CHERISH
the living
trust
— of those
that touch
the heart
of your soul
and never spoil
— the spirit
but bask
within the lover
who kindles
and ignites
your soul
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CHERISH THE LIVING TRUST
IMPERIAL GARDEN OF ABSTRACT THOUGHT
[AS a wish just to me
I choose to speak —
in abstract poem
so here I say
to you the brave…]
MOSTLY shiver in my veins
beneath coiled rivers
in steel-stained vanes
how could she ever know
broken records shattered
polyvinyl grooves within my soul
beat the skip in troves of love
catch the dove within it’s peace
twist the neck of lover’s pain
and whisper neatly blood-red stains
[My apologies if I gave confused
— in return I have to go
that Imperial garden
of abstract thought
so I leave — shattered soul]
:():
SINGING SWAN SONG
YES there is a light
that bright light within
so warmly burning
eternally so warming
Yearning…
And so you catch a star
gently swinging from afar
and fall upon your head
— softly-bump your heart
And all your pennies falling
across a peppered-ground
tears so burning
— but not a sound
Dry-heaving sobs inside beating
fearful once it’s started…
and uncontrolled reeling
across the ground scattered feelings
But when it’s over – yes it shall
that inner strength releases
sunbeams of perpetual soul-light
and then shall you know —
the immortal soul you are…
unbreakable…
indisputably strong
unshakeable…
singing swan song
::)(::
SUNBAKED SIDEWALK
IT was there within the crack
of a sun-baked sidewalk
a beaten trampled path upon
that I placed my brittle soul
next to the weeds that grew
within a gritty soiled ground
Passerby, your foot so close
to the fractured light —
I see your sole but lost my own
Is the reason why I choose
that the thumb of rule is to be
that I watch the walkers leaving me?
:::::
THIS THEY DO
[In regards to fragments of poetry]
THIS they do —
organize chaos
in loving fashion
written in soul’s ink
with the deepest passion
:::::
I REFRAIN FROM THE THOUGHT
I REFRAIN from the thought
that death of love is for naught
that shores ebb away
from the tides of luna
All without meaning or thought
Let me dream of a reason
if I may have eons to think
that logic dictates feeling —
tears are salt and not honey
Is life bitter or death sweet?
— // —
DREAMS REST
How is now living today
within the noose of life
Considering lesser things
would brighten one’s day
FAN-
TI-
SIES
DE-
VOUR
UN-
PLEASANTRIES
Sleep catches the hook
upon which dreams rest
Piercing the back of skin
I dangle in twisting bliss
AN-
GUISH
NEEDS
NO-
THNG
TO EX-
IST
You make this all go away
When your kiss touches my fire
Upon my knees broken glass bleeds
A fine line between pain and pleasure
SA-
DISTIC
NEEDS
BEGGING
PLEA-
SANTRIES
But for now the hiss of eternal night
embraces the fears of my broken soul
Where no man’s land presses my mind
Against a rock and your cold wet skin
LO-
SEN
THE
ROPE
LETTING
ME FALL
::::
QUITO, ECUADOR
Quito sing the song of my heart!
Between your mountain ranges
the air is light — so high you are!
I watch the lights at night’s fall
Basillica Del Voto in all her grandeur
Sweet Ecuador holds you so dear!
You were born upon the ruins
of an ancient Inca city
I lay my soul at your feet
Sing to me my Andean highlands
Kiss me with your ancient lore
dust my lips — so gently close my eyes
::::
PHYSICAL
I am so tired of the physical
I want to reach inside your skull
And kiss the soul that stares
back at me — and understands
Just hush and take my hand
I am the drug
that will contract —
the gulf between your animal and soul
::::
I SAW AN OLDER SOUL TODAY
I SAW an older soul today — by grace
a withered hand across the face
and lines that told stories of chance
And in the eye of the ancient one
a glimmer of youth betrayed such age
the soul is ageless beyond congeniality
Must we all be dead before we’re born
As pity holds no truth against reality
We sour in youth and sweeten with time
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