poetry – Poétique

My Heart

Thank you
For holding
My heart
Even when
I couldn’t

I Have a Disease

I have a talking disease
I can’t seem to stop my lips
From speaking these things
I have a talking disease
It puts my trembling heart
At ease
At ease

I have a sharing disease
I can’t seem to stop my arms
From hugging everything
I have a sharing disease
It satisfies me just to please
To please
To please

I have a kissing disease
I don’t want to keep my mouth
Away from thee
Away from thee

I have a loving disease
An I can’t stop loving you disease
What a beautiful sickness
What a glorious flu
What a wonderful infection
Can you see what you do?

In the Palms

You have to let people discover
All your dark and twisted places inside

In the place of creation
We don’t need to burden ourselves
With high expectations
See what flows from your heart
Imagination and playful starts

Maybe we are amazing
Because we acquire things
Maybe there is nothing amazing
About the things that we acquire

I think we all have to lose our minds
Just a little bit
Every once in awhile
No one completely has it together
At the time

Showing the soft underbelly
Also known as the vulnerable parts
Is an awakening for everyone
Not just for ourselves
Not just for the leaves
That will drop and create worry
But to allow someone
To hold the entire tree
The sapling that is you
In the palms of their hands

Between Us

In a lot of ways
I am incoherent too
That’s okay you see
Because you remind me
To be coherent of you
Your beauty
Your willingness to
Open up see is just
Unlikely for most or anyone
You ask me
How can I see you
Like it’s a crime
And yet I can’t define
How it is that I
Do see you
In every way
From across the moon
In just how you move
I hope my words are
Better that they
Elevate you
Poetry is just a fucked up
Game that all of us play
To say how much we
Love and how much we feel
I’m boring please love me
Wait do I say that out loud
Or am I lying if I don’t
Or tell me just tell me the
Thing it is that I am to say
Maybe I said it
Before yesterday
But I know if I said it
I should remember
But if I wrote the right words
If I express this in
Just the right way
Beyond all the text
What I wanted to say
At least I said this today
Before I read it again
You will always have this

In Whatever Way

All the things we do
All the seeds we plant
Nothing compares to
Standing on these steps
And thinking of you

Watching the rain fall down
On the flowers that I placed
In the ground thinking of us
Day dreaming of you is the
Best way to pass the time

I love to picture your arms
Around me
It’s just a thought
Nothing based in reality
Making up is part of the fun

And why not
Love remains
In every pulse
Every beat every tremor
In your throat when you speak

To hear you say so many things
In such a way that I
Can’t control the chills
Up my neck and
Standing on the deck
Of life I see you

In whatever way you
Decide to find yourself
In some space
Dripping rays of light
Beaming from your face
With me

You don’t know your effect
That’s the beauty of your innocence
The gorgeousness displaced
In the vast terrain
The visceral unexplained
In the soil
Of my heart

Fly by the Moon

Fly by the moon
Flower underneath my nose
Cigarette at my lips
Warm cup of tea awaiting
Ignorance is bliss

Fly by the moon
Come away with me tonight
Feel the wind beneath
The light in yonder sky

We can fly
Even with a few feathers gone amiss
La lune is waiting patiently
To highlight every move
The breath of brilliance

Cut out a paper airplane
Even if to fold it from the sky
A piece of heaven
Drifting through the clouds
Inherent we can fly

To plant a garden
In the moon dust of your heart
My favorite flower is
Your image twirling in my eye

Fly by the moon
A white windstorm is heading
As starred azaleas take to bloom
In the crescent of your smile
Above the gloom

As Friends

How can I love you this way
If you cannot love me back the same
How can I love you so much
Even though you are incapable
No one is to blame

I can dream of being with you
But it is not
I can dream of sleeping with you
But it is not
You have many dreams for life
That are not with me
And it is beautiful as well

I wish I could find the words
To let my feelings go
I wish I could find the pen
That would let my emotions underflow
No inkwell for such a thing
Seemingly nothing can be done

As far as being available
To anyone else how can I
If you’re the one
The one for me
And yet I am not
The one for you

Your smile inspires
You have a life ahead
I have a crush that cannot
Let itself go
For to know the fever
Unlike the heat you do not
Feel for me

We touch barely
I tingle fairly unacceptably
It’s not for me to feel
But you placate me
Mostly not from anger or hostility
But the pedestal of love
That I dream of us upon
You somber up my passion
With a smile of tranquility
And we go on

As friends

Little Crow

Look at you jumpin’ and bouncin’ about little crow. He doesn’t know. Or he acts as though… life goes on. We go on. World keeps turnin’ friends. My heart’s still burnin’ friends. All is full of love. We’re gonna make it through. I want to. Don’t you? Kaw.

We Can

I think it’s safe to say
That the weight of existence
Is crushing all of us in
An unmerciful way right now

Real garbage hurts
More than pretend garbage
Easy to face the truth when it’s a lie
Your face is a lie
My heart is the truth
Your darkness belongs in a gutter
And the memories of our youth
Is consumed by bags of trash
In the backyard

Something like this
I write about love
I cant not about romance
Nor could I ever be hypocritical
Intimacy is the core of me
Even if there is none

A lack of visible smiles
Hiding behind masks
Nobody touch
The anti-hug is amassed
Not for me
I hope that when you see me
Not for you too

Our greatest hibernation
Is upon us
To love one another
Is the only thing that matters
If but to fall within the divide
The chasm that separates us
I’d give my all
Just to hold you again
Friend

Even if I never have
Even if you never have
We can

I want this distance
To be over