Poem – Page 20 – Poétique

Elevator

Imbrication on the pathway
We climbed into the elevator
Before the door completely shut
We were travelling down
Softly in a glided car
No fear for falling out but
Not sure where we were going
We landed at the bottom
Where the carriage shifted out
And started traveling
Down the streets as both of us
Jumped out we found our way
Back to the top of the hill
Also to an abandoned
Phone line where to warn the owners
There would be some disrepair
When they returned to their
Building and in proclamation
We called the fire department
They should know too that
There’s a runaway elevator box
The greater the work
The more terrible the storms
What bright opposition
Under the nose of fortune
Breathing in these
Unpredictable winds

Undetected

Melismatic life that is
Careering around the globe
Wonderful things planned
Long ago before birth
Are we importing or
Exporting ourselves
In a nursery of unexplained
Growth amongst the
Unknowing if there is
In fact anything left
To know
Many sharks in the sea
Circling to make a
Case for dinner and
Still the cups of
Posterity are overflowing
With fertility into the
Aegean Sea
Follow me
Follow me
Follow me
There’s a chance we’ll
See a better version of
Today in the bright beads
Of tomorrows sweat
Swim faster yet
On an undetected note

Reserved

When life is askew
It’s impossible to back down
Tripped up by all the actions
I could have done better
Differently holding on
Too tightly for what is
More memorably correct
Wrapped up in the
Stranger unknowns
Feet stuck to the ground
Brain says move
Go go go
Follow the thought
Stranger still time spent
Left undone on the
Porches of people that
No longer call us
But think about us
Sitting on their couches
You can feel it even
Miles away

Changing

Maybe the changes around us
Will break all the falls

Maybe the people we want to see us
Will break down our walls

If winter is ending
And springs on the way

Maybe the roses
Will mean what they say

I’ve a memory of living
Not working so hard

I’ve a lifetime of working
And playing’s been starved

But the moments we wake up
And feel like we’ve won

Are the days when we made it
With nothing but fun

Ready for winning and losing the pain

Ready for opening hearts on the wind

Hoping for solitude solace and grace

Wishing for happiness on every face

Maybe the changes around us
Will break all the falls

Maybe the people we want to see us
Will break down our walls

If winter is ending
And springs on the way

Maybe the roses
Will mean what they say

Hanging

Brouhaha
Refusing to feel it
Doesn’t make it go away
Maybe we should all
Just go back to landlines
Take a glimpse into
The what could be

Coruscated by the overhead
Light shining down in less draconian
Lifestyles or virtue of temperance
To be a master to the self

Lavender moments of wonder
Missing out to catch up again
Is time running away or
Can we catch it
In the garden
Hanging upside down
From a tree

Acceptance

Whom have I in heaven but you
And the earth is empty of all
My desires besides you

My flesh craves our bond
My heart will fail
In the strength of my will
If I forget my calling
You are my potion forever

Shared soul house of love
Pure compassion
Only breath

What we were is not what we are
At least not entirely so we transpire
Into what we have occurred

The Gods know the way that I take
Lightening will test me
I arise forth as gold
Also my feet follow closely
In considering steps
A positive path without
Meeting the end of the world
With disdain

Handing it over to the
Greatest gift

Your love

Invented

Factoid of life brings
A dream of clouds and cream
Beings in dance and probable
Light that may or may not
Come to fruition

Three dogs I’ve never met before
Maybe my dogs told them about me
On the other side grieving
What beautiful love to share
Unconditionally
Who is the ghost I met
In the ether last night

Bright eyes and long arms
The fantasy if not knowing
Just a neverland of maybes
Brilliant sky dark stars
Outer space positive
Planetary atmosphere

A backdrop for the unpredictable
Minutes ahead that turn into
Lifetimes and I see myself in
Death and rebirth

But the end is not near
What a rescue

Temperate

You have your own life now
No time to hang out on the couch
When you have a cat waiting
For you at home a new life
That needs you

My body needs me to
Show up for it in a way
So I can relate

Like a transformer
Energy jolting through me
My brain is a conduit and
I can cause my pulse to go

Up and down up and down

There is a stretching in between
Giving in and giving up

Pulled apart in new ways
So that I can care not to be controlled
Even if I activate myself

Obsessed with the intensity
Causerie internal blah blah blah
Twilight calms it all
Down down down

If we push ourselves to feel
We can sense the self growing
Like my cat evolving

Is life a drug?
How can it be
Even when we’re sober

What is sober?

Spindrift

She stood outside and cried
Inexplicably in front of me

It was like she was
Saying goodbye
Without saying a word
Just tears

She came there deliberately
Shadowing the street
Like an intruder that
Needed support

Like a burglar
Up for stealing everything
Including your heart

But what did she mean
To do by coming and never
Returning?

Closed closed closed

I need a friend
Who can anchor my abilities
Encouraging my persistence
Reflect my cosmic powers
Eye contact that says yes
You can! Because I
Still believe that you’re
Incredible

What is this deep sense
Of hurt that requires a
Modern reckoning?

As I hold her
On the sidewalk
And she shakes with
Sobbing sounds
I feel her ache
I draw her pain inward

And yet I never
See her again after that

Isn’t life amazingly
Strange

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Risk taking is also
Lavender dreams of being
Ivory streams of temptation
Pull the car over to say hello
To a random stranger

Doff the expectation
Of folding towels a certain way
Showing up for life everyday
In certain kinds where
Uncertainty belies

Lavender and gold
Love you with action

Like skipping rocks
Banana peels
Hopping one from the other
Tiptoeing around not to
Turn over any stability
Keep it same keep it solid
Remaining sumptuous
How can we breathe?

In out in out in out
Music in my head goes
In out in out in out
I need a water spout
Connected to my house
Which is my body

Like a rubber band that snaps
It is the complex thread of life

I will forgo all assumptions
That to be alive is any wayward
Thing or moment in any language

I am betrothed to that which
Comes in frequencies and feathers

Here the water pools in casual ways
Here the thunder claps on its own

We show up when we fox what we can
If even then we have to certainly
But not with tension in our hearts
Rocks crumbled in our brains

Here we show up as we want to
Everyday as we can

This is life the combat
We must fight not just to survive
But to be alive to play