Poétique

Atomic Love

I haven’t woken up
In someone else’s bed
In quite awhile
Like it’s going out of style
Maybe a distraction
Like this is just what
We need to feel
Good about everything
That seems to be falling
Apart around us
Wake up somewhere
Random in the arms
Of some unknown
Some soon to be known
Something more exciting
Something other moment
Than the dull mishaps
The boring blunders
Everyday exoplanetary
Atmospheres volcanic
Eruptions causing mental
Destructions body-quakes
Noctilucent heart clouds
A night shining of
Atomic love

Grackle

You want to escape
But the ecstasy of the moment
Is lingering and sticky
Like you just left the hospital
Feeling better but some
Sick feeling still has want
Over you and what’s to bear
To wake and think not
Of what’s undone or
What more is to be
Awake and remarkably
Pleased by the nature of the sky
Head tilted to the side
A grackle makes eye contact
Huh! To want look at me
What an honor to have your
Head cocked up at clouds
Maybe a glimmer
Maybe a hope
Something quite beautiful to see
Have you time to walk me home
Or accompany me?
I like your iridescent jacket
Timeless but in no way
Medieval

Otherness

There’s water in my head
That’s trying to get out
Because I miss you
But instead of reaching out
To you beyond my hubris
I am stunned by the mystery
If not knowing only what our
History could cause or what
Foreboding actions would be
Flawed what my distractions
Should create for to receive you
Or for what we are revisiting
What is on the other end?
Resisting to be constrained
To be completely open hearted
Could we open up a floodgate
Of who knows it, or what finds us
Underneath departure from the
Dark acceptance to the light
Inner primate emotional fight
Rejection and reception cry
Send me an angel, one who
Fills my cup with that of
Extreme otherness

Tonight

I appreciate the encouragement
Because I’m living in a world
Where I have worked so hard
To get to where I’m at in this
Place and time it’s like I’m
Keeping everything
Professionally cool inside and I don’t
Actually know if what I’m doing is
Truly amazing anymore- you know
I lay to rest the best- Beyond this point

It’s just in my nature

To want to love
To be distracted by the things
That keep me from concerning
Myself with what really doesn’t
Matter up above because the issue
Becomes on Earth the things that truly
Matter below are nowhere in sight

I take flight
I fly
I’m arraigned in
A sky of liberty
We take flight
Tonight

Picnic

My killer my lover
There is no one above you
You end all my pain
My sacrifice is our total
Enrapture like red ink
On rose petals pressed
Parchment reed paper
Spiraling out of control
Heart racing faster
No sheer equivalent to
The rush of our love
My angel my attendant
Every second on Earth
Our last breaths I would
Spend it with you
Swinging back and forth
Like a pendulum at the end
Of a telephone cord
Hello? Are you there?
In the case at the end
Of the table you will find
A key to my heart and
A bottle of wine my
Redemption lies at the
Foot if the bed and my
Tears are the salt beneath
Your feet carry me far
Carry me away a flight
To Paris or some back
Country road out of the way
La Bièvre ou
Étang de La Geneste
Not far from Versailles
I could cry, I could cry
I could cry my lover
My sister, my brother
My intentions are full and
Our story will beg to be told

Regale

Regale us with your
Gorgeous tongue sweetly
Wagging out those sugary
Words spun to make the
Heart melt in an instant
Hands together we decide
When we make up our mind
We wake up our kindness
To hear what the heart said
And we are so much happier
Impossible love made possible
By the ability to see through
Everything that will stand
In our way we are light
We are darkness we are
Yin and Yang we are
Imparted by soul-hearted
Connection in every way

Turbine

A departure from what was
I lost site of all the love
Keeping head above water
Drowning in a sea of mystery
Where will the end come
How many marks on the
Chalkboard have I yet to
Still become and crest no sight
Of the beginning unto the end
A lost friend and a new page
A book for history to gift away
For the ages long after I am
Gone and back to the wind
I carry on and soon begin
Again to find the turbine
That blows me back into
The arms of love

Eggs & Bacon

Never but not forever
Find a hotel write a note
Ring the bell and wait
For the moment to arrive
Coffee downstairs
Exchange of heirs and
A couple smiles
I wait awhile
Until you appear
A couple bucks for
Eggs and bacon
But I’d rather spend
The last of my dough
On you then sit around
Waiting for someone to arrive
I’ve got awhile
I booked a room
Upstairs enough for two
If you’d like to get
Acquainted

Anyway

We can’t laugh
Bad love
About anything
Because it’s not
Good love
Funny if people
Get arrested or if
We love
Something bad
Happens when we
Feel love
Get arrested but
We’re not supposed to
True love
Get arrested
Anyway

No Rush

Refute my need to burn
An eternal flame
Blue violet light rekindles
Omnipotent embers
Infinite steps between
Starlit pathways in
An ocean of black
Laid back eyes to the sky
Gleaning peace of mind
Dreaming of historic love
The ancients cradle
My face hold my head
An opening above
A pillow for love
No rush