poetry – Page 17 – Poétique

Farmboy

Gregariously I wait for you
To sign my record as you did
For so many others
In the background hanging
Ever so patiently
In the company I keep
Like an ink stain on my heart
With innumerable chills and still
I stand singularly
Haunting the background to see
If time will find you for me
Transforming my greed
For your touch into gratitude
I am blushing to view you
In action and if I never
Get a signature well then
It’s not the end of the world
But I could feel closer to
The source that is speaking
To you and through you
Is it now or later who knows
I would wait here for days
Counting my eggs
Incubating for them to hatch
Like growing up on a farm
Lazy days roll by
Time is irrelevant
One by one counting
Just for you a farmboy
Love starved not only
For touch but also music
The tune of wheat rustling
Against itself and the
Occasional moo of a cow
Water from the creek
So I lay back rest in the laurels
To uncover what may come

Wend

Celeritous in any way just
Loving you in her own way
Are any of us loved completely
Demiurge creators of the flesh
Probably loved us in the molding of
What we will become but not
Promising what will be there to
Love us or in the way that we need
Protecting the vulnerable
But who will love us completely
Not just on their terms but
In the way we need to be held
Understand understood
I can here the sound of a music
I once loved calling to me from
The treetops bouncing off the
Walls ricochet out into the
Streets a reason to play
Baby crow caws in the morning
Black cat walks across the street
New beginnings and the chance
To meet someone to love us
Completely as we send about

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

Entonnoir

Looking into the eyes of Sasquatch
How do you compose yourself
What would you do

Protect them or
Scream for help

So much more than I ever
Knew to want is in each moment

And the grass desires the sun
Green moon on the horizon

Humble me

Draw the orange curtain back
Peek into the light
Dripping lanterns
Ambient happiness

Bright leaves to dress
The outside of our tomorrows

Do we die happy
Knowing we touched so many things
Investigating the planet in so
Many different places
So many lives

Emblematic fortune
What are words but just an
Opportunity to try

Funneled in we are
Funneling out

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