THE kiss of cold
–ness froze my soul
a tin can kicked
beyond winter’s road
Hands in pockets
did not abate the shiver
as I walk alone down
My cobble-path stones
across the way as I walk
and through a golden lilt
window-soul I hear
Chopin playing on air
My friend-soul I’m told
kissing my footfalls
– – – _ – _–> as I go
:: 04-28-2014 ::
this night the wind is speaking softly
to me as aloft as a feather never
touching the ground.
and my love is a distance away.
That love comes to me it comes
mainly at night; when night is
a determined Spirit as so Love.
So my love as we both endure
exhaust from growing emotions as
flowers from Spring and at times
flakes of brilliant snow in cold
moments it is your eternal
hands and heavenly fragance that
exceed all space and time.
It is we who desire to endure!
:: 09-15-2017 ::
Then a little, my bit of space. That my heart is the boundless country
with open joy and mind, you are a tallest roof with steeple’d tears.
The taste, bring me sweet my love and salt. No wounds but healing thoughts.
Love you you love
You kiss kiss you
Laugh and sleep to awaken again
Together as always as together.
:: 08-23-2017 ::
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 ::
What is the span of time
compared to love?
A week, or month or centuries?
And how would the heart survive
within a myriad of perils
at the foot of that abyss?
And how long does a man
The brain thinks as the
fingers thrump the counter top
and no knowledgeable priests
or philosopher knows — i know
seeing god and devil part their ways
to visit the eternal void
And all these happen-stance
wittinesses will count to twelve
and keep the secret within their
inner most hearts!
:: 12152015 ::
WHEN i close my eyes
like now:warm evening nights
and curtains dancing-like what
i wish for my heart
when i close my eyes
like now:feelings hot like passion
and i look at my soul so alone
i wish for my life
wish for autumn days when we play
in fallen leaves and sip coffee and
talk of a life-never apart IS when
i close my eyes, makes me want to
die within your arms The one i yet
to meet but breaths and is so beautiful!
:: 09-01-2015 ::
two tiny fleeting feet
rushing mushing mushroom
upon chase of time
so early in morrow
not fair i have no roost!
says the butterfly:’Sweet’
before nectar drinking
and Cupid signs: “All lovers
need a drink of Spirited Love
to start a Romantic Day!
:: 08-27-2015 ::
Her to Him
THIS weather is cold and my fingers are acting old;
a friend happened last week to provide me with
a few papers of your ink written by both hand
and heart; this is purely my conjecture as i
believe it is true. As all these words i read
that entice my eyes somewhat like summer raining
on which are now icy fields of white and unforgiving
white. The complexity of love is dumbfounded by
both spirit and soul; and even though my volume
of thoughts could dry this ink well i say i wish
that i offer comfort to you my friend for a few
slight disgraces. i am both approachable but then
sometimes best at night when the evening has become
this very quiet lover you are challenging.
i wish you the best in this endeavor!
:: 08-07-2015 ::