Poétique

Getaway

Want to
Getaway with me?
Where would we go
What would we do
Will we come back here
Or should we just stay
Wherever we arrive
I could meet you there
Maybe you’re waiting for me
Maybe it’s just that easy

When all of this clears
When the fog lifts
Let’s have a new beginning
Almost anywhere will do
Is there a countryside
That’s calling you
Or perhaps an ocean close
We could dive into

I’m not sure that
What I’m doing now
Will end up like before
In fact I’m quite sure
That everything will be different
And in a way
That’s more than okay

It might take some time
To find our sublime
Something simple
Some special treasure
That we build out around
Our hearts
And it starts
With new beginnings
We could climb up to the top
We could repel ourselves down

There’s no right or wrong way
For us to find our space
To create a place
In a cove beneath
The stars close by
To where we park the car
Maybe horses will
Join us on a ride
Maybe we don’t need more
Than a shack next to the shore

How much do we really need
Yes indeed
Just each other
A place to make our food
My lover and my friend

See you when we get there
A playground for our hearts
Enough to keep us going
I’ve got a little saved up
I can continue to make money
Honey I’m not afraid to work
But let’s not do it all the time
Cause the goal is to find
A space where we can be
I’m not afraid to leave
If it means that I can getaway
With you

Rain

The rain is falling
Can you feel it wash away
Your cares of yesterday
Like a bath of
What we look forward to
Tomorrow together
Into a stream
Of ghosts
That will no longer
Haunt you
Into a puddle
Of bullies
That will no longer
Taunt you
Into a creek
Of pain
That will no longer
Harm you

Let each trickle
Find it’s way
With gravity
Power down
Rushing into
The sewer to
Remind you
It is safe
To start over
Again

Think When

When we think about matter
Do we wonder if we do?
How much how often
Is what matters
Important
To you?

Leave it to the open
Spaces that we crave
Quantum hurtles
Electric steps between
A new mentality

How much does it matter?
What is matter anyway?
What matters to you
What matters to me
Let’s sit and
Watch the palm trees sway

Back and forth
Wave to wave
Hazel clouds
Yellow sky
In the matter
Drifting by
In the matter
Sifting signs

What’s the matter?
It doesn’t matter
It’s evident and sometimes for
Matters of the heart
A matter spiritual bliss
Is also chanting for

In the matter of these things
Can we change matter?
What about
People who matter?
Is there more work
For us to match up
To this matter?

It doesn’t matter

When we think about matter
Do we wonder if we do
How much how often
Is what matters
Important
To you…

Someone Loving Me

I awoke to someone loving me
Wanting me in every moment
Feeling it as I am
In my dream

I remember his face

I lie in bed
Looking into the sky
Waking up just enough
To see the grey
Through the crisscross pattern
In my window

Pushing past
The modern obstacles
Of an everyday morning
I made it into my path

On my way
I found
Four ravens
Blackbirds
Eating
Pecking in their
Pleasure us treasure
Of leftovers

One flew
For protection
To a roof nearby
The other three
Remained

The Universe

The Universe
Is a great gardener
Nurturing and fertilizing
My development

The Universe is
The source of
Recognition
That I am
Not in this
Alone

Realistic expectations
For the reason
To be available
Is arriving in
The moment
You open your
Eyes

Just be there

Mixed Up

A little mixed up
The highs and lows
The to’s and fro’s
Wishes floating
‘Round in the sky
Pappus flying
All around me
Too easy to
Be sad

Watch the emotions
Meter up and down
Escalator running
Backwards
Soaring in reverse
Making headway
Upside down
Upended smiles
Riding upturned
On a dandelion parachute
Nothing to catch me
From falling
Gliding head over heels
With broken wheels
Eagerly anticipating
The distance

Holding on with everything
Ready to let go
At any given moment
Nothing is absolute
Not even the beat
Of my heart
Even as it repeats
I know
Only love
Is forever

I can see love
In everything
Even as the trees
Breathe
Even as the stars
Deplete
Even as the Earth
Bleeds

Love is still there
Hovering exciting
Withstanding despair
Only love is forever

Memories

Memories of fulfilling
The need to have
What we want to be
Records messages
Out loud in a way
That each beginning
Echos creating
An end
That we can hear
Much more succinctly
When stings the latter

Everything that you have
Desired you already
Asked for you and it is only
Waiting to be recognized

Paint the stars
Even when
The potential seems like ice
Picture it warm
Mellow melting
Into what you
Wish it would become

Quietly sneaking up into
Your excitement
Applying color
To the thought
Dress it up
Take it out dancing
Even in fields of
Unrequited joy

It will be there

Money

They say money
Makes the world go round
It feels strange
That it should create
A happy feeling in me
To know I have some
Still on the way
To pay for a roof
Over my head
Just enough
I ask myself why
I wonder inside
What is so wonderful
About this stuff
It offers relief
Security not to think
About the required
Life expectancy
Where to find shelter
It’s like we’re all living
In a perpetual state
Of anxiety
For something
That cannot love us
For something
That carries disease
For something that
Only brings us
Temporary release
Except for the few
The fortunate ones
Born into it
Winning it
In the lottery
If we don’t learn how
To handle it
To make it grow
We’re moving slowly
Through our feelings
Through sweat and tears
To get ahead
Quietly drowning
In our fears
Of never enough
Always recalling
That there is more
To life than this
Finding something else
To get excited about
In life like love
Someone to do it with
Something other
Than drinking
Something other
Than drugs
Something better
Than this
We don’t need much
To have it all
The less we need
The more we have
Sometimes hard
To ask for
Hold on to it
Don’t let it burn
We cannot predict
Its confirmed return
Money is
Something
That we need but
Just a hut
With some water
A blanket perhaps
Good weather
Is priceless to me
A simple life
Affordably
I often ask myself
Where on Earth
Could this be

What Is Good

To you
How many times
How many different ways
What does it mean
If it’s gonna be good
To you

Little things matter
How big does it have to be
To be good
What does it mean
If it’s gonna be good

What’s the signal
When do we know
Is it natural
Does it flow
Will it become
Better than it is
Or is this it

Is this as good
As it gets
Or is there
A bigger picture
How do we find
Our happiest

What it means
To be subjective
Do we see our name
In lights
Or at the edge of
Temple flights
Stairs that bear
Our needs

To breathe the
Simple things
What do we truly need
For what is good

Oh How

Oh how you have struggled
Like a wing with a broken bird
Oh how your spoiled prayers
Have found regret
When they’ve been heard

Your pirouette on this earth
Is a delicate stance
That monitors the breathing patterns
Of the dragons dance

When to leap?
First your left foot
Then my right foot
No guarantee to reach the middle
When the distance behaves like this
Oh how it comforts
The break in each finger
To replace the absence
With your melody

Fine tuned thread
That wakes the dead
You rest your head
On green blades
To find comfort
Where we hesitate
This is the miracle
I will unearth it
With your spade

Blue stains on bricks
Roots give
Pulled through fragile openings
Memories that want to live
They devour your reflection

Stroll the trees
Past the night
We walk inside the kite
That flies about our sky