love – Page 11 – Poétique

Speck

If it wasn’t for love
If it was mostly for money
Then the path to be chosen
Was the side door that opened
A cardboard box meant more
For love than another dollar
In the bank ever did
You can have so much
That you don’t exactly know
What you have
Throw away all the extra
Keep the important stuff
That’s enough if you know
How to count what that is
A walk around the block
Can really clear your head
And also unearth questions
About the meaning of life instead
Clean the slate dry it off
Pull out the washboard
Forget what was lost
Feels nice when it’s gone
Nothing to weigh the soul down
Free like a speck of dust
In the Puget Sound
Everything looks really tiny
Floating way above
Kind of like your troubles
42,0000 feet up in the sky

Nucleus

Water drips from the edge of the roof
Collecting thoughts in the perfect room
You can see the Golden Palace from here
A foolproof moment to be created
Manifesting the future in scorching hot
Breaths your body rests on top of mine
Imagining this for a lifetime is quite easy
To take you from behind and love you
Off guard more than you have been loved
Never before hold you in my arms and
Let our emotions get the better of us
A love stark love sparked nucleus
It’s every past experience that didn’t
Every opportunity that hasn’t
A rerun if all our hopes were fully hoped
Our time together is the journey
That we have been waiting to
Arrive every time we tried before
Climbing to the top of the stairs
There were signs I could’ve seen
Leaning out over the city
Palm fronds brushing against my cheek
Broken carriages and cobwebs
A cigarette on the balcony couldn’t
Heal all my wounds and predict patience
Reveal the past like Nostradamus
But the forthcoming patterns of passion
Hours and split seconds with you
Is a kind of ours that celebrates what
Could be the beginning of the perfect ending…

Calligraphy

With a propinquity to disaster
It literally destroyed me
In the moment you were gone
I was burning photos
In a fire pit in the backyard
Sulking up the street
I fumbled my bottle of whiskey
In the plastic bag
I was carrying
Unsure of what kind now
Something cheap I hope
I heard someone call out
“Oh no he broke it!”
I can still recall her voice
Pieces of glass rattling around
Though it’s over 14 years now
Such a strange step backward
From the top to the bottom
And if only for love all of it
How many rounds it is unclear
At this time two at least
If only to be loved
It was really all I wanted
Abandoned once before
But in this memory I
Couldn’t hold my head up
I fell down off my barstool
Wandering into a random spot
I gave my all to lose the lot
Domestically proven bought the home
I could cook I could clean
I could work to conquer everything
But I could not vanquish love
I saved my own life in the end
But not without the consequence
Of losing more of hurting more
Trying by mistake to love again
This is the result of survival
Still being it should be said
Books cannot be written
If the writer is not living
And so the quest for ardor
Continues on penciled in or penned

Cracks

Historic epoch
Masoretic text
Read your heart
Like a book
Study your body
Melt in your aura
Crevices and cracks
Similar to an oil painting
Notes on old papyrus
Paleolithic pursuits
Arrival of the galley
Receiving the best goods
In a heartfelt manner
Dancing the atlas
Mapping the globe
Wishing to hold you
Bones like bronze
I’ve waited centuries
Counted grains of wheat
Without rupture of
Pulmonary destruction
I gather the moss in the grove
To make a pillow to rest
In the light of our
Ancient love

Two Peas

Attenuated heart
Wounded from the exhaust
Bruised and bled sore
Healed by the garden
Two peas in a pod
Tending to the flowers
Mending the core
Pulsating new with desire
To feel better post red letter
Teaming vessels of light
Coursed through the veins
Off the pages in flight
From the soles of my feet
Climbs each vertebrae
Night rings up to skull
Lips round the bottle of life
Vilified and godlike
Innocent grasshoppers chime
Every pure drop drips
Indistinguishably right

Deeper Love

People can be predictable
Unexpectedly so
Abandoning you for partners
Don’t say you’re sorry now
I already said it for you
Connections dwindle
Or maybe no one is at home
Always asleep when I call
Anytime of day
It doesn’t really matter
What makes it count afterwards
Fostering long term relationships
Short term friendships are
What folks seem to be
Most up to keeping safe
I am a creature of habit
I dreamt of making
Lifelong friendships
Indelible memories
Creatively measuring
My worth in the mirth of
A genuine reflection
Touching hearts one by one
Even yours from the start
Holding on making efforts
In the overall spectrum
Of architectureal hearts
I did the work the work is done
I came here for love
Not only for one but for some
Deeper love for all
Each of my friendships
No sex at all somehow
Deeper than sex can go
I came here for love you know…

Solipsistic

Like walking through a bad dream
Looking for a partner or a good friend
In an underworld where only the self exists

Purloin my love
If you must pilfer my heart at all
Inalienable after all
With a history like hours
There’s no erasing

Beguilingly so

If there’s also nothing left
To give up on
I would not have kept trying to find you
In the weeds of time
With the sunlight
Woven over strands of your hair
In a window of possibilities
Or lack thereof

Behind Me

I saw my life flashing
Before me but not in
The way that I pictured
It would be
Somehow smarter
Than before and
A little louder than I
Ever recalled living it
But, it honestly didn’t matter
Once the end found its way
To the beginning of a dream
My smile was captivated
Fool poem of my love
Fool poet for my love
Obliterating me with
Your kissing matter
Your selfish warmth
Laid me down before the sun
On a blanket of
I don’t know what until
I suddenly remembered
I had to go to work
Not for you or for me
But for the sake of
Our unknown future
And so I quickly gathered
Myself and finished
Brewing the coffee
Closing the morning door
Behind me

No Strings

You have to be stronger
Than the illness itself especially
If it’s yours but even more so
If it’s someone else’s
Beleaguered or not
You can’t make everybody
That surrounds you happy
But you can feel good about
Knowing you did all that you could
To extend a full heart
Genuine intent pure gold
And then the love goes on
All of the love that has been
Had for you still exists
That love goes on
Without those that love you
Whom you no longer have contact with

You will still have that love for them
And they for you memory energy
Whether you continue on
The same path or take different turns
That love will always exist
Purposefully maintaining its continuity
To always return to that love
Without any requirement to ever do so
As complex as love is
It is also simple
It is in our hearts
And in our own powers
To receive it or to let it be

Not the Same

Conjecture
Why doesn’t it feel like love
Not the same as making way
For someone whom you love
I’m stuck asking for
Too much and speaking of
Not enough love
Not much room left on this turf
Problematics 101
Maybe the job is done
Even for a best friend
It’s not the first time
I have felt this way
It’s not the first time
A friend has had to say
Goodbye
Able to be there
Why would I chase a friend
If they love you
They are there no matter what
You feel secure they recite that
If I ever felt that I was in your way
Taking up space
Rewrite that the dismay
Yes it’s unbelievable how
Someone can simply not know you
Understand you
See your blank space
Avoid you and your heart space
Even when you tell them
Everything
I have been fighting for
Your attention for twenty years
Of my life
I don’t have it in me
Anymore
The teeth of my life are falling out
I can feel myself deteriorating
I can feel my heart
Slowing down
I’ll get a few things
In order let the clock go ‘round
Guarding leftover happiness
Ugly things
That are bothering me
Move them
Out of the way
Before I truly know
How bad everything
Presumably is
Before it all spills out
Before it all falls apart