Poétique

Dynamite

Breaking through the blocks
Removing the unknown
Where the subconscious
Makes a home
Building a new nest
To rest the authentic self
In what we do not
Tell ourselves
In waking life

I had a dream
The universe and TNT
There is more to explode through
More that I am not seeing
More barriers to unfold
More illusions to unwind
Blast out like dynamite will do
The truest self arriving to
Make profound
Impacts on life
Without a wife
Just me

What will I be?
A partner to the stars
What can I do?
Be open to the truth
What will I say?
No kids to speak of

These four words are left
Be true to self

The journey of a soul
The world is my love
The universe my home
If I find that special one
I will be happy to succumb
To share my heart
At the altar
Of the sun

Unspoken

Making love to you
Is like
Finding each other
When we are
Going beyond
What is

My love for you
Your love for me
Your mouth
Against my skin
My head
Between your hands
To be in your
Grasp

I will not mask my
Affection for you
Undressed in our
Reflection

Naked in the mirror
Of ourselves

Wrapped around you
Two bodies
One soul

Our story is told of old
Ancients chant
A Vedic dance
Singing in a voice
Ringing bell
Romance

We touch love
Love receives our taste
Caress the face
Of the unspoken

Lips are only speaking
To kiss
Or to say how much
I’ll miss you

If you leave my love
Don’t leave my love
Come to me my love
Come to me

What Is What

I put the pieces together
Wrong sometimes
Deceived by my own love
Confused by my own senses
As free as I want to be
But too free for some
At least it seems
But not for all
The right
Fireworks happen
A spark a snap and
The moment carries
To spend time with
Those who want to have fun
To let go on many levels
Of course we’ll come back
To where we were
What’s so scary?
Why is it when we lose control
That fear finds a way in
Shouldn’t we be
Wandering through our thoughts
To find ourselves and one another
What’s wrong with dancing
What’s wrong with fear
What’s wrong with being
Called out for who we
Are
Who are you
Have you asked yourself?
Are you near
Do you ask yourself
Questions
Like this?
Is this
Questionable behavior
I mean what am I asking?
Am I asking too much
Why am I asking?
Why does it feel like
I’m asking too much
We’re all wounded
Deep down
Let the lips loose
Let the tongue waggle
Let the soul out
Let the eyes dazzle
What is what
Where are we
What is here
When we choose
To be here now
Where are we
Where are
You now

Hanging On

You’re hanging onto things
That don’t matter to me
I’m hanging onto things
That don’t matter to you
We’re hanging onto things
That don’t matter to us
And neither one of us
Can see the truth

Every little piece
Creating problems for you
Every little piece
Creating problems for me
Even if I tell you what
My heart wants to see
It still creates a problem
For you and me

The letter kills
But the spirit gives life
The letter kills
But the spirit gives life
The letter kills
But the spirit gives life
Clinging to darkness
Desperate for light

Is it the love for my dead brother
That’s always getting in your way
Is it because of the things
You never want to hear me say
I never asked you to come here
But you’re choosing to stay
Please tell me there’s something better
Than always fighting this way

Should

I should give you up
But I don’t want to
Can you blame me?

It would be cheaper if I do
Let go of something I don’t need
Will you forgive me?

I wake up and you’re there
Before bed I’m aware of you
Would you miss me?

I wonder if you’ll realize
That I’m gone

I see you in every color
It’s almost been a year
Since we took off

I know I’ll miss you
A slave to your delight
Morning noon and night
Is it all right
If I replace you?

We have been through this all before
But not in the same way
This is different now
So wait…

I guess it’s not the same

Creating space here
Doesn’t mean that we should end
Entirely

But what we could find out
Is you are better off without

Here comes a break for you and I
I won’t be angry if you cry
Please don’t be mad
We are connected
Even with space

Between us
You will see

Now is the time to pass the torch
To someone you will find
More worthy

Someone who can appreciate
The recreation you provide
Deep down inside
Decisions made
With a new breath

And you will rest
In hands of others
Playful means

You

I guess I’m in love
With you
Even though you
Can’t love me
Completely
You love me
Enough

To be close to you
To touch you
To dream about
What it looks like
Underneath
There

So free
When you walk in
The room you
Light it up
You light
Me up

Tomorrow doesn’t matter
Yesterday is gone
Every moment of
Today is like
When will you
Call next

Thoughtful
You remember the last thing

Your voice
Deep and low
Soothing
My feelings
Open
Willing
Anything will do
Starving a bit
So that’s not on you
That’s on me

But you…

I will never
Forget about
You

After Awhile

Why am I thinking about you
Even though we just met?

It was probably the smile
On your face in the moment I left

You like my music as
I’m cruising up
You like my interest
in your origin?

If I’m attracted to you
Would this be a sin?

Am I against your religion
Or do I hit the mark?

Is it the gleam in my eyes
Or the beam on my face?

Did I catch you off guard
Pumping gas in my car?

Or was it the flirting between us
As you stood at my door

I’m not afraid to get out
Stand beside you say hi

I said I need a guide
You thought I said a guy

Ya I’m into you
And you can play dumb

But I’ll be direct
If I think you’re the one

You say you don’t understand me
But you sure know how to smile

See you next time perhaps
After awhile

Sticks & Stones

You can call me
Whatever you want

A hopeless romantic
A fool for the ages
An impossible optimist
Lost in translation

An ignorant faggot
A dumb ox
A ferry
There’s no gauge
For the love
I am willing to carry

A drastic nostalgic
A pointless fantastic
Utopian lover or
Passionate basket

Case for admission
A psych ward condition
A place for pathetic
Amorous fiction

No matter the words
Regardless intention
Whatever opinion
You happen to mention

I am a blockhead for love
A buffoon for the taking
Ignoramus admirer
Stooge of creation
When love is at hand
I see hearts in the making
I won’t give up on love
There is no heartbreaking

Emotion or feeling
To turn off the phone
The lines are all up
For this loving switchboard

My bones are not weak
Sticks and stones
You may throw
No matter the dagger
I’m ready to go

I’m a numskull for ecstasy
A dimwitted tool
I believe in agape
I break all the rules

If push comes to shove
To shut my love warehouse down
Remember my love is
A curious clown
That will laugh at attempts
To box and to fight
I’m eager to hug
All the darkness in sight

I’m a ninny
A twerp
An ineffable jerk
For the one thing on earth
That makes my heart
Want to burst

A cretin for love
There’s no stopping my drive
I believe in this stuff
I’m just that kind of guy

Recall

Why do we love
The wrong one

How long does it take
To learn that the sun
Shines in the eyes
Of the unexpected

No matter how much we cry
This will not bring the love
Of someone who does not
Love in return

Even with yearning to die

Wait for the light
Of the right one

The fire that burns
In a destiny
Swollen with opportunity
Arrives without force
Running a course
Just for you

Friendship will
Promise this
Two

Believing beyond
Where this is
Reigns a generous
Wind carried off
With a kiss
To one day
Reminisce

And remind you

When the time to recall
Of what once did befall
A true reason for love
Will enthrall you

Femme

I see a woman who
Cannot take the undoing
And so she abandons
Her heavenly post
Still yet

There is a paradox
That is you
Both impulsive
And systematic
But most of all
Cheerful

And loving

I see a woman
That is dangerously
Caring in the most beautiful way

And yet

Like an orchestra
She plays
The brightest heartbeat
Of a powerful
Instrument
Herself

Her sleep
Is like an angel
Her open eyes hold
The light of the Multiverse

Her
Vulnerable waves
Like the ocean
Like her hair
Embrace you in a way
That nothing else would ever dare

Is she a spirit guide
A flight attendant
To the astral world?

Her laughter is infectious
There is an electricity rediscovered
In myself when she
Visits

Her pier has no code
She comes and she goes

Her home is unknown

She is
A conductor of hope
Composer to confidence
That reassures me to
Ascend

Direct my
Body and
Connect me
You are welcome
To my dreams

You are a woman
That has seen more than I’ve seen
You are a woman
That knows more than I know

Dressed in white
Extraordinarily
Her sound

Dhvani kee tarang

Remarkable
Profound

I hear her voice
Echoing behind me
Like a familiar
Memory