Miséricorde

To be a participant in life
Not always driving
Sit back and take it in
Be not contained
By the desires of others
Fight for your exit

Red lines drawn down
Electric eyes up
Irascible prone to
Temperamental outbursts
Like a burning fire
Sadness always on the horizon
Little did I know that genuine
Happiness was always
Around the corner

Like a wet towel you
Can’t get out from under
Breathing in wet
Breathing out wet
With what we have left
How much more
Can the body take
What is resilience
If nothing exists
To feel love?

Just to stretch our legs
Walking the distance to
Get onto the other side of
Emotions we were never aware
That we were suppressing

Solve the mystery and mercy
Embrace the light that was
Once blanketed by those who
Needed to put it out

© GÄ

Lashes

My eyelashes are wet
With the circumference
Of my desire for you
The empire I inspire for you
Although the iceberg of my
Patience melts slowly
As I sketch the outline
Of your drift
The existence between
My headphones rings
Like a distant
Church bell in my head
A century of crickets
Chirp in accolades of us
A line used to join our staffs
Carrying simultaneous parts
Along the stream of light
That blinds the funeral
For our love in a weighted
Ceremonial harbor
Floating up into
A resurrection of butterflies
After the wet chrysalis
Drips from each strand
Of our lashes
Synchronized into a pool
We kayak through
Together as the milk of
Our tomorrow feeds
The pasture of every beast
That bellows and bleats
Rejoicing in the favored
Emotions we have championed
Out above the surface
Of our bodies that
Meet the horizon of
Blue and green
I’m not afraid
To show you
Who I truly am
You are more mouthwatering
Than any dish
I’ve ever had

© GÄ