poetry – Page 89 – Poétique

Go to Sleep

I literally felt
So overwhelmed
With good feelings
Right now in this moment
That the only option for me
Was to go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
Lay down
Close my eyes
Is it wise not to feel
But what I feel
I wouldn’t have to feel
If I was to go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
It is so good
Each one so good
Every feeling
In my hood
What to do with it
How to do with it
I’m not sure I can
Identify
Close my eyes
Is it wise not to feel
But what I feel
I wouldn’t have to feel
If I should go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep

Take From Me

Nail and hammer
Take from me this wood
That I have built
To think that I would lose you
But I didn’t because you stayed
Hammer me out
Curls of iron
A blacksmith of the heart
Strips of shrapnel
Twirled round
Like the twisted redwood giant
In a storm of love
Hammer me out
I’ve only so many years left
Can I spend them with you
Drive in me a nail
So deep it rings
My ruby core
I’ll cry no more
To know you take from me
This wood
Body and soul
That I have built
To think that I would lose you
Before your time
Rest your head upon
This chest of mine
Listen to your sweet
In and out breathing
Lung pressed to heart
Chamber of love
Which I have loved
Hammer me out
Memories of us
Never to fade
Like bonfires
Burning prairies
In the horizons Everglades

H

We didn’t make up
These words individually
They don’t belong to us
We protect what we say
We put the puzzle together
But we did not invent
Letter H alone
Did you …

Someone before you maybe
Someone who did
Everyone agreed
Someone before them
There was someone who did
And you learned
How to write it
H

You use words in this house
This letter
The sentences are born from you
And you call them your own
They are all you have
To hang on to
And without H
Your words
Wouldn’t be your words

It’s all too old
That’s all you’ve got in this world
Minus H

It’s all tat you ave to old onto
It’s all tat you ave in tis world

Even if
You didn’t invent them
Even if
You don’t know how they got here
Even if
Other people will share them
Even if
Some birds will speak them

You want to own them
But they are not yours
They belong to everyone
And you use them so well

A beautiful possession
Even though they don’t really belong
Even if they are not really his
Or hers or yours

They want to be heard
And you brought them to life
Now free to fly
Just as they came are the words
You want to be yours

Blue Roses

Feel the beautiful blue energy
Brilliant color above you
Sky blue blue eyes free
From the painful facade
In the mind
Flood your skull
Grows into you
Like a tree that roots together
Blue fir naked stands
Defenseless vulnerably
To make golden blue energy
No fabricated illusions
A forehand to the moon
Like an arrow in your heart
Coo’s the shining sun
Behind his second me
Brighter and brighter
A halo of blue backlit
Construed to disarm
Luminous arcs lit by lightning
Brighter and brighter
Bluer and bluer
In our arms
No demonic oppression
Blue roses
Blue infinite charms
When you open my eyes
I wake up

Why You

Why you make me
Want to do
Unexpected things for you
Why you make me
Want to switch
Rearrange and change
What if I become dumber
When I’m around you
What if I become an idiot
When I’m with you
I think I do
I lose my brain a bit
When I’m around you
Forget things
I always knew
Why do I become dumber
When I’m around you
I lose track and sight
I have a goal set
In my mind
I try to focus
And yet even things
That I have known forever
Slip like stars
Out of the sky
Why you make me
Want to why

Monsters

I have a love for monsters
Why do I still crave you
In the way I always used to
I have a love for monsters
No getting over feelings
Reality and fantasy deceiving
I have a love for monsters
I dream about the hope
Of your love
I think to speak before
I say too much

Hang on
Don’t break the thread
If I have a love for monsters
I may have a love for death
A love for losing my breath
You have something I want
The words that I need
You cannot give them to me

It’s not your fault
You don’t know how

After All

Can you be generous
With my heart
When I crawl out from chrysalis

A fantastic overview if
Maybe we could take notes
Mind bending material
To apply in our modern day lives
With ancient wisdoms
Consuming all like light
Without rejecting or accepting
Our compassions exhilarated
By negative situations

I can see in all directions
And the sound of emptiness
Is the source of all my words
Telling lies in order to please me
Don’t be silly
Is it too late for
What I wanted
After all

Not Knowing You

My love got buried in my hurt
Because they didn’t think
It mattered that all things
Wake up together
Or at least we thought
We could
We might
We should
Wake up together
More than once
More than twice
Even more than
Three times
Three finger strokes
Along your back
Count the stones
Along your spine
Name each one
The compassion of our bones
Like xylophones
Singing to one another
Through the hammer
Of our hearts
I left my disappointments
In a basket by the sea
The path of embers
Underneath my feet
Led my most important
Self above the sand
Where once was buried
The pain of
Not knowing you

Sheepish

Is it better to speak
About it or to die
When the most beautiful
Is too also temporary
Like brightest friendships
That disappear or hide
Tuck my head deep
Into the hottest romance
Only to know before
Too long this in between
Will soon fade away
Rather I hold my tongue
Or say what I feel
How will it feel the next day
Will I find two versions
Of our love twisted up
Inside of me
Or even one ripped
Open into two
Is it better to speak
About it or to die
Without unleashing
All the emotions bubbled up
Will my hands soon
Need to apologize
Will the sorrow of a belly
Feel the weight of
My forked tongue
Or will my steady beating
Haloed heart be quiet
Just this once

Distracting You

Presence of mind and patience
Reconcile me so
I gave up everything to be with you
What did you give up for me?
They care just enough
To make you think they care
Breaking hearts left and right
But I cannot beware
This time

It would make for quite a lie
For me to bear the fruit
Of our despair
What does it feel like
To give up just enough
I’ve always been so hapless
Giving all my love
All or nothing
I’ve heard it said
In a world where
Communication
Through the phone
Can be as quick
As rolling over in the bed
But not for some

Blame their distractions
I know that much of this
Is very true
Wouldn’t it be nice
If it was I
Distracting you

Presence of mind
And patience
Reconcile me
So I can let go of the dream
That you cared about
An equal dram
For me