles of feminine persuasion turned upside-down
at odds with social reality – you squeeze the fruit
The devil may care tonight – we ride the rail of destiny
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IN MY sleep I saw your face
as though in my waking hours
when I saw your face
and knew it could not be
that this feeling was a dream
something imagined or unreal
You were riding upon Glory
a horse I called after a mother
whom had died centuries ago
and within my heart I saw you go
across the fields of wheat like gold
braided hair and rosy skin
An air of nobility across your face
and in the misty distance lay a castle
something strong and solid in stance
Across from which appeared a moat
and then you called, when you turned your head
a name called Chace…and I went
Trotting across the swaying fields
and below a flowing waterfall
Glory drank upon the dancing stream
as we gathered moss and petal for bed
there, in heaven’s domain we embraced
and bonded against a song from angel’s breath
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I dreamed of love within my dream
So quietly I did for fear
That the powers of darkness
Might steal my love
Within my dream you were there
My love you were there
No other beauty can compare
Together we shared this fear
And vowed to keep our hands
Entwined now and forever more
And now I am awake my love
And darkness is kept at bay
The warmth of your kiss still alive
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