Intimacy doesn’t always
Hide softly behind
Desires that run
Wild like horses
Tempered cooly
Closeness can make a home
Beautiful but
Absent still if you don’t
Act on it
Ask for it
Wipe your feet on the mat
Just like the way
You can’t get an education
Hanging out on the railroad
Tripping over your feelings
Intensely wide ties that might
Open your eyes
Cherish falling on your face
Tripping over your words
For what might taste salty
Could also be your soul mate
If you use your tongue right
Speak your mind

I’ve never seen
Such a beautiful creature

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Heavy Breathing

The natural world
Or what we so soulfully
Found ourselves
Embracing of it
Sprawled itself out
On our backs
Against a porch of
Buoyant emotions

The concrete outdoor city
Sun stroked in downtown hovers
Towering over our
Dual natures
The only permanent
Naked reliance for sanity
Between us remains on beds of menthe

Turning every page
In your book I look to find
A noble moon peeking
Through your telescope
Up or down it is always
So proximate
So unassailably radiant

Every burning primeval star
Shot ‘cross a black light neon sky
Alights our mossy beds

Cradled rest our heads
Are both collapsed
Onto a pillow of centuries
With cedar ringing in our ears
As our whispered witness
To countless birds
Chirping echoless disappear
In between unspoken
Human heartaches

Two each our own

You bloom like amaryllis
Lush with red light deep inside me
As the first bewilderments
Of unabashed heavy breathing shakes
Panting sounds between us
Twisting over late night lovers

Clever has absent heard
Even of this
A sound for words
Which there are never

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Your Hand

In this distance where you stand
I can barely see your hand
Yet somehow strangely close to you
Somehow scarcely knowing you
Somehow I attempt to understand

Inspired by the swan
Graceful as her silhouette
Becomes the dawn
As the wind caresses
All that he demands
I reach beyond the distance
For your hand

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Full of Daisy’s

I am no one
Who is writing
As if I’m someone
Autonomy at its best
Reeling at how to
Write the rest
Right what’s left

You remember me
Sitting in a chair on a
Cold black moon
Hiding behind the epilepsy
Of your crescent collapse
Hard to forget elliptical
Line dancing
Over a bottle of moonshine
Something like that

When the sheets rise
You can see it all
Like a ladder looking over
The heart of your Great Wall
And every speck of dirt
That clings to each stone
Is a catalyst to our
Flashback kiss

Tumble down
Roll around
Catch the air why don’t you
Underneath the darkness
Amidst the horror where
At the end of the yellow brick road
You’ll find me in a field
Full of daisy’s
Reminiscing about us
Sopping wet with love

© GÄ

What This Means

I was walking on
The back of a bumblebee

A longing stretch
Of yellow and black

A card of tarot
Shown to me
Randomly in step
On the sidewalk

Many to the left of me
Equal to the right

Yet the face that stands
In front of me
Is yours

Tell me what this means

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So I Can

“I just don’t have time.”
He said

I remember when we did
Oh yes, I remember
How great it was then

Crack the cocoon
And remind me again
Remind us

Just let me now when
So I can return

So I can…

© GÄ

In Her Tree

I fear that in this
Somehow founded animosity
A stain has merged
Into a monstrosity
And I am climbing
Every limb of your tree

The tide that passes
Through you
Is heavy as the night
Can weigh upon us
And my soul
Is raw from tire
Ripped with spite

I am empty from
The energy I spend
To make things whole again
And all the tears
I cry that bleed
Are extracted
Pushed out
Rejected antidotes

Funny how the words
I feel at once
Can root from hurt
When all that I had planted
In was love
Turned spoiled soil

The carriage is empty

She is beautiful to me
But I’m exhausted from her tree

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If you say it
You have to wear it
Like a garment
In front of whom ever
You said it to
Be OK with them
Framing an opinion
About it

We wear our words
It’s how we’re heard
In the eyes of others
If you’re strong enough
To say it
You’ll be stronger
Because you did
You may be saying
The things
That no one else is and
It may feel like shit
But just say it!
It’s OK to break your own heart

A little bit

If the world that you’re making
Is a better place
To be in
Because of it

The auspicious time
Of the Solstice
Has been revered
In ancient wisdom
Powerful times
Embrace the
Changes in our lives

Honor the cycles
In a brilliant light
And cosmic sight
Directed at the center
Of the Earth of your core
Consciousness says

We wear our words
It’s how we’re heard
In the eyes of others
And if you’re strong enough
To say it
It’s how you convey it
You’ll be stronger
In the long run
Because you did

© GÄ

Astro Child

Patience and gratitude
Twist up thine roots
Stretch upwards
To touch the tips
Of Orion and Lyra
Through grafts
In one backward
Swift dance
Fill the coroners chalice
With the jewels of a
Priceless ripped cloth
In a tattered black sky

Show me the way

Glyphed in Perseus light
Parted lips
Broke apart
Scribed with words of a
Luminous bright
Waltzing singularly
Quietly in between
Giraffe patches are
Hidden truths behind
Proud and serene
Oh so delicately
Hedged perfectly green in a maze
Of cracked vertical pleasure

Show us the way

Twist up thine roots
Stretching forward in yellow
Searchlights that reveal
What is warmly
Beheld in the misunderstood
Understanding of space
Whisked with
Miniature yeses
Frenetically wild
Unlikely crowned voices
Alighted aligned
Would be proud to
Give birth to a child
Born with wings
In a country unfortunately
Fat with the
Recklessly streamed
Thrones of laughter

Show them the way

Lost little darkness that
Wants to obtain
Innocents quick to obey
What pure consciousness
Cannot betroth
For to loose the
Entire revolt
Would be quick to a colt
Or horse stable
Once inadequately
Waking up the beginning
Before it’s begun

Show me the way

Does the smile on your lips
Resemble the tips
Of Australis?

Does the curse of Corvus
Box us in with the knowledge
Of thorns bleeding blood
Rest the reddest of roses

In any language
Only two words unlock
The hands of the grandfather clock
Timeless Mother

In longitude as latitude curves
Twisting up as pure gratitude

Show me the way

Patience and gratitude
Triangulum faced
Patience and gratitude
Sparkling sidewalks are paced
Sweet expressions
In grit lands of grace

dot dot dot…

© GÄ

Heart Secret

Hard to speak
Sometimes it feels
Messy to say
What I perceive
But why not tell the truth

If you ask me
A question I can’t
Answer with a lie
Sometimes I feel weak
When I admit with certainty
Out loud to a friend
That I can trust
Or even to myself a truth

What’s the meaning
For us if we don’t
Acknowledge what’s real
As I find strength
In my honesty
I master how to feel
I learn to rely on myself
Not to let what others think
Effect the way that I breathe
Establish my beliefs vulnerably

Being certain can be hard
But like a fire burning strong
I know that life altering
Moments always lead
Me down the truest path
That I can tread
Away from grief

I say I’m better off dead
Than living carelessly spent
In a world
That cannot possibly
Be good
Psychologically speaking
I know the closer I get
To the simple truths head
Clearly peeking
Out from under
The rocks of disconcerting others
Disturbing behaviors
That try to cover up
The truth
Of feeling good about it

Is a powerful relief
Opening freedom
To ourselves doorways
Away from rumors

Being true to the heart
May be hard but
In the end
If it seems messy
It’s because a simple honesty
Can’t always be

© GÄ