Tag Archives: #passion

TRUE LOVE

MY DEAR!

this night is young
but i am ancient
in both flesh and
mind!

As fields older
than the dirt!
As winds slower
than God’s breath!

Oh! Thank you my love!
for your kisses!
And your tears too.
See? The flowers
have stronger stems now!

My oldest song!
My only true love.
We two are the oldest
;by life and love!

:: 12-08-2017 ::


YOUR SKIN CLOSET

SO you hide yourself
within your skin closet
and it makes you happy
making happy faces outside
but you’re so sad within
breathing your lungs you
come back so come back
And if you breathe through
holes makes it so happy;
the monster who controls
the heart within your Soul
Now if you care about yourself
you will make yourself happy
You really drowned yourself
You really drowned your Soul
Now if you care for self
you will kick the holes
that the monster keeps you
from (and me) from our
happiness — you really,
you really can’t though!
You really knock the
You really knock the life
And kick yourself so you
so you knock us and kiss
the monster who controls
who controls the heart
the heart I always have
loved ~~ always so hide
yourself within your skin
closet and make it happy
making happy faces outside.
:: 11-27-2017 ::

Yearning Love

THAT i have hidden my flesh away
so no one touches it
i cannot hide the soul of me
without effort, it rises upon
its own

but the flesh speaks and yearns
to be with the remote love of you
there is nothing more to do
— it is sheltered.

And yet, aside from Soul the rest
is a noisy child wishing food
and i tell the child:
soon. soon.

:: 11-04-2017 ::


PASSION HOW ARE YOU NAMED

Passion! how are you named?
If fire then that is your touch;
but at times gentle too, softly
burning a moment.

The yearning is clearly spoken
with eyes and lips. And feelings
to run up the lane for all day.
Yet the sun follows feeding you.

Passion! how are you named?
If by heart then hear me now:
a torrential storm upon my mind
and white-capping waves in mine too!

Life is more mere than words as wine
the dew as red as beating hearts
we two incarnadined lips and souls,
passion is our name and nothing less!

:: 09-24-2017 ::


MORE EVIL THAN GODS

MORE evil
than gods &
loathing smiles
while wringing my
hands — at two-lips
so beveled
god the martini slog
~ so brutal taking life as
it is and miles to go
before I am useless.

:: 06-22-2017 ::


JUST ONCE I HAVE A DREAM

JUST once I have a dream but the day flees quickly
And the roses within my hands wilting
Prickly the thorns begin to bleeding; —
And gulfs of space filled with time are speaking;
As One Soul from darkness to light so weakly
Quickly come and rest your tears within my heart
That beats in measure to the parts of slowest moments.

Spilling hope and painting thoughts,
And lovely memories of yet to be’s;
A timely utterance to thought’s relief
My love, the fairest feathers and song
By the beach or the brook o’babbling notes!
And sunlit a lighting stroke across my breast
Leaving me to myself and all I am;

Just alone.
Dreaming a chance just once to be with you
And not within the hand of bleeding rose!

:: 06-24-2017 ::


Op. 1

a laughter sprung
out of Spring
measured by love
a burst-joy heart!
i dreamed //
i can not say
a Sparrow sang
but saw the trees
for the love
for the love of hearts
for the love of us!
…a laughter sprung!

:: 01-17-2015 ::


WITHIN MY PETALS

W
I
T
H
IN
M
y
Petals
a
ethereal
minstrel
d
o
e
s
Play!
l
w
a
y
s
the sun!

:: 03-11-2017 ::


THAT MUCH SLAUGHTERED FOR A SWEETNESS

so much darkness      so much light
when i cannot see      i remember
to never look directly into
that dark and sorry ending
(while the faithful are healing;
angels are mending (so many
as mountains)) and that much
slaughtered for a sweetness
we all call The Light.
:: 03-06-2017 ::


RUSHING INTO THE DARK HOUR

BENEATH my breath are quiet words
which spirit feeds and fire Eats:
a promulgated non-scientifically
personal fact. A unity of a
membership-less Club of Souls
== the latent release of human-
life. Remarkable abilities
for an animal in terrestrial
nature!

The power of:

self-control
creative power
reconstructive power
power of faith
and the power of
revivification.

Gently, a small reminder:
we are not Gods but
only that god is imprisoned
within each of Us.

The delusion of negative
energy.

And increasing momentum
which the world is rushing
into the Dark Hour.

:: 01-18-2017 ::