Poétique

Make Me Alive

Make me alive
A wise fool in your eyes
Peel me away
Like the paint
From the oldest building
You’ve ever come to stride
Pressed up against your brow
In twilights death
Glowing in the spire
Of many decades
Yet to be perceived
In cardinal choirs
I realize the devil
Went down to Georgia
To release you from your pact
To someone else
In what exact chamber
Of glowing heat
Could ever your heart beat
Without the Mayberry bed
Of rubies beneath the belly
And the back of any beast
Red and yellow leaves
Performing twisty dances
To their death on cement night
Make me alive

Life

Die from fright
Dramatic music
There’s a tremble
There’s a shake
And then it’s gone
A week long
One week
How can we die
Tumbled off in a rush
Crumbled until the theory of us
If suffering from knowledge becomes
Freedom in understanding
Through wisdom
I cut through
No need to accomplish
What love has already done
Love letters written
To restore my deepest core
Sketchbooks illustrate
Living my best life
In a field of zithers
Reeds singing
Rising to glisten
My heart will listen
Grab it back
Taking hold
Snap attack
My sweetest fold
Sliding through the
Zigzag path
Called life

Underneath

Wondering winks
Hands grab
Final distinct
Between my teeth
Acting like grownups
The night comes fast
Pulling up the covers
Hanging out our feet
A perfect gravity
For stretching
Love for each other
In marvelous ways
A mighty rage
Breaking into perspectives
Of perspiration
Adult decisions
Wet on the skin
In all the light
Of dreaming
Softly in these sheets
Faux feathers
Plush beneath
Our heads
Scarlet sins
Naked wins
Lush lyrics
Pillared in love
Underneath

Heartbeats

In the soil of our ancestry
Electrocardiography
As we sharpen our knives
Though blood may be drawn
And we stand in demise
Choose for yourself
Whom you will be served by
Beyond the rivers
And seas and the skies
I am hunting stars for you
Rolling dice at the moon
Without treachery
Plump with the elixir of love
Consumed in the archives
Of human nature
Consecrated in unbearable darkness
With your eyes as my light
At the end of the tunnel

I wake up
I fall asleep

So we go into
This indelible recognition
For good and evil
Never too proud
Just sobering
Magnificent perspectives
Drawn in by undeniable
Joy and chaos
That is the precipice
Of our hands unfolding
In a forest of duality
And equally measured
Heartbeats

With Grace

Here’s a new covenant
Maybe I care less
Maybe there’s no reason to care more
If we already care enough
It’s also important to learn
Not to give a shit
So much of my life has been
Caring so much
What if caring too much
Left no room for mistakes
Left no room for badass moments
Maybe a pandemic is
The perfect opportunity
To learn how to be free
Such is the way for a flower to bloom
In the soil of badass moments
And a quest to hold onto
The sensitivity I have gained
But now the inner strength
Of self discovery
No longer bending over
To be walked all over
Maybe too much for some
Is my personality
And maybe
It’s time to be okay with
How I am
To feel okay with the excitement
Embrace the strength
Breaking out wild and soft
With grace

Sandcastle

Is this what freedom feels like?
Pensive music playing
I could walk 111 blocks
Travel the longest corridor
Decorated in my freedom
How precious is this
More than a third grade excellence
Waking up without a care
In the world
No one but myself to report to
My favorite lapels
Extra pointy
Marching out into the morning
With the light of the universe
Apparently I’ve grown up
Turning porch lights
On and off on my own
Who is the Queen or the King
Of said pleasures
Even if to study the board
Or the game of life
Is it the sandwich that we share
Or the one we could enjoy
On our own
Perhaps to share a meal is better
But to share one with yourself
Is pretty damn good
Even though I should choose
To find new avenues
Nothing quite fits the pair
Of recognition and confidence
For where will we meet
If these players are to
Bask in their position
It cannot be found rightly
Without a little burn
A charming dance
Without accomplished
One handed buttoning
Down the front
Of a favorite jacket
It’s been decided
The playground is open
Have you any plans
How do you like to play with sand?

Floating

Being cosmic
Somber music playing
If you write a check
It will not guarantee
A rite of passage
A prettier funeral
Nor that anyone
Will attend
Light looks where
Transition follows
Will we need both hands
To return the sheaves
At the end of the day
Or do we reap the sentient perspective
After we crown the mission

I’m reading your reflection
In my ascent
Maybe after I rise
Past the trees
You will meet me like a single crow
At the top of one of these
Branches between the leaves
I have only twenty
Ways to get there
And one way to
Reach your heart
If you would be so kind
As to open your eyes

Savor the highlights
I have written the antidote
On the inside of
Your left hand

Glorious

What glorious richness
A royal darkness
In amber light
Between the question
And the answer
Resuscitating bees
Immortalized
Obsessed with balance
It’s easy to believe
We can paint it and achieve it
Even in an improbable world
Is there a wooden rocking chair
That could honor this deeply?
Quill the rest of this
Existence with the end
Of a violin
Like a musical pen
Writing out
Fresh cut devotion
With the stems of your excellence
Dancing in the windows
Of your eyes
Bright yellow stars
Circling about
As if I’ve just stood up
Too quickly
In a head rush
Of your glorious richness

Call on Me

I spot the chills
I light your heartfields
With golden fires
While dusk is falling
Twilight is rising
Gazing at the
Hunter’s moon
I am your lantern
Sacred geometry
For you to hold onto
Along the way
Even when the devil prowls
I will be your roaring
Availing luminary
Power

Noxygen

Keep your evil sticky tongue
Away from me
You only want to tear me down
To make yourself feel more complete
Keep your evil nasty tongue
Away from me
You are one who can’t be trusted
You are bitter
Only ruled by jealousy
Keep your evil daggered tongue
Away from me
You are a phony
You are a liar
Desperate for attention
Always ready to conspire
Saying almost anything
I know the type
Who likes to gripe
Keep your evil trickster tongue
Away from me
You are deceiving
Manipulating
I would be worse off
Now to know you
I want no part of your upheaval
I want no part of what is evil
You’ve made it clear
You have no room
For my love here