Poem: The Street Lamp

The street lamp

seeps

through the jail slit blinds

while I lay wide-eyed

remembering

trying to sleep

It lights my thoughts

the moment when you

got on your knees and begged me to stay

when I played the now dead song:

“I Will Always Love You”

(which wasn’t true)

Laying on the lamp-lit bed

even with lavender soaked eye-pads

I cannot escape

the path of memories

illumination

 

 

 

 

 

Poem: The Pearl

 

I am gladly me

although there is much you

don’t see

most can’t see beneath

the murky coating

worn like a cocoon

shed when ready to soar

Only few

can pierce my crispy shell

but they don’t eat

the meaty flavor inside

Instead they slip around

the oozing fluid

that comes dancing out

while I hold onto

the pearl

Poem/Song: Tango River

We danced a tango river

where winding waters flowed

And the moon glow ripples

made our heartbeats slow

 

Back when summer moons were fuller

as we floated through the night

Rocking closely to the rhythm

gazing star eyed at the light

 

We danced a tango river

where winding waters flow

And the moon glow ripples

made our heartbeats slow

 

You rocked me in a cradle

of gently loving arms

And you held me like forever

So I never came to harm

 

We danced a tango river

where winding waters flow

And the moon glow ripples

made our heartbeats slow

 

So my sweet partner

it’s with you I want to dance

Let’s drift away together

and take the rivers chance

 

We danced a tango river

where winding waters flow

And the moon glow ripples

made our heartbeats slow

 

And the moon glow ripples

made our heartbeats slow

Note: I picture this as a song somehow, but unfortunately, I can’t write music. The first line came to me in the middle of the night as my writing often does… I wish I could put it to music somehow….

Poem: Overheating

It’s  burnt orange 

and peeled back 

sometimes so thick with scars 

it hardly knows how to beat

its way through 

incoming traffic 

Words that are tossed

uninvited guests 

landing in places 

too close to the center 

confusing the rhythm 

and making all the other parts

heat up

so they run 

all wrong 

Poem: The Bandit

Bandit

you stole from me

when I wasn’t looking 

too busy not wanting 

wrapped up in it can’t happen

But there you were

digging away 

at my center 

until I surrendered 

And now maybe 

you have found me

buried under the debris 

scratching away long enough 

for me to be revealed 

So stay

don’t wander away 

or think of stealing bits

of me

and hiding them 

somewhere else 

Misty Memory

I met him last night in a room shuttered and silent, painted with gray and gone wan. He was middle-aged handsome, his chin dappled with careless hair. Around his mouth were creases when he smiled that showed he had known joy in life. His eyes a mystery, my memory failing–or maybe I sunk into them drawn by their depth.

We talked and laughed. And I had some project to perform–a photograph etching this moment in time, this man. But rather I revealed parts of myself, both physical and others, sinking within, to parts I had not gone in a long time.

Somehow it seemed right with him, this man, in this deep and precious place. I let go for a moment, tasting again that feeling and wondering at it.

Then, he left for the night and the shadowed light returned. I arose from my bed recalling the visit as his misty memory disappeared.

Poem: Unexpected Connection

Any moment

Life changes

For good or ill

Around that corner

And

Now you walk with limb recalled

Or see the frozen look

On faces of children

As stretchers move past

Have the tumbling weightless fear

Careening metal over cliffs

Clinging to memories past

Hear stumbling sentences

Pouring from crooked mouths

Just moments before making sense

But  it can be loneliness

Broken by unexpected connection

Eyes looking back

Not your own

Conversations shared

Out loud

Instead of noise in your head

And bodies draped, touching

When just hours before

There was simply

space

Haiku: Click?

Tomorrow we meet

Conversations become flesh

Will our souls connect?

Poem: Jesus Lover

Jesus lover

Arms outstretched

In supplication to the goddess

You say

I pray

We lay

Onion lover

Skin like paper

Peel deep layers back

You belie

I sigh

We lie

Diamond lover

From the coal within

You glitter and sparkle

You shine

I divine

We combine

Spoon lover

Stomach to back

Bodies glisten heat

You burn

I yearn

We return

Rocking chair lover

Moving back and forth

Long legs sweet swaying

You lean

I beam

We glean

Lollipop Lover

Luscious lips lick all over

Tongue tasting salty drops

You crave

I cave

We save

Stop sign lover

Our paths converge

The road ends here

You break

I take

We supplicate

Poem: Lover

Succubus breath

I pull your soul into me

While you dive deep driving

Entwined vines

Legs laced

Arms embraced

Wrapped like twine

You whisper

Words soft

Drifting through my heart

and flicker in toes

My words echo too

Softly laid upon your chest

Give rise to days to come

And opened doors

My hands upon your skin

smooth sweet sweat

The smell of home

I curl

You encircle

I share secrets

You love more

I touch

You sigh

You sigh and close your eyes

We look at eyes to souls

Now shared

Paired and linked

By body

and essence

Your smell is on me

And I on you

We mingle and mix

Feelings and fluids

We join

As one—for a moment

I am gone

A part of you

And we realize then

we are

Both

On the verge

of feeling safe