love – Page 10 – Poétique

Junkyard Heart

People maurading through the streets
Every dance floor in the city
Has seen his feet seagulls cry
In morning light and ferris wheels
Are tempting stories of making out

We aren’t going anywhere
But we aren’t children anymore
The water is only one hundred
Feet away and the dream of
Remembering how to kiss a stranger
Is an easy one to stake

In the tree there were so many birds
Small and large tiny ones too
I was chasing insects up the bark
To feed them all when I noticed
That their size was comparable to
Some of the smallest fledglings
At first I was nervous that
The bugs might score but then
I witnessed the birds enjoying one bite
After the other they were winning!
Had it never occurred to me
However that everyone needs to eat?

The wharf was kind of perfect on
Mornings like these observing
All the wildlife filling up their gullets
With a cool drink of rainwater
While nothing stopped the harbor,
Ever pressing courageous sensitivity
Was showing up at every corner of his heart
Starting from the north point

There was evidence of a struggle inside
But the gentleman driving the vessel
Hadn’t quite given up on the want for
And desire to abridge his destiny in love
When his brain came to it was
A waking life of friendly misbehaving
That enticed a little memory of adventure
Something he never quite gave up on
But somehow lost sight of in his masonry
To build a safe home inside his heart

Zombieland

People going through the motions
Foreign countries living in a different
Existence than what I am used to
Love doesn’t always mean more
Love can mean lessening what
You have achieved taking steps
Backwards is not a sign of
Happiness what is the sacrifice
Made worth if your life is falling away
Did it all happen for love or at the cost
Of something much more important
Your security your job your
Everything you worked so hard for
Your home your friends you’re
Gone gone gone is the song
You can sing even if you try
The crocodile finds a way to
Put the love bird back into the cage
Until you’re ready what’s the rush
If everything you want and need
Is being forced what is the trust
Of a mountain we are climbing
To discover the other side when for now
You can sit back to back with a tree

Intra

How much do we have to be
Accountable to accept the effects
Sounds and accusations walking the
Ground creeping around and into us
Does it have to be absorbed
Or taken seriously as this is
My only mind my only heart my only head
Just to meet someone who
Is genuinely excited to be loved
To be in love with or accepted by
So sincerely wanting to be wanted
But not because we need to interrupt
Or force ourselves to be as the heavens grow
Darker and the night closes in the garden
I can picture many chances to stay
In one place without changing though
The world is shifting around us
In circles of transition the bamboo is spreading
Constantly a new generation a new
Explanation of seeds a second disturbance
Minding your own business is non-existent
But we hold still stationary and
Keep true to the principles of
Life that are suited for the era we
Are encountering today embracing
A distinguishable time to the solitary moments
A union of self and a tribute to being
Brilliant auspicious and flourishing
Without wavering to the arrows being
Fired the space to walk in unblinking
Between is as big as Sherwood Forest
And many trees to glean in sorted hours
As the sun crawls into the shadows a traveling
Sky promises hope in propitious colors

Veritas

Wrapping my head around new feelings
How much can I hold onto my own
Cerebral functioning in the presence
Of another who gives me want for
Emotions outside of my own self
My body is swollen with love
I have so much more to give after
Time spent being in such a presence
I believe we could solve the riddle
Of life together you are as strong
Or stronger than me consciously
I turn to you I agree I listen I bow
In empathy I believe you behold the
Answer before me I hear you listening to me
What is the difference between
Passionate love and friendship radiating
They are very different but somehow
Feel the same both traveling through
The body like a surge of electric joy
Likened to an energy boost from a drink
Although intangible it can be felt
He knelt before the moment to behold
It in its glorious wit and charm but
Also felt disarmed by his own mistrust
Not comprehending what the journey
Could become or wise for letting it unwind
On its own unraveling tenderly soft
And quiet because the trumpet he heard
Was loud and boisterously calling out to say:
“Don’t miss the chance like you always do!”-
But there was no need to rush or fumble
Where were we all going to anyway?
As if an apocalypse was heading fast
To hit our town in a cluster of
Asteroids but still nothing could stop the
Fussing or rushing to meet the moon and
Stars on time before the sun came up
One last chance to polish the throne
To stand at the foot of truth and still
Beg to be understood no not even then
For the question of love and friendship
Left him in a chaotic frenzy of ecstasy hoping
A fragment of foresight and wisdom
Would fall down from a crack in the sky
By way of Aletheia daughter of Zeus
She would definitively know what to do
Even when the earth shakes we still
Come out of the quakes wondering

Lovetail

The story of love must be told
Many times before it has been
Looked over and tossed around
I’ll just close my eyes for a minute
See if the maudlin moment passes
Shine my shoes and eat less
Brush my teeth early so as not
To be tempted by myself
Or is the temptation coming
From somewhere else!
O, no bother to run up and down
The stairs of my mind it’s always
A sane distance traveled
I haven’t had a cry out in years
Silent tears and sobbing at the
Loss of a loved animal is to be
Expected oh yes there was a wail
I spooked my coworker
Thought I should go home
But that wouldn’t bring my dog back
So I worked and hid my tears
Even from the other family members
I wanted to be strong for all of us
Once again the story of love
Absolutely must be told many times
And also in many different ways

Cardinal

Love found a way to the surface streaming out in one explosion
Undetermined by its surroundings if it should stay or return boundlessly

My core the center of me is only love
At the beginning when I saw the truth in your face
I convinced myself there was no other perfection
Finally able to grasp the physical beauty
Something tangible gave me strength

In that moment
I felt myself
Leap from the chair
Holding onto nothingness
Spirits before Shakespeare on pitch black nights
Delicious desires panting and wanton
Delicious desires craving and wanting
Is there any storm to find its way to hang above us again bottomlessly?

You warned me to no end the honest ways
Such an alchemy of sacredness belies
Where the sharpest stones
Dress the pathways to our bed
When my legs wrapped around you
The only noise I heard was ours
The only breath I felt was ours
If there were more lungs than one
I didn’t know it

And all the angels and demons came together
Dancing in a circle to unite our destinies
Scarlet hues breaking open to white
Something smiles in great strength
If to abandon any part of this
Assures no fear could take over symmetry
Nor can we never grow tired of our bodies
Pressed together like this

Against one another in an immaculate way
Caressing every inch we stay
Ambushing the darkest corners of ourselves
Wanting what we want
Listening to the heart
Breaking down because we are
Only our best in this moment
Every second insatiably full
Every transcendence ravening

Love found a way to the surface streaming out in one explosion
Undetermined by its surroundings if it should stay or return boundlessly

Peacock

We have so many
Identifying markers
To make it known
To one another
That this is my tribe
You are my person
We are connected
We learn to read
Each of the signs to know
What we are silently
Saying and speaking to
One another in an
Outward appearance
With our earrings our hair
Tattoos clothing and makeup
We stare we look away we
Are shy we are lonely
We are fully aware
It’s all there
Can I ask you to show me
The truth of who you are
To get to know me
A signal a sign of
Who we are and
What we’re looking for
Like fishing we all
Pick out the prettiest
Eye catching lures
And then walk ourselves
Out into the world
Just to see what
Might be coming
To catch us to love us
Do we choose to be careful
When emotions are running high
Are we cognizant
Of those who may be at prey
Are our endorphins in the way?
Tucked behind corners of
Themselves people are
Always hiding inside
The disguise of their
Most beautiful feathers
Until we finally see
What we think we want
Of what we wish we had
Of what is mostly not
We cannot truly know
Until the tent has dropped

Appellation

I feel it deep
Inside my chest
Rummaging through
My anatomical toolbox
I found the rest
Central to my rib cage
So many parts
Around the gears
The joints the
Points connecting
Intertwining veins a
Warehouse for tears
Working churning
A memory factory
For feelings and
Blood red discerning
Volatile burnings
Swollen emotional
Dealings with time
And solace yearning
Tu me manques
Pressed into the clock
Back against the wall
Standing straight and
Tall like Big Ben
I found your name
On a piece of paper
Crumpled up
Tossed down my throat
I supposed like a well
Excited to tell or remember
To unfold it the ink
Was glowing there
Visible and dispelled
Feel at rest again
Heavy breathing
Then upon my chest
Your moniker stood
Living within my body’s
Domain imprinted
Safely until you arrive

Κακός

Crying on my knees
Another love by another name
I found someone else to
Comfort me fill in the blanks
Temporarily but still it was only
Almost the same the heart math
Is finally adding up to
What we were unable to
Formulate in the quadratic
Equation of our friendship
Mutiny is in the air
I’m not as important as
Every other girl
You turned at least two of my
Friends into your relationships
Where were your friends when
I brought you into my world
Into all of it and now you
Are having trouble showing
Up for me I guess I can
Finally see why I was
Left in a fetal position
Wrapped up on the floor
Comforting myself for hours
Begging for more attention
It’s gotten quite cringey
Hasn’t it me chomping at the bit
Wishing for all of it to be
The friendship that I dreamed of
Listening to records and
Sharing poetry every worthy
Moment unwaisted and yet
I have learned it could only be
What you were willing to let it be
And boys typically aren’t in the
Picture so I guess that
Also includes me
How did you love me?
Did you love me?
It’s a big deal