It’s the Truth

If there are
No more requests
I’ll let you go
For now
I don’t want to
Slap myself
Or wear a sign
Around my neck
That says
Don’t manipulate me
With the obvious
Love story
Don’t allow me
To manipulate you
By sending charming
Hearts to hopefully
Make myself feel better
Or to convince myself
That you love me
Even if I
Made a mistake
Because I know
That you love me
I’m just really bad at
Telling myself that
It’s the truth

© GÄ

Toward the Burn

Burning thoughts
Find you’ve forgotten
Find me ill trodden
A somber ritual
An out of shape catch
Unlikely pair
Can’t call
Even if we knew what to do
Teach me what is best
For this
Settle into the upheaval
Over and again
Afflicted shapes
Raw existence independent
Unlike the sea
An apparent relic
We are younger
Redorent consonance
Unearthly glimpses
Become fragments
Of what might have been
Opening the door for another
What could be
Centuries moving
I picked visitation
Cheerless churnings
Thoughts a burning
Unforgotten though
Down trodden
Acceptance dissipates abyss
Screaming cats
Will pray for rain
Some cry for sullen knowledge
Eliminates the game
The earth is filled
With love
A bird flies through
The flames into above

© GÄ

The Next Day

Can tomorrow
Taste like yesterday
So sweet
Hard to believe it’s
Even possible to be
So connected
Conversation coagulation
Slowly flows between
Beautiful beautiful listening
Feel the drag
When we walk in
Different directions
Away from one another
The cord is strong
The tangle tempting
I’ll braid our feelings
Into the ground
Tendrils of emotion
Woven with dried straw
Left over from the sun
Attached to the earth
This moment
Our breath
My touch
Your release

© GÄ

The Attendant

From the window
Dreaming listlessly
Through a small hole
I saw a woman
Cleaning a birdcage
Her face was beautiful
Like a swallows flight
In mid air
Long hair flowing about

The aroma of cinnamon toast
Floating everywhere
My senses all too aware
Like a gypsy fortune teller

Sometimes we see things
We shouldn’t see
Shaped like a memory
We can never forget
Strange I thought
And placed my hand
On my head
To feel my temperament
I bet I could break a hundred
If character or disposition
Could be measured
You know
Sealed glass and mercury
Rising and falling
With emotional levels

Window shopping
When relief seeks its way
To the top of blossoms so sweet
So natural and
Unassumingly with wonder
You wonder what I mean

Watching all the cars drive by
I think to myself
There goes another life
I wonder if that life
Would like to know about mine?

With each boring moment
Arrives another one
Ever so alluring
Like the art on the walls
That keeps changing every month

Hmm, I guess if I hadn’t known
About love I wouldn’t ponder
To think it might have forgotten me
But then again how could it
I’ve hardly been a day
Without it in fact
I can’t remember when
It wasn’t at the forefront
Of my mind

Yes, voyeurism
The look of love
The heart that’s sitting
Opposite in time
From mine
Warped by butterfly wings
On the tips
Of prosperity

Have you any sense of direction?
If you’ve half a mind
Or could even find the time
Meet me on the corner of
Fifty-Second and Charles
I’ll be waiting there with
A cameo of you
I had it made
Especially to impress
Your handsome heart

© GÄ

The Pass

Why is it you can see it
When others don’t
Turn the lights on
Look around
I’m not hiding that well
Mostly in plain sight

Friendship turns to love
Once upon a time
Lines drawn around
What is actually allowed

Wouldn’t want to screw that up
So I dream of things to say
Words resting at the tip
Of my tongue
Ready to take off
When the moment is right
Perhaps never being said
For if I say too much
You just might turn your head

So percolating silently
Approaching moments at tiptoe
Sliding around in socks
Without a noise to shake
Or rock our perfect balance

Friends can become lovers
Lovers can walk away
Better to be friends
Safer not to say
Or is it
With my heart
Take what I can get
Hold my breath to get ahead
Just don’t turn blue
You can’t love me if I’m dead

Hopped up on lust
Fantasy breaking trust
Building courageously up to
The moment where I almost
Say it all
It’s the angle of the pass

Fumbling while trying
Not to fall

© GÄ

The Rest

Does the fear
Exist around me or
Inside me
Does it tickle
The outside of us
Or try to run me over
Like a bus full of
Unnecessary emotion
Nonexistent commotion

The heavens
Part the sky
In a declaration
Of the glory of You
The skies cry out
In their adoration
Of you

Day after day
Each cloud
Each ray of sunlight
Night after night
The stars
Reveal knowledge
Of how ancient
Our beauty is
Which I would have
No clue about
If I wasn’t looking
At you

You are the spark
Flint on my heart

You are the reflection
That reminds me
Not to let the moment
Pass us by
Mother Nature tours
Us through what we
Have yet to expose
And my blood is beating
In your chest
Stealing cherries
From the
Tree limbs that are our
Diving boards
Into the ocean
Of life
Without you
I could not write
The rest

© GÄ

You Are the Key

Rather than live through
All the things
That we collect
To build our nest
The moon is almost full
But my heart is not
Without you

Emotional situations
Move through me
With grace
Take me out of this place
Where I have everything
More than I need
And gift me
One thing


This would be home
Enough for me
Fulfilling everything
I need

No lock upon my door
You are the key

© GÄ

Be the Conductor

In the conduit of a journey
Exhausted rebirth in between
Redirecting over and over
From instinctual survival
We see the world as it is
Internalized by a

Singular perception

With a tendency to inflate
Bring back a humbled gait
One has much more to learn
Than simply rely on fate

An anthropological
Apollo brought this star upon me
But the hand that betrayed me is my own
How very old and human

A pause taken for overwhelming
Experiences of abandonment
Patterns of adaptation
Perhaps in
Avoidance to forget
Being forgotten

Even if we suppress or repress
Project distract disassociate
From the act
Any escape from dealing
With real life
Is still remaining detached
In a powerful default
Of energy

Unless we embrace it
How will we face this?

How do you feel inside
Do you feel empty when you are alone?
Are you trying to fulfill
These things on your own
Or in me…
Fear of abandonment
Can push you away
Codependency can
Play with your mind

To be on a diving board of


For another persons belonging
Is alarming

Disproportionate amounts of space
Spring into a relationship haste
That leaves you hanging
Due to the death of a loved one

We can be alive together
If not for each other
Fight for the light
For whatever
We could have

Even as allies

The living
Looking forward
To what’s better

Symphonically connected
To the gifts that we discover
In this moment
Be the conductor

© GÄ

On the Days

I ponder on the days
When I will no longer
Look at my body
In the mirror
I will see my spirit
Reflecting in a pool of energy
And it will not reflect skin but light
And I will not see a mirror but a star
Echoing frequencies in my mind
That resound in the color
Of love

© GÄ