tree – Poétique

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

Swingset

Untenable
I guess it’s a river in all of us
Love begins where ignorance stops

Giant swings inside
Three as a pair
Swinging as high as we could
To the ceiling
Careful not to wake the guests
Reeling with laughter
Not too careful I guess
How did this swing set
Get in here?
I can feel the wind rushing past me
As you climb higher and higher

No one knew exactly why
Our fathers fought
Some brothers get along
Ours were different
And so were the relationships
We had with them
Especially you
Even though he brought out the belt
You loved him in a way
I never felt a bond with my father
Two brothers two kids
Two totally different experiences

Why do some people feel
More secure than others?

Dark sky grey tree
Trust the unknown

Smashed

The only way to love you
Is to never need you
And when I don’t want you
I can love you all the time
What a delectable compromise
You’re a bad influence
A hard habit to break
But once the spell is broken
Oh how much better we feel
I broke dirt in the ground
Planted a tree I was nursing
For three years long
And then suddenly one day
It was time, I could have
Never known that it was
All for this crushed splintered smash
To let go to find bliss
To agree that photographs
Will be enough to reminisce
About you and what solid flat earth
A beautiful path
The sapling almost
Did not want to come
At first the clay all fell away
The terre was dry and crumbly
But I confronted it
From all sides and with
Sore arms and bright eyes
I scooped you up and
Walked you out into better company
To remind me of the company
I should also keep
Many trees to look up to a forêt
Many fellow conifers to inspire
And the space around is wide
I will stand along side
I am to record a file a testament
To our growth in the mourning
Of the loss of our bad influence
Where our roots can grow strong
Oh how much better we feel
But once the spell is broken

Cold Tree

First frost is close
Iceland is near
Feelings of cold
Rejuvenation
Icicle clarity 47°
Mental baptism
Are we progressing
Just making more
Or standing still
Revolving in the same
We make new things
To feel alive
But if stuff
Is all we have
Then we have
Nightingales
That aimlessly dive
Cobwebs in our eyes
To climb the tree
To see if the top
Is as cold as the bottom
Is much more meaningful
I can see this is
A popular spot to rest
For every bird
Another coyote
Looking for breakfast
Is it cold
Where you live?
Do you think
Of things like this?
I imagine
It would be warm
If we were together

It Just So Happens

It just so happens that I
Like the taste of salt
But share I not of your tears
For they are both sacred
A revolution endeared
In the obvious clearing
Of a love grove manifested
By the planting of such trees
One by one in an orchard
That needn’t be mentioned
Further past my lips
Than the whispers to your ears
Perhaps you remember me
Once upon a dream
Floating through your memory
By cause most likely
Difficult to see but certainly
You have an image of a time
We spent together when
You were feeling what some call
A reverie of momentary joy
And the cloth between us is cream
And the words between us
May seem of Sanskrit ages
Old and antique like the rotted oud
Of the most beautiful tree
Tangled up in our hearts for
All kingdoms to see where
The blood of roses pool up
Into our great eternity
It just so happens you see
You might remember me

Lemon Tree

I refuse to believe
That your night song
Is not with me

Multifaceted nature
Endlessly ever promising
To strike our
Unconditional wish match
Into a yellow flame made with
Salty flint
Eternal fool
For love

Whatever is this
Lust for lucky

Blanket of stars
Above the furies
Beat the heart
With savory sparks
Lego construction
Piece by piece
Each one rather
Neatly

Build me up
We contrive what we
Decide to collect lemons
For from each our trees
What will we make of these
In our grove

A delicious tonic

In Her Tree

I fear that in this
Somehow founded animosity
A stain has merged
Into a monstrosity
And I am climbing
Every limb of your tree

The tide that passes
Through you
Is heavy as the night
Can weigh upon us
And my soul
Is raw from tire
Ripped with spite

I am empty from
The energy I spend
To make things whole again
And all the tears
I cry that bleed
Are extracted
Pushed out
Rejected antidotes

Funny how the words
I feel at once
Can root from hurt
When all that I had planted
In was love
Turned spoiled soil

The carriage is empty

She is beautiful to me
But I’m exhausted from her tree

Sandcastles

Beaches waiting for us to embrace
The sun sparkling on our skin
Together again

No fear for touch
To be near one another
To embrace and run
With the light of the prophets
I find you nestled
In the crevice of my heart
Spun like gold
From the wheat
Planted by the
Hands of the
Most powerful
Sages

Cast the fire from each fingertip
Burn it up with the love
Of an international passion
I carry the fear the weight
I fly with the grandmothers
And the grandfathers
Of all

Into one tree
From the roots of every soul
Together we are whole
A home for every child and every bird
On the limbs of our
Collective fold

I am with you
I am always with you

Sandcastles in the sky
Every cloud that passes by
Every heart beat that defies
The ugly that crawls up to
Extinguish our light

My hands are on your head
My fingers in your hair
You are my prayer

The Difference

I suppose the difference
Is me
I imagine impossible
Possibilities
I want what makes life
Easy
To come to me
To come to us
But I feel also helpless
Almost boring
Not because of you
But because of me

Goodbye to being
This carefree
It’s turning into
Thinking about
Too many things
That’s what being alive can be
Even unintentionally
To try thinking less
And just being
Sounds very comfortable
But not realistic
Wait and see
I’m hopeful
I’m happy we had this moment
I feel a bit like timber
In a forest full of trees
Fallen down
Quietly
Or leaning
Heavily at least
Towards you

Love for Self

If ever I have seen
With the intensity of eyes
It is now

If ever I have
Been aware
It is now

I couldn’t ask for
A better place to be

The ambience
The dress
The success of nothing less
Than pure love for the self

More room for loving
That which draws
Surrounding

Even in dark paths

The sleeves
Slip up around
The angry bark
Of bitter delight

The leaves
Extending
Into the blue

A freedom tonic

As I blend so well
With tree

As we bend eternally
Environment exists
When we become it

Endless chance
And all that we create
Will now succumb it