Posts published in “Poems”

out came the tide from her swollen eyes
                                                                        and there i was,
        hand over pride to break the surf
        and i just kept telling myself
                      "she’ll forgive me sometime;
                       she’ll close her eyes sometime
                                                                        and dream of someone else."

blessed

is the blind, Night-scraping

light;

for self-amused stars,

once in cackle’d shimmer,

blur drunk with Jealousy

as glances given North

ever-more fall to Earth’s domain.

i had

walked out to the car

to know the world for a few minutes.

push-laying next to old man e,

i noticed him standing at his pillow;

a look of frustration as he cocked his chin

toward every place he frequents,

looking for the biscuit i had given him

hours earlier–

he likes them

only if he has no other offer

of bacon’d treats.

in the kitchen,

his small grunt-growls ordered me

“give beggin strips.”

–yeah, i did.

had to.

i look up

and see that you

silent-stand

on top of world

as stars shoot-fall..

as worlds slide

along the universe

’round your eyes–

i see their jealousy

for you are still

and they are dying–

for you are constant

and they must be changing.

i peer out

across water

of oceans from your toe-tips

and see you shining,

leading islands

in dance of midnight;

’round your eyes

they twink in merryment–

into my own eyes, now, i look

and see

you

standing

above world—

beyond edge of ‘rizon’s reach

and i cry

,knowing you are seeing me

as i am seeing you.

Way,
thou without name Eternal
,yet Death to many–
chest,
        –yours,
      pierced by hold of;
witnesses,
        –yours,
      drown’d in seeking of;
throat-movers,
        –yours,
      raised t’outer with joy of;
fingertips,
        –yours,
      pause-broke for respect of;
pearl-beams,
        –yours,
      whittle-faded in return of;
low-clerk,
        –yours,
      forgeing by will of;

suppose i saw you,

 never meant to,

 it just happened;

would you wave me,

 swaying daisy,

 and let me know?

suppose i met you,

 never meant to,

 it just happened;

could i see you,

 even hold you,

 not letting go?

suppose we were dreaming,

 never scheming,

 it just happened;

should i wake you,

 or maybe watch you

 for a while?

suppose i loved you,

 never meant to,

 it just happened;

could you love me,

 maybe hold me,

 till we die?

Mother Moon
           wide-smiles
                with nod
        toward stage of Earth;
     in fixed-gaze
         and without stir of wind,
     She washes through us
                fallen creatures,
                       gently rocking
                              World to Sleep’s domain…

like

whimpering pet left in rain to cleanse,

merely

open door

and stay with you shall

’til crown of time banish us

to love eternalized.

how serene her smile in Summer’s facial lightings,

where hair of shined mahogan’silk rests in bask of Daylight’s father

frequenting Shore for despise of Shade and its

lower Beauty–

but though for stuttered moment pictured is her Serenity Smile,

fallen to love has she with other.

like
    sunrun raindrops
    through back of tiger
                            streak-striped
            in orangeflorescence