The lover will say it is you you have done this before tearing apart stonewalling tears like acid and the tantruming heart It is not. It is not you any more than it is them Jealousy, wantoness- the armaments of passion The stranger tools of love, like peacetime armies We had failed before, and hereContinue reading “The Armaments of Passion”
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The Turning
It is your childhood that I hold gently now and you are what comes next not the frustrations of the past broken things and dreams washed asunder but you, your form, the energy you create… the life that lives always forward
Cat’s Eye Nebula
Walking all night is a meditation. Form, movement, mind under the constellations. July sky— Corona Borealis, Scorpious & Draco from which the Cat’s Eye Nebula halo blooms like a sunflower on the prairie And your eyes, night-sunflowers of stardust. Searching for a light to stretch towards reaching over the light years. Some gravitational force, maybeContinue reading “Cat’s Eye Nebula”
Lovestream Prelude
Dal segno upon my lips I am breathing what you bare this psalmody of touch. There is felicity to a love act, the fleeting brush of passion, the afterglow a rich rare peace. The word tender upon my lips I kiss you, Love.
Belltown, Seventeen, Eight Months Pregnant
Open air of the nearby Puget Sound salty breeze brushes my face. I think Seattle is an Eden even here, at Belltown, outside the Salvation Army. We wait, in a slow anxious line. Down damp stairs Eden dissipates. The air stagnates, scents of too many men with nothing to their name. Walking into the roomContinue reading “Belltown, Seventeen, Eight Months Pregnant”
light touches
beyond the longing, the vibrancy, the flirtation, there is the core simplicity, the beautiful calm- familial, universal, close. what we reach outward from with words always too weak, wavering, changeable, moody. point of contact, not so brilliant- not so true, only an effort, only the effusions, a little bit of what we are.
One Over
Like a red carpet starletyour life is the recipient of prestigious heartache.Feet careentoward precipitous feelings.Pulling the curtain before you’re ready for stage.Another anonymous addiction creepsinto your daily thoughts.Synapses grab hold running the reelof endorphins and dopamine.How many lies equals enough to keep youawake? The sum, infinite.The birch in the front yard lets go of frigidContinue reading “One Over”
Hold You
The best hearts are the bloody ones- ripe with human suffering crimson flowing with every palpitation- on my hands, in my thoughts. I breathe like loss, like goodbyes and I love you’s. Hearts like soft beautiful massacre -these are the ones I always remember. I can still see every detail of your pain. I stillContinue reading “Hold You”
pusillanimous
No courage to make love with me. No bold endeavor to be free. The ligneous lie of integrity. Your soul wonders restless through depravity. I lay upon your truthful chest suturing fragments to soothe your duress. I want you with a tidal force But beg your being to first move forth. Into your heart IContinue reading “pusillanimous”
Wellspring
In your eyes a lagoon brown-green where water and earth interflow- under the balmy spring air awakening the summer sparkle. Substratum repose into star filled night a cove still, reflective, dark like a feminine force the moonstone glint shimmers- casting a tenderness through the umber and ash and over the sleek onyx silhouette bathed inContinue reading “Wellspring”
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