We step out
Beyond ourselves
To find forgiveness
In someone else
A different opinion
To be forgiven
I look to my heart
Tied to the universe
Married to the mother
And her children
The stars
Comfort my empty faith
How they cradle and bathe
My symphony of pain
How they give my whip rest
Arms of light about my chest
Forgive this human condition
Release your selfless victim
There is no worthy hostage
O, how the heart swells
With pure joy
When we free love
© GÄ
She was never
Going to apologize
For the pain she caused
Perhaps because she
Never thought she
Caused any
You can do amazing
Somehings and die
But can you do amazing
Somethings and stay alive?
We are all hoping in someone
To feel loved or appreciated
Cared by and for and there
Is no permanence to any of this
No credence for responsibility
Hold onto the memory
Of the possibility
To be thirty again still feeling
As if that was the beginning
And life wasn’t just about
Owning your own home
But loving and growing
Meeting someone new
Not trapped in the
Life that was supposed
To save you…
I leave notes on the doors
Of people’s phones by text
Hoping that they will
Respond but the world
Is too busy trying to
Keep up with itself
I am your biggest fan
Waiting for your comeback
If I begin to love you
Will you make me wait
Like everyone else
When I reach out to you?
Not everyone does
Keep turning right
The best position is
Just out of sight
© GÄ
We only see what
You want us to see hiding
Behind the computer screen
He didn’t feel amazing any longer
He was doing so many things
That he felt more numb and less fun
No one to tell him intimately
That what he did was super good
Or extra wonderful just himself
And his cat and his bird
The occasional neighbor
Would walk by the garden and
Say “oh how beautiful,
What a lovely place!”
Although it was nice
It wasn’t the same
He was hungry for love
And confirmation of his
Accomplishments from
A day to day someone
Who could look and confirm
That he was indeed amazing
No more scary stories on
Television life was scary enough
Surrounded by the love of others
He was still missing one more
Piece to the puzzle it was the
Beauty and daily ritual
Of the special kindness
Of another but no clue of who
When or where not impossible
But feels like a lifetime away
Time to start over in another
Place in another town in a
Different country further away?
© GÄ
You cry because
You miss him
But do you
Cry because
You miss me?
Does it make
Any difference that
I’m alive
And he is gone?
Would you,
Cry because
You miss me
But not cry because
You miss him
If I was gone?
No longer human
Just an ether
We miss what we
Can’t have and
Forget about what
Is always there
Because we’re human
We mourn the dead
And forget the living
Like the end of summer
It’s not over till it’s over
Can we love the living
Just as we
Mourn the dead
Mourn me
Be with me
As I want to be
With you
While we’re still
Here
© GÄ
Some days I feel like I am
Living in a body that has
Already had its funeral
I can be more amazing
Than I am behaving
Befuddled by my own
Momentary lapse of
Seizing the instant
Someone wise said to me
Seeking no and
Being told no creates
Cracks and that’s how
The light gets in
Our failure is the only
Way we learn
Be satisfied with yes or no
Because you’re going to get
What you’re going to get
Regardless
Perhaps they’re not my words
But they become our words
When we own them and
Adopt them into
Our spiraling cores
Which says
Everything is everything
Into the ground
Up to the sky
© GÄ
I want to peel back the fence
That surrounds you
Clawing to split at the wood
From the cracks
Of all splinters and light
Scratching with all my might
Into surface the beauty
One remarkable moment
Defines
Posts of wood support me
Above the water I’ve tread
To find you, behind you
Every way
By the way
Do you mind if I stay?
Passing through you like a memory
I’ll wait at your door
I would lay on your floor
Just to be with the side
You rarely show to yourself
I want to peel back the fence
That surrounds you
You’re dragging the wind
© GÄ
I crown the mask
That we all wear
Just so I
Can stand to bear
My own deceit
Pleasures run
Away from the stolen
Treasures that permit
My own defeat
Crowding out innocence
Like a bandit
It makes no sense
Any own standard
Are we unpredictable
Are we all accountable
For wanting something
That we cannot grasp
If finding ways to get inside
Access the thief
Betray the pride
This is the final test
To see what we can find
The birth certificate
For my life
Is parading around
Town as if it’d
Like to be noticed
A trophy for love
We cannot involve
Our passions when the
Distance means more than
To grasp onto a fact
Steal away
© GÄ
It’s okay to feel tired
It’s good to take space
Find your peace
You’re allowed to
Not want to do anything
A whole lot of whatever
To just lay there
Ask nothing of yourself
Release the pressure
Blow the top
Wipe your lips
Of all the stress
Anything you feel
That makes you less
Takes away from
What it’s okay to be
Without requirement
To do everything
Answer every text
Respond to every email
Turn it off, release
Find your place in
No means for keeping up
Just existing is
Outstanding
In itself relief
Maybe the biggest
Thing you’ve ever done
That’s what’s called
Letting go
© GÄ
Intimacy may you
Consummate in me
A powerful union of
Unmistakable love
Irreplaceable
Self impeding
What is the reason
Orange peel
Crushed dreams
Simpler times
Erotic screams
Moaning for more
Love before the end
Feelings of a head
Explosion easier
To relieve the notion
Just forget get back to
It the way life goes
Fake a nap wake up
See where you stand
How you feel
Beautiful hands
Waiting to hold the
One who could it be
Perfect day
Dark clouds
Spiraling in ecstasy
Nothing left
No more
Roses, gardens, tea
Music in the ministry
Stand on top
Of what you believe
Be sad be bold
Outspoken behold
Magnetic poles
Beauty disclosed
What’s the remora
A state of being familiar
In our amorous minds
Driving fast towards
An inward communion
Don’t push it away
The gift of intimacy
Traversely fleeting
Receive it completely
© GÄ
Le tongue is prosaic
At best sort of lost in the
Palimpsest tossed onto
Papyrus and leaves
A mix of water and
Greensleeves to do the
Job for every ear and
Eye to behold the
Underfold of irritation
to explain not every word
Is arcane but many of the
Hiding behind the truth
Of needing to believe
Were understood if you
Can catch my drift
Get my meaning
Climb inside me
Close as you can be
It’s rare they do exist
I have had one of these
The strong words we
Tell ourselves in order
To achieve some distance
From the emotions of the
Blazing sun in our eyes
Fighting with computers
And life just to get the
Words out on the page
Music saves me the
Notes convey the things
I need to say whether
They get it or not
The love the smile
What hits the spot
It’s all coming out
In a rush having nothing
Means having something
When we hav me a little more
It feels like too much to
Behold and so we go back to
An empty seat in the
Airport waiting at the
Terminal to board
A plane that takes us
Out of our prosaic minds
Poetically to
Find a world that rhymes or
Doesn’t keep the time
Irrelevant motions
Broken behaviors
Temporary saviors
What’s in it anyway
Hide behind the hedge
Listen to the conversation
Of strangers fall asleep
With whisky on your lips
What’s the difference
It’s all poison
So some say love
Would be the same
Poison on our lips
We can’t resist
© GÄ
Poétique 