Obvious Tragedy

Bullet holes
Casings everywhere
Broken glass
Cold despair

Crawling out
From underneath
Our wreckage
Accepting no defeat

We rise above
Break the heart open
Even further than
We thought it could expand
No longer choking

Double whammy
Strength in numbers
Titles discarded
We spoon the hunger

For a better state of mind
For a more loving
Way to find
One another

Exonerate
Absolve the pain
Liberated
Break the chains

Without the expectation
To commit
To something we
Were never meant to
Find a fit

Heal the puzzle
Locate the stain
A true design
That we can frame

Serving dinner at a table
That was once
Shaken unstable

Now is bountiful
With nourishment to feed
Tear down the walls
Reveal the obvious tragedy

© GÄ

Dragnet

Pursuing what could be
Divulge the grand mirage
Your music box is programmed
With perfect harmony

The mystery
A riddle even Sherlock
Could not solve
Love me
Love me not
I hear the words
Revolve

As the petals
Propel and fall

As the petals
Propel and fall

Untangle the case
Decipher and decode
I dig deep to find the bottom
Of your cryptic oracle

There’s no need to rush a
Favorable circumstance

When you are ready
I’m your anchor
I’m the bloodhound
Song and dance

Detective to your heart
Lover at first glance

Allow me to
Unravel the untold

© GÄ

Through

Blinding light
Inside me
Can’t resist
Climbing up and out
Resilience
Through my chest
Beating out
Craves the sun
Like seeks like

The cloak that
Drives reality
Into the dark
Interrupts
The spark
Of the divine
With robes like wings
The breath of death
Beholds the light
Swings black
Stars out
Across the night
Shattered
Into tiny diamonds

Reflective sheer
Transparent cries
My eyes reflect the mirror
To the soul that
Resides and
Climbs with
Blinding light
Outside of me
Into you

© GÄ

Romance

The mist is like a gift
Refreshing on the face
Of Sunday morning
Left and right
It sways
The wind displays it’s cordial
Gratitude handled with
Delicate affection

What is romance?
Is it a fascination
A carrot dangling
On a string
Is it enchantment
In the forest
Hid behind
A childlike fling?

Is it a courtship
Of intrigue
That leaves us
Dancing in the street
A love affair
Of fleeting moments
One hundred brush strokes
In your hair

A flirting rendezvous
That sets off fireworks in your eyes
The moss that’s clinging
To the walls
The ivy climbing
To disguise
A secret second
That beholds
A glance a kiss
A dream in blue
Watching clouds
That shift and shape
To take the form
Of what is you

Like the flowers on a tree
The petals falling
Gracefully
Like the shadow that
Is following the
Steps we
Cannot see

Is it the laugh that
Rings the bell
Above the writing
Wishing well
Or the pail that gathers
Water bringing
Hearts up
To prevail?

Tangled in the sheets
Leftover imprints in the bed
The scent the pillow case
Has left
From the curls upon
His head

Is it the anxiousness I feel
Waiting to hold you once again
Or the excitement in my nerves
Before it starts that it
Could end

© GÄ

Dissension

It seems like the fight is over
And no one won
The challenge of light
The mission of love
Common ground
Multiple favors have started

There are no sides
Only one center
We can’t be that close
As a standing person
Next to us and that
Man could be anyone

I am not a blanket
Although I accept all
If you want to be close to me
It can’t be to serve
Your only goal
Go to the next
And the next

It seems like the fight is over
And the only one to win
Is the one who protects
Their own interests
Their own hearts

Because it’s trust
What is special
Is not authentic
To everybody

I am a dream that you had
Entrance and bridge
You crossed
If you cut the rope
Without knowledge
We are less than
When we started

© GÄ

Just Wait

How little do we know
How indescribable are those
That touch us in romantic ways
Without touching us at all

Figments of imagination
Joyous points of exhalation
Screaming inside with desire
Quietly composed with
Invigorating fire

Vibrating
Pulsating
Enjoying every moment
Silently traverse
Within ourselves

If I say nothing
Will you hear me anyway
If I do nothing
Will you simply walk away

Do I move
Or remain still
With everything I feel

© GÄ

At the Door

The red birch chair
My underwear naked in this seat
That feels entirely too cold
To fasten ass in

My pattern of effect
Has lost the luster
Often stretched
Into the meaning
Found in every moments death

Kind and distant waves
Fish and swim about
Airs rage
Wind caught gasping, gaped
In tolerant behavior

A soundless sigh
Exhales the universe
Almost forgotten
Before the first
Is leveled out
Across the bank
Of indication

Proud-like roar
The cane like floor
That bothers to abandon
Reconcile
At the door

When the push
Is flaccid posture
That desires
So much more
Will awakens
Non-stop
Affirmations
Bound to break
And scold release
In lacerations
Cardinal to the making

The candid richness
Of a song
Written
Falling
Found
And gone
Before the breakfast table
Sets itself to feast

The bitter china
Still and quiet
In my cabinet
Cannot bring
The mean and matter
To displace
Where spoons and forks
Have always known
They had a place

© GÄ