Geino Äotsch

Otherwise

Of course you are
The exception
I hope you know
Otherwise the twitterpated
Summer has subsided
The obsession is
Not riding
On top of my heart
Cracking the whip
Reigns hooked
At my hips
Beloved
You may be the pearl
Hidden in the middle
Of an Atlantic of people
But your breath
May also be
For someone else
A prelude suspended
In the back of a
Pickup truck
Hands held or not
Three dimensional love
In friendship and
Unknown territories
Of what we could have
Though we never have had
Remembering the
Mountainside we
Have yet to stride
The plants beneath
Our soles
Filling up the blur
Without a strangeness
For mistakes made
In love
No I’m not exactly ready
But the exception
Can always be you
Given to you
Avenging the fall
No panes
Between us
I wouldn’t miss this chance
Our living
In the moment
It’s important
That you note this
If you asked me
I would show up
For you

One of Them

I have a tiny heart
With giant feelings
In a big sky
With little clouds
Filled with
Enormous beats
Vibrating in
Miniature pulses
Red lights everywhere
I lookout for the green
Bright yeses
When the man
Says no
Who’s behind the decks
Anyway
Who controls the
Motherboard?
Anybody
Anyone with the
Check of approval
To check your box
With a big fat no
Be on the other side
Of yes
Find a way around
If the ship feels like
It’s sinking
Perhaps we’re swimming
In different directions
Destiny is a funny character
And the universe
Has many different plans
The earth is only
One of them
My friend

Remember This

Tonight is a good night
Some days are good
Some days are better
Than others
Tonight is really special
Filled with love in
All the right places
Heart throbbing
Happy to make it
Through the nights
That weren’t so great
How about a dance
While the crickets
Chirp in serenade
All in shiny black tuxedos
Freeing us from our past
Only new memories
The both of us
Creative passions
Hatched in Autumns’
Dizzy mystery
Assuring sights
For greater fields
To run our obvious obsessions
Through with the perfect
Release into what
We always wanted to
Become real
Conceived not in sin
But rather laughter
And the joy of
Obsolete wonder
That carries not the shell
Of how we dress ourselves
For the world
Walking down the footpath
Of every dimly lit street
But wide open
In the gaze of what is
More importantly
Our lightening hearts

Hard to Match

Unforgettable
Not untouchable
However harmless
Richly caught
In the glove of
My universe
Breaking open the
Outer skies
To reveal new stars
New constellations
Abound your eyes
Pierce my ears
With your darting
Looks and smooth
Surprise

What wicked wings
Do fly on the wind
Of those who spy
For what they
Wish to have
Is hard to match
Like you
And I

Green Pastures

The unsung
Cannot exist without feeling
Lucidity is a rebel
That finds a voice
Something with which
We can identify
Even exhausting struggle
Finds emancipation
The freedom
Sprung up like
A well in the core
A garden tended
Deep within
A harvest of optimism
Blind art and
Heart humiliated cries
Among the ruins
A daydreaming fox
Held suddenly motionless
Baring its teeth
At the grapes of
Glory and perseverance
In the blood red sky
Weathered by the fires
The villagers who settled here
Presented pale flowers
To the ones before them
At the shore whom
Were always wading at the bottom
Of each cliff in hollowed
Smiles

Accepting one another
Then place on the cloak
Of green pastures
Where if you lay us down
There is room enough
For this fabric to rest on
As a blanket for love making
And the blackbirds
Circle over with wear
Take the ring from my hand
And tie it up
In the length
Of your hair

Come What May

In the same era
Cusped in some greater spine
Appointed to the reckoning
Of visionary wealth
Abundant showers
Animal instincts
Above despair
Beautifully transparent
The echos of medieval
Beasts are delivered
From the cave
It’s okay to give
Without receiving
In fact to be there
For someone else
Does not concede
That you are there for yourself
Look ahead to the sky
Past the personal defied
Emotions that want to hold
You back and away
Look past the clouds
Past the walls and
Dismal grey to say
The best thing
That will bring you
To the end
Where love is conquered
The destruction of friendship
Is vanquished
Leave no vacancy
For deep darkness
To destroy
Or take away
The better day
That shines upon
This moment
Or what our connection
Can truly mean
To one another
Come what may

Vent

I am a windsail
For all to find their way
Creeping over the wall
Guiding you through
Your nightmares
I have a gold chain
For you to hold
To draw you up
Like the length of my hair
From the bannister
We think our times are
Different
Yet so much remains the same
The stars the moon
A biodome of gloom
Would soon be wasted
In the exuberation
Of the slap from
Ocean wave
Make not your grave
Before me
But a light of
Glittered glory
I shall carry you
Like wind the vent
Of days
From Singapore to France
Maketh thy heart
An open chance
As to exist
In what big belly
Of life’s boat
Remains still precious
To stop the grinding
Of the loss
Let bitterness
Like nets be tossed
To hear the pecker
On clean wood
Vibrantly round
Procure the sound
Of yet another day
Rebounding
The sun hath risen once again
Majestically displayed

Seedling Life

Wholesome talk
Helpful thoughts
Benefits the digging
And rebuilding
Friendships for peace
Time bends reason
Sparks the freedom
Opening the gates
Unselfish interests
Dearly loved
Are the residents
We keep
Shattered suspicions
Narrowed contritions
Territories of love as
The tree grows
Up from seedling life
To peek into the wise
Old eyes of owls
Shaped by riverbeds
From visionary history
Into the soil
And fields we’ve toiled
To be the words we read
The grains of knowledge
That we reap

Where I Am

Other fantasies
A treasure of tender
Attentiveness
Elemental endless
Scientists

What’s the formula
Potions of night and nothingness
Prized to be
Pressed up against
The lips like bowing
Heads of pink rust roses

Wisdom and humility
Letters to God
Good fortune dreaming
Blessings painted blue
In skies azure
You have such
Minimalistic measure
Beautiful messes
Fragrant tresses
Draped through
Long fingers curved up
Outwardly unfrozen

Eyes of love
Where would you
Have me list my heart?

In the crossword of
Some paper
An advertisement
Some new title
Of your favorite
Glossary or
Columned classifieds
Newspaper

Tell me how
To show you
Where I am

Still

The darkest charisma
Is a love for clouds
And pipe dreams
That scream I want you
In the softest whisper
At your ear

For them the song
Is framed in stars
Around your face
Invaded not
Uncaged and translated
By some language
Within the sea

The letters we rely on
To describe our true feelings
Fall flat especially
When feelings don’t
Have letters

Whatever the words
Know that you are heard
In the deepest caverns
Some still untouched
In this ambitious heart
Awaiting your indelible
Receipt