heart – Page 2 – Poétique

Pellucid

If all the light in the room
Could pass through me
Would I find you there?

Less questions
More answers

A grand scale
In the difference between
What weighs enough
And what doesn’t weigh
Anything at all

Which knows which me
When is it the other one?

Depending on if you ever want to
You can never not to
So I dug deeper
Asked for the check
My pocket held a piece
Of what was there
From before and what I
Thought for sure could only be
Pellucidly felt compelled and still
Removed to unveil the mask
That held back everything against
A sympathy and meaning to
Manipulate the lines I found
We drew on paper or otherwise
All just so you could love me with
One hand on the wheel

Fanfaronnade

Unrequited feelings that
Couldn’t love me the way
I hoped to feel grasping
At my ears I’m a little dizzy

Cramoisi in a rush to my lips
Giving everything with no
Expectation for return
I would tell them all about
How incredible you are
Overly boasting even

A seance of emotion
Calling all the forces in
Mumbling everything there is
To say about the world you
Left me with to protect
Myself from the things that
Couldn’t possibly move me
And love me the way one can
Read about from the texts of
Ninth century poetry like the
Sequence of Saint Eulalia
Early medieval dreams
Lest one should plot to
Chop off my head and
Throw me into a fire
I would not stitch my mouth
Shut to own all of heaven
For the truth of a fantasy love
I could prove only to my own heart
That you meant to love me
What’s all the fanfare about anyway?

Gathering the twigs underneath
Twilight he had remembered how
Impossible it was to erase the
Memory of wanting to do better
And the impeding thoughts that
Came crashing in when he opened
His eyes; my eyes peering out only
From thin slits each morning
To keep the power of a serene still
Distance that could also be a lie

But shouting to my mind
Was a gorgeous hope for
What could never be and
Perhaps what he saved
Hisself from closing the
Cellar door a manifesto to
Paint in words what only
Few will understand why
He still begat a procession
Of choked up themes
Including tears that wet the
Soil of a tender distress

Heartchatter

Chest beats harder still
Electric rhythms unexpected
If I’m honest nothing to hide
Let it all out never outspoken
I want to give you so much
More than a slice
Nothing matters when you have
Something greater in life
No one knows that you don’t
They expect that you have
A million other things to do
No crushing dreams
What you didn’t think to say
Because whatever you are doing
Is outstanding
Stretching humility

Feeling alive where
Parts of us were dead
What is freedom awakened?
We don’t need to sound like
Savages on the way
Clear the headboard
We could tear the
Seams apart
Decorate the room
With your charms
It seems harmless
Simple is good
Adorn what embellishing
Basics will like a rug on the beach
Probably all that we need
Topped off in a concert
Of your eyes and a smile
To quiet the guise of
Vibrant patterns engaged in
Boundaries crossed that
Never needed our permissions

Palaver

Throwback to both
Immediately and momentarily
I was in control only because
I knew not to be actually
Pretty damn close to where
I was supposed to be
All my memories are here
Tucked inside my favorite
Pillow for the best sleep

What verdant dreams
Why do I feel without you
That I am lonely
Is this a message
That is only
A case of your love

My love for you is ready
To describe the most
Important thing it sees

In my eyes, your eyes, you rise
Cover me so sweetly
That I won’t get out of bed
Now how to tell you
I don’t want to be anywhere else

A place in my mind
I wait for you to find

(ЯEPEAT)…

Someone made a noise
They didn’t want you to repeat
Or hear by not making it
Loud enough for us
To conceal

What would I ask God
In this moment?
I almost fell completely off the cliff
I want to finish something
No, I want to finish
Everything
Now

Are there really any strangers
Who are we supposed to be
Avoiding?

It’s your turn
I’ve gotten a bit sloppy
Sharing more than usual
Slogging to connect with you
Deeper

At times I didn’t think I would
Make it here with or without
A cigarette or an excuse
Hungry for reality
Starving for a fantasy

End goal make something
Out of yourself time, time
No testing the system
No game playing, baiting, blind
Is there an order to existence

Being, a, uhhh
Where is my concept of being?
The cast would open doors
Happening but as it is now
Work hard to become last
Something for the wrong reasons
Kapow

Responsible heartache
Absent blank status
Rejection is security
Laying it out into a
Quilted unattainable
Devotion

Muditā

If I lived up to the
Loss of what everyone
Wanted to replace this with
I would have been
A miraculous man lest
My bones are sore
Perhaps I entangled myself
Beyond unraveling

Just like the canary
Singing at night
For the first time
Heart opened wide
Willing to share what
Wasn’t known in vulnerable
Moments enchanted by
A certain muditā

Altruistic joy
You share with me
What I feel too belongs to you
And to us a countess to
Compassion

Say what you mean
To mean what you say
Twenty seven minutes later
And we’re still arriving
In our favorite place
Together residing
In the other

Glowering

You can’t keep up with
This fire though you want to
Touch it you know you
Still can’t keep up with it

My head is clear
Clear as day
No need to say
Anything more about it

Free breath
Free air
I don’t care

No more scowling
No more glowering
I won’t vitrify my heart
Feels good to smack my hands
Dust it off
Batting it away

When we come back for love
We come back for ourselves
First things first

No more ominous
No more sullen showering
Have the moment
How does it feel
No glowering
Just glowing

Hermetic Dreams

A buffalo pushed the
Mushroom out of the way
Leaving only a question
Where would the others go
And how could we bring it back?

Hanging on by a thread
To our past like a history
Stood to remind us that we
Aren’t bitter like the angry giant

Baby blue starlings
Ariel view of a map
Complex atlas like chess
Moving the pieces
Precious animals there to
Guide and make room for

I don’t want to be vulnerable
With my emotions in front of
The world even though
Television normalizes this

A friend who sings visits
She enters my dreams
She has already red hair
She asks me to make it redder
She tells her friends about
My remarkabilities

It doesn’t matter if
It’s not a word

Make it up as we go along
Hermetic dreaming

Adaptateur

Who am I without you
Ceremony is so powerful
Stroke concierge to
Adopt my heart

Kill myself inadvertently
So much pressure
Greece first

What if I just live
Like I’m going to
Crash and burn
But then don’t !

Maybe I’m not a good loser
Pink Jasmine trained
On wires to make the
Most dynamic patterns

Arrangements floral
Minus the bitterness
More reasons to fight
To be alive

Radiant reasons
To die

Device impressions
Stenciled markings
On a historic heart
Sage me

Blue foresight
Push to defend
Playbook to guide the
Centuries

Compassion is bleeding
Wealthy hearts are
Lurking

Meaning

Maybe I’m keeping
A broken dream alive
What veracity!
Ode to truthful pleasures
The exterior is pristine

I think you would be proud
Of what I’ve become
And
What I’ve done

Garden flat
All though you may never have
Really cared about that

Neighbors said they
Liked the flowers
The garden is my sanctity
Does it also count
If it’s only me?

Attraction
Connection
Companionship
Something to do it for
An us factor to share
Are we holding onto
An idea for something

They were all contending
For his attention and love
But in the end none of them
Truly adored him

It was a trophy
Something to win
Someone could say
I got him!

What would it mean to
Genuinely love him