Angels and Demons

Tongues and cymbals
Mountains and thimbles
Angels and demons
Gain nothing in the anger
Of their war for each other
But to find a deep darkened
Hopeful light vibrating lover
Forked red and thrusting
Wings wrapped around
Entrusting the vulnerable parts
In a nuclear sky
We could be heroes
We could tell lies
A mystery to possess
We could also sing lullabies
We could make love
Like demons and angels tonight

I confess
Oh my dear
What would our baby look like

© GÄ

Peace Offering

There was a girl I once new
Adventurous and free
Chase the butterfly type
Tame the bee and so ready
To spring into life out of
Whatever begged to control her
To take away her freedom
To strip what liberated her
Innocently broken open
Like a dinosaur egg all
Crystalline within ready to shine
We think those parts of us
Are forever that they will last and last
That no shadow should fully
Overcast or arrange to suffocate
But something can creep in
There may not be a clear reason
She may not even know
Or he whomever this person could be
To you for me it was she
And when 19 turned into 45
She was not the girl
That used to be alive inside
She was the girl trapped in her own mind
Unaware of how to get out
No matter what I tried to do
To set her free
To help her chase the butterfly
To help her tame the bee
In many ways it was too late
Sometimes the gift we give
Is not to hold them back
But to set them free
I admit I held on earnestly
In the hope that one day I would awake
To see her face gleaming
As she did when we were kids
Even if you asked her
She could never shake it free to tell you why
She herself she was unsure
She couldn’t recognize how the outside
Detached apart from her could see
But I could see what she could not
And rather than be held down
By that pain and inability
I had to do what I could
To set my own self free
This my friend
If you have ever had to do
Might be the hardest thing
You’ll come to understand in truth
For there is no denying
The story that the heart can tell
Not of physical ailments for
A doctor in a hospital to diagnose
But one of spiritual nature
Responses given to conditions
That are not specific scientific
But beating inside
What we know as heartwarming
What we know as love
We can go on to share this journey
But in some cases where there is
Nowhere else to go
But inner peace
We must detach ourselves and rise
High above the heated grove
Of arguments and insecurity
Always leaving behind
Within our trail the sparkling gift
Release an offering of peace

© GÄ

Pickup

In the distance the
Corkscrew willow grows
Twists and winds it’s way
Down towards the soil floor
Rain on our tent sounds like
The vinyl reached the end
And the needle never picked up
On the turntable
Pickup like the one we drove
All the way out here
Pickup like the phone
When I called you for the first time
Pickup like the Indian food
We were craving the other night
Pickup like the beat of my heart
Every time I think of you
Pickup every time I think of you
Pickup every time I think of you
Pickup your shorts off of the floor
Pickup subliminal messages
At the door of the tent
We’re rolling around in with the rain
Coming down and the heat
Of the night and the memorable
Sounds of our bodies pressed tightly
Together as the pace begins to
Pickup between us
On the soft soil floor
Twisting up towards the willow
In the distance

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In Red

I’ve been keeping myself
For you for that moment
A beautiful fantasy really
Tracing the light along your skin
With my finger on the arch
Of your romanticism
I dreamt up when I was
Wrapping up your encouragement
Into the perfect purse I could
Carry with me without
Anyone knowing
Anyone knowing about you
Anyone knowing about us
Meeting soon when midnight
Waits for hours after dusk
Lusting for your shadow
Like writing the initials
Of my lovers letters
Unknown yet or
Carving them into the tree
That I have pictured you beneath
So sensually in red

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Sorry

If my joy makes you angry
I’m not sorry
If I’m not perfect
I’m not sorry
You can yell at me all you want
I’m not sorry
Take your aggression out on me
I’m not sorry
There’s no excuse for bad behavior
But mistakes can be made
Just try not to
You’ll see
I let you exert yourself
Vomit your emotions all over
I’m not sorry
Do you feel better now
Pandemic’s can be ugly
Isolation can be a beast
Is this what yours looks like?
I’m not sorry
Scream at me from your front porch
Flip me off in traffic
Take your anger out on me
I’m not sorry
I grew up poor
I know how to make do with nothing
I can make love for free
Maybe I could make you love me
I’m not sorry

© GÄ

Breaks

Light floods in from
Underneath the door
Knives slipped through the trim
In front preventing any entrance
What can I do to have you
Closer to me in the presence
Of my,,, I thought my father
Might approve
One can dream
And then I closed my eyes
You kissed me and the need
For anything melted away
The innocence of youth
Simpler times that somehow
Could be appreciated better now
But those things don’t
Always line up in such a way
Pictures on the walls
Photographic memories
In the halls of my imagination
And the actual recall of
A time when hope for that love
Was hiding in a car in the rain
After midnight free to make noise
The same car we lost the breaks in
Many breaks we lost
Even the break of my
Sweet innocence
And youthful heart

© GÄ

Dearheart

Like a channel of fire
A full on stream
Why don’t you sing something
We can all sing
Pleasure holding
The heart of a deer in her hand
A hunter and goddess
Ear to the ground
What maketh like
Irish bells grousing around
In udder disdain to be held
Crackling fire
Water wells
Fountains crowded with
Thoughts of majestic compelled
Deep dark green
Glowing up on the edges
To light the foot path
As a neon light shimmers
Twice in each eye
Not as a tear
But as a wood nymph
Might cry passing by
The remnants of a forest
Once thriving now
Burned in blue sky
Hold thy head up to
Fear and the passionate deer
Will guide you blindfolded
Through the dancing
Rainbows of darkness
Into the golden light
Of a swinging chair
Hung from the clouds
Woven from sunrise

© GÄ

Back Inside

Purest form of generosity
Driving up over the hill
Into the horizon of your smile
I jump back inside myself
In search of a kiss
The scent of your breath
A drop of honey on my lips
And a cigarette I saved from the 30’s
Transforming my stupidity
Into poetry
My solution for grace
Turned inside out
A quick turn of the cheek
And a smooch on your face
Left all the questions I had
About generosity in a shopping cart
Abandoned only to be adored
And fondled by the nefarious
Hands of an eager heart
I could take off my shoes now
Stand in the grass barefoot
Thinking of you and how
You touch me with every sensation
That wants to climb up my legs
And out from the top of my head
Where I might find your hand resting
In a mirage of subtle memories
I have been watering since I left
This house to find your soul

© GÄ

Love

Two hearts one beat
Love deeply so nature
Perceives our love
Which is everything
Earth and sky
Your body myself
You and I
They say that love
Alone is pure
Something even
The Gods will feel
When we shake the earth loose
Lose yourself in our love
While you love deeply
Sweetly in that love
Will you love me
As your body and yourself
You are the nature
The will of all love
Against my skin with
You at the center
Of our love
My love

© GÄ