poetry – Page 17 – Poétique

Eucatastrophe

Orphic night of magic
Impervious strength
Twisted excellence
An inner coil
Wound tightly to hold
A core suspended
Dangling from my heart
Stand on bricks
All these insides up
Corybantic emotions that
Leave me always wanting
Wild frenzied unrestrained
Feelings to come up
To the surface at the top
Hold my hands warm
Delicious future waiting
For us to embrace
Is it too romantic
Thinking in twos?
Are we thinking in twos?
Or am I the only one dreaming
In doubles? Psychic eye~

I have seen double
Before you
With you &
After you…

Fleur De Ses Bêtises

In the flower of his nonsense
I find my meaning in myself
Pourquoi pas?

Si rien n’a d’importance
Then for what do we care
To lift the sweat from our brows
Another day passes
No response calls

I can feel more life without it
Breathing in my spirit is youthful
An age of what is lost releases me

Why share the deepest parts
With strangers and getting to know them
Giving someone so much more who
Knows nothing about you
More than most in the hope
Still they don’t know how what
You’re sharing is so precious

Ils ne te connaissent pas…

He doesn’t know what is deep
What he forgot what feels like sleep
In the flower of his nonsense

Quelqu’un de spécial attend

Absentee

Holding onto memories
Moments we stand to create
That we want to retrace
With our fingers along the
Underside of the table
That holds the soup
We share

Slurping phở with you
Watching the world
Walk by outside the window
Pulling ourselves together
Between chopsticks
This is the light in your eyes
I look for it too
On your face

When someone shows you
Who they are you need to
Believe them I heard the
Grass say before we entered
The restaurant

Press my face into the future
Feel the absence of our
Possibilities climbing
Out of our mouths

Like a vacancy that waits
All day for a text or a call
Or something so small that
Reassures someone of your
Interest at hand

Maybe that’s the clue
In the absence of you
Again you can’t know
What you’ve missed
If you don’t know what
You had when
It’s gone

Is it?

It’s starting to hit
Five hours later and
No comment from you
Will it implode on itself?

Connection, enthusiasm
The words I need you I need you

Am I signing up to get frazzled
How many hearts does it take
Lines crossed things break
What will it cost?
How much to make us
Feel important and
Wanted…

Broken love leads to
Too many naps
Extra showers and a
Sad loss of power

So we hesitate
Hold on strong before
We share our whole selves
No need to be fake or
Worse demonstrate an
Element of nothing
Unfrozen

In the seat of the observer
I watch the optics
Detached from myself
Let the experience happen
As I feel you
As I feel it take me in

Hand at the back of my neck
Forced kisses a hug
Waiting for passion
Is it real, is it anything?

Questioning

Destined for emptiness
Single bird on a wire singing
Out into the abyss wondering
If there really is any hope
For love

Intimacy craving to be
Close to me in waves and still
Afraid to share that part of me
Knowing that any moment
Of if I do it could be
Pulled away

Another chance to try is
Another chance to say goodbye
Like mourning the living we
Dive in get close feel things and
Then it’s gone again
Where lies the hope therein?

Compulsive behavior towards
A dream of meaning filled
Emotional weaving in
The stars between our hands
Holding a universal cause for
Sentient being in worshipping
Love possibly

Haunted later by a spell
Of wondering again if there is anything
Left a story to write a history
To build a narrative to tell
Is it all for nothing?

An only way to find out
A path of not knowing
Stab in the dark to
Open the light
With you

Wheedle

Now is a good time
To formulate dreams
Of a better world

Sleuthing through the gates
Of everyday existence
I feel this immense amount
Of pressure to follow through
With what I said I’m going to do
Changes are being made to us
Beyond our control

Guileless was my spirit
Even though she was so unholy
In some ways still
It brought out my best sides

I feel the sticky
Coming unstuck
Like the marshmallow of life
A past that holds on
Ungluing itself

What pleasure
What deliciousness
How the past can take flight

Psychic dreams
Fireside murmurings

Levity

I feel music come through me
It’s the spirit of a thing
Where does it come from
Is it a gift from a past life
I learned to love you
In a different way

Are we ostensible to one another
When people die we don’t realize
Just how much we’ll miss them
Redolent alacrity

Perhaps a cursory
Or a glance at other intentions
Blue water glistening with
Reflective light and reeds

A mother to read your words
To understand you
Take some pride
In a gift of letters

Little energy left
In a world existing
Inside of tragedy

Appreciation like a
Bowl of steaming rice
On a famished day

Hungry and full

Désemparé

It felt like a test
As if she was waiting
For me to react to see
If how she behaved
Was still worthy of my love

She knew better
But she pretended not to
Or at least it looked like
She was pretending
Maybe she wasn’t
Playing dumb

Bodily strength was
Held onto by some
Mental grasp for reality
That lost hold of
Everything else

Crying for what was no longer
Yearning for separation
To finally embrace peace

To say goodbye is not enough
Leftover plates full of pain
And sanity is everything
To gain

I remember wanting this
Planning a trip to Egypt
And falling short of all fear
Of expecting to hide in a tomb
If she brought her behaviors with her

For what is missed is what
Was wanted

For what is kissed is what
Is goodbye

Also good luck is bad luck
Solitary confinement
Played out by what is
No longer needed

When all you wanted
Was to be needed

And he moves through his life
As he is free and he is chained
And he is free again

Better than he was before
But later than earlier

And now present fusion
Scratching at tomorrow

We are so much life
We can live again
The way we were before
As we are now

Before he was distraught

Exfoliation

Eidetic flashbacks of
Running away from her
Every attempt to slough
Her off of my skin
Like exfoliation

The closer we got
The further away I wanted to be

Is it detest?
J’ai détesté du la mémoire
Wanting love and finding
Darkness oblique
No warning
For direction

Where is it coming from
Can’t put it out

I fought to get away
It gave me strength
It made us both
Naked and courageous

Almost dying from the pain
Drinking to sustain
Because I was at war
There was so much more to gain

I do not run from myself
I do not fight to crawl
Out of my own skin

Give me peace or
Give me death
Pushed to the limit

Therein I found a passageway
A holiday to discover
How to fight for
The same things
For myself

When I was trying to get away from
What I was becoming with you

Collaborate

What if I care less
Collaborate with myself
To feel less love
Extinguish some of the passion

A time to say
Goodbye for now
Make love to an alien
Some other world
Is calling to
My creature

I can dance
A million times alone
But then to lay here
In your arms would be
Lonelier

Recollection to
Falling off of a cliff
In my dream
Soaring down
I check to see if
My teeth are
Still intact
Before we
Hit the ground

My memories of you
And I that is

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