we hold on, so beautifully
the air sweet soft and clear
in golden fields we peer into eternity
the sun caught in angular mirrors
life strives to a silent singer
resonant and gallantly fair
hands reach out for each other
though singed by fires of despair
lovers embrace and rediscover
like heroes back from the war
hold tight that promise of wonder
and of time, sweet time, to explore
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
lush green sea
the green sea glistened in the rapture of a diamond sun
peridot shimmered upon the surface like crown jewels
the darkest forest was replete with emerald lichen
and my soaring heart was golden as a fool's
for i had tasted the day in a richly ravenous way
held close the sweet sweet night in soft embrace
i had been to the summit where the ospreys play
dared to plummet for my food's delicious taste
these happiest of days are now sodered and adorned
with sterling stars framing love lust mythically
i race my heart out over canyons in the moon's forlon
and breathless surface like blue fin whale in lush green sea.
peridot shimmered upon the surface like crown jewels
the darkest forest was replete with emerald lichen
and my soaring heart was golden as a fool's
for i had tasted the day in a richly ravenous way
held close the sweet sweet night in soft embrace
i had been to the summit where the ospreys play
dared to plummet for my food's delicious taste
these happiest of days are now sodered and adorned
with sterling stars framing love lust mythically
i race my heart out over canyons in the moon's forlon
and breathless surface like blue fin whale in lush green sea.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
orion
i'll sleep now
there's nothing more to do
i've faced glory and defeat
and gained from both
i'll listen to the music of the stars
and feel a glitter all my own,
and if i should go to orion
to leave my earthly world to another morn
then at least
i know i have soared through the night
and touched all i can feel
like being wrapped in moonglow
and fantasy and shining wonder
believing in tomorrow's different hue...
without dreams
the force of life
is weighty.
there's nothing more to do
i've faced glory and defeat
and gained from both
i'll listen to the music of the stars
and feel a glitter all my own,
and if i should go to orion
to leave my earthly world to another morn
then at least
i know i have soared through the night
and touched all i can feel
like being wrapped in moonglow
and fantasy and shining wonder
believing in tomorrow's different hue...
without dreams
the force of life
is weighty.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
lovers
in the sanctum
of the long grass
wordless moans
seep through lips
like nectar sucked
by parched bees
long from the hive
serene and free
laying entwined
with stars prancing
to a cosmic trot
momentarily
the moon's a puppet
strung by fingers
still wet with honey
of the long grass
wordless moans
seep through lips
like nectar sucked
by parched bees
long from the hive
serene and free
laying entwined
with stars prancing
to a cosmic trot
momentarily
the moon's a puppet
strung by fingers
still wet with honey
Friday, June 18, 2010
summers me
you're like a summer breeze on the winter of life
if even for a tender moment
i can smell the sweet lilacs through your hair
and hear the soothing sound of the swallows
feel the warm embrace of a weeping willow
and the beckoning of the beauty of nature's breasts
and then you leave me
floating away on the wind that brought you here
like a single snowflake returned to winter's chill
rendering my fleeting dream frozen in time
until once again your soft caress summers me
if even for a tender moment
i can smell the sweet lilacs through your hair
and hear the soothing sound of the swallows
feel the warm embrace of a weeping willow
and the beckoning of the beauty of nature's breasts
and then you leave me
floating away on the wind that brought you here
like a single snowflake returned to winter's chill
rendering my fleeting dream frozen in time
until once again your soft caress summers me
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
spin
a tiny spin
of this earth eats the sun
offers oranges to the famished night
brings wines to the parched sky
twilights lovers in soft silhouette
alters wayward horizons
sends artists on a capture...
as if the earth had stopped
for just one beautiful moment...
then begins again
as you fall in love
of this earth eats the sun
offers oranges to the famished night
brings wines to the parched sky
twilights lovers in soft silhouette
alters wayward horizons
sends artists on a capture...
as if the earth had stopped
for just one beautiful moment...
then begins again
as you fall in love
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
as you are
as you are, you
are you, no one else
comes to me
as you are
no more, no less
just as you are, you
are you
are you, no one else
comes to me
as you are
no more, no less
just as you are, you
are you
Monday, June 14, 2010
i've been watching you
i've been watching you
mesmerized
by your movements
around my heart
patterned on
the earth's ellipsis
in symmetry
like the trickle
of a mountain stream
cycling over me
mesmerized
by your movements
around my heart
patterned on
the earth's ellipsis
in symmetry
like the trickle
of a mountain stream
cycling over me
Sunday, June 13, 2010
dark and light
so here it is again
the darkness that follows me
like a shadow
and pounces like a cat
in the night
when i am most vulnerable.
and yet often
in the memory of your afterglow
i can still feel the warmth.
you, inspiration of all things wonderful
you, source of all strength,
just when i feel my grip
weaken at the beast's throat
just before i face like a gallows
the bed of ultimate dark
(where i keep your picture hidden
under the pillow-down of your thighs)
just when i feel the surrender
to the bloodlust of feline claws,
a ray of your being
carries me
on a beam of dreams
on a pulse of smiles
away.
the darkness that follows me
like a shadow
and pounces like a cat
in the night
when i am most vulnerable.
and yet often
in the memory of your afterglow
i can still feel the warmth.
you, inspiration of all things wonderful
you, source of all strength,
just when i feel my grip
weaken at the beast's throat
just before i face like a gallows
the bed of ultimate dark
(where i keep your picture hidden
under the pillow-down of your thighs)
just when i feel the surrender
to the bloodlust of feline claws,
a ray of your being
carries me
on a beam of dreams
on a pulse of smiles
away.
the affair
encounters on rooftops, secrets and staircases
desirous, uncomfortable, anxious
the need for pleasure once supreme
the painful loss of goodbye unbearable
pleasure and pain are always so serious
and that afternoon of unspeakable silence
when the truth was we never really cared enough
now any details are too fragmented
beginning stories and falling silent
knowing the right words may not be enough
doomed to a lifetime in the shadows
stop waiting for me by the window
desirous, uncomfortable, anxious
the need for pleasure once supreme
the painful loss of goodbye unbearable
pleasure and pain are always so serious
and that afternoon of unspeakable silence
when the truth was we never really cared enough
now any details are too fragmented
beginning stories and falling silent
knowing the right words may not be enough
doomed to a lifetime in the shadows
stop waiting for me by the window
Friday, June 11, 2010
summer reflection
the mirrored lake
a double vision
impermeable, incomplete
like beauty
universally misunderstood
and below, the fathomless dark.
is beauty the lake
its reflection
or beyond that illusionary surface
among the shapes i dare not look
in the shadows
like the one we made
with me holding you,
but holding back.
how else to describe
love and fear
and the resignation
that only one
will be my fate,
without the completing beauty.
a double vision
impermeable, incomplete
like beauty
universally misunderstood
and below, the fathomless dark.
is beauty the lake
its reflection
or beyond that illusionary surface
among the shapes i dare not look
in the shadows
like the one we made
with me holding you,
but holding back.
how else to describe
love and fear
and the resignation
that only one
will be my fate,
without the completing beauty.
the agony
the agony
from the moment lovers separate
feeling each will become someone else
knowing it's the last time they will hold each other
and never to remember exactly how it felt...
how absurd this world becomes when,
by some odd or even fate,
there are those
who ride away on white ponies with flowers in their hair
and those
who must fly with undeveloped wings and curse the wind.
from the moment lovers separate
feeling each will become someone else
knowing it's the last time they will hold each other
and never to remember exactly how it felt...
how absurd this world becomes when,
by some odd or even fate,
there are those
who ride away on white ponies with flowers in their hair
and those
who must fly with undeveloped wings and curse the wind.
Monday, June 7, 2010
she enters
she enters his eyes through her eyes
penetrating the shell of loneliness
she enters his heart through her heart
saying, “yes, that’s right”
his once gone-cold body
is warmed and inflamed
by the fill of her
so that every time he draws a breath
she draws a breath
and whispers through him,
“yes that’s right, so very right”
penetrating the shell of loneliness
she enters his heart through her heart
saying, “yes, that’s right”
his once gone-cold body
is warmed and inflamed
by the fill of her
so that every time he draws a breath
she draws a breath
and whispers through him,
“yes that’s right, so very right”
Sunday, June 6, 2010
lie still
lie still
and be with me
morning will dissolve soon enough
but just for now
let the sea's life blood flow
free the spellbound spirit
let the swirling stars
swish and swoon
in celestial seduction
let the fullest moon
swell the slenderest of souls.
lie still
and be with me
surrender to the succumbing sea
let not even the smashing on the rocks
disturb this sensual night
and be with me
morning will dissolve soon enough
but just for now
let the sea's life blood flow
free the spellbound spirit
let the swirling stars
swish and swoon
in celestial seduction
let the fullest moon
swell the slenderest of souls.
lie still
and be with me
surrender to the succumbing sea
let not even the smashing on the rocks
disturb this sensual night
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