poetry – Page 15 – Poétique

Distortion

I feel weird today
Very strange like I
Just woke up from a
Full night of drugs
But I don’t do any drugs
So if this is how it feels anyway
Then maybe I should

What’s the trade off?
How to go on fueling inspiration
How important is the truth
Upfront it’s much more interesting
To just go along with everything
If you really want to get to know
The person inside you’ll
Find out later

What’s the truth?
Even if we speak the truth-

Does anyone give a shit
About honesty until they
Really know you

And even then
How much do they
Truly care?

I read graffiti
On a dumpster today
SPEAK TRUTH

If you ever find a way
To get out of the system
I’ll follow you there

Bigger

I loved this about us
A vibe that was undeniable
No need to test the waters
Curiosity in my lap
We had it all
No looking back

In obeisance I bow down to you
To remind me of the good
All things beautiful like a flower
I drop my chin to the ground
In the glory of your morning

Retrospecting back at life I am
Honored to be in your inspiration
Blue eyes he said
She recalls your flamboyant
Nature floating around
Speaking your heart

What paucity are we weaving
In and out of these smaller than
Grand scheme moments
In one lifetime, one timeline
Did I wake you?

Did I give up on love?
Did we less it up?
Or was it the safest thing to do
Can it be bigger?

I miss how you loved me
Even though we were broken
I still dream about you
And what we once always knew
Oh, how we wanted together

Glowering

You can’t keep up with
This fire though you want to
Touch it you know you
Still can’t keep up with it

My head is clear
Clear as day
No need to say
Anything more about it

Free breath
Free air
I don’t care

No more scowling
No more glowering
I won’t vitrify my heart
Feels good to smack my hands
Dust it off
Batting it away

When we come back for love
We come back for ourselves
First things first

No more ominous
No more sullen showering
Have the moment
How does it feel
No glowering
Just glowing

Ruinous

It was a deleterious dinner
Every night was a fight
Fill your belly go to bed
Injury to the head
Intrusive thoughts

Protection
Protection

This was the medicine
To create the circle of
Guidance and keep the
Bad ones out

Like a gang for love
Not a group for pain
Stay away grab your stake
The vampires come to prey
On your beautiful light

Lights out!
Lights out!

No peace for you
If the world wants to
Beat around in your noggin
It breeds no permission
For stopping

Grab your tool kit and run
An ankh and a bracelet
For transmission

Abhor mistakes
No broken hearts
No shattered ways

Humble in love
Remove the piece that
Doesn’t fit, that’s it

Pages

She was reinvented in
The body of a man who was
Trying to fulfill his life
As a young woman
She wanted to start
A family and
Fall in love with her
Forever love

How long she had been
Waiting there was really
A question of time
Life expectancy
Uncertain

Not ready to abort the mission

There was a place to
Record the ending
Ancient but not epic
Head spinning
What’s the rest of this
Supposed to pan out like?
No answers just notes

Scribbling down her recipe
For what is to come
Like a psychic potion
Ready to drink a giant
Cup of moonlight

Her hair was falling down
In radiant waves
A memory of the sea
And best kept secrets
Though her truth was
On the first page
Of every book
Of his love

Abstruse Signals

Needle in a haystack
Reincarnated memories
Dreams of becoming what
Biology had in mind for
My body but not for
My mind

Location services are on
Looking for the signals
Ready and blinking
UFOS and Aliens could
Find me

It’s so obvious
Why is it difficult on earth?
It seems the world is blind
Standing in front of the sun
The ultimate camera
Take my picture
Bruise me with
Your love

I came here to discover myself
Maybe we can uncover
An unknown truth
Forensics

Eye contact says something
Touchdown in a world where
Many moving parts are
Moving past us until
Most of us are gone

Find the other before the
End of time

Energetically magnetic
Hellos and goodbyes
Perfect echoes
Doppler effects
No regrets

Chances are the universe
Is hungry for us to collide
Satisfy the appetite

Bastion

I’m sorry I am
A little bit drunk and
You are too beautiful to
Look at I have lost
My words

I could just ramble on
About loving things and
Stare at you as if nothing
Made sense

A bastion of passion
An untold story

You remind me of
Everything that I want
And can’t have in the
Same breath

What a beautiful sight
For sore eyes

Is love so brave?

Hermetic Dreams

A buffalo pushed the
Mushroom out of the way
Leaving only a question
Where would the others go
And how could we bring it back?

Hanging on by a thread
To our past like a history
Stood to remind us that we
Aren’t bitter like the angry giant

Baby blue starlings
Ariel view of a map
Complex atlas like chess
Moving the pieces
Precious animals there to
Guide and make room for

I don’t want to be vulnerable
With my emotions in front of
The world even though
Television normalizes this

A friend who sings visits
She enters my dreams
She has already red hair
She asks me to make it redder
She tells her friends about
My remarkabilities

It doesn’t matter if
It’s not a word

Make it up as we go along
Hermetic dreaming

Firgun

Time for light, time for laughter
New beginnings in the hereafter
Or pleasantries now

Celebrating you
Forgetting about me

Dating is a nightmare
Everyone accepts this as normal
Somehow I don’t care

I’d rather find one
Enjoy each other and
Go from there

All the hustle of
Trying all the flavors
Maybe speed dating
But not weeks on end
That end up nowhere

I don’t care

Sitting on a hill
Trip to the North Sea
Journey in a wagon
Feeling groovy

Banter of love
No back and forth trash
Just a nice time that
Continues to last

Celebrating you
Forgetting about me

Time for light, time for laughter
New beginnings in the hereafter
Or pleasantries now

What are you after?

Hiareth

Strapped into my history
Sewn into my flesh
Grind my bones
In the dust of our friendship

I’m creating all of these
Beautiful romantic things
For no one but myself
That was never the plan

Haunted by the memories
If the perfect parts of you
We’re actually real
Living inside my fantasies
Some kind of self torture

What an acrid perfume
Something of a coarse nature
Blinding me with backhanded love
Like some dark magic

This deep longing or homesickness
Beyond a place or time that
No longer exists—or perhaps never did

Turning on the trafficator
Left turn, right turn
Windshield wipers for clarity
Driving my life highway
Rather than plotting my death
Feeling ready to die
Contemplating suicide
I’m looking for another way
To live this life, a new way
To be alive

Death of a past
Birth of a future