Come, world
Come crashing down
Just as you have threatened
While we stand up straight
Just as we have prepared
Come watch our audacious dance
Come, world
Come, world
Come crashing down
Just as you have threatened
While we stand up straight
Just as we have prepared
Come watch our audacious dance
Come, world
Not denied my eyes
Told my heart to go to hell
That’s what I’d have done
No heart involved
No
It is the skin
It is the thick and the tender
That the blind won’t abide
That the visionary won’t avoid
The rough and the soft
The sweat, the tears, the blood
Which ought run free
Which prove the day-in and day-out
To beautify that veneer
To strengthen the hearts involved
Once I faced my need
I firm embraced The Epic
I walked willingly
These groanings, these longings awaiting
Alive in my bones, and, though being put to none good use
Fare me still better than the cold, denying heart
They sing songs
Truths they want from her hips
Lies that come from their lips
Still she plays them
What you know is there, there is
You sixth-sense the far rumble from many-a-mileWith barometer’s grace, you notice the change
In the air, in your knees, in the bees
An ambery atmosphere resonates nowAs it all becomes new, what you thought you knew
Turns a corner and trouble you findWant turns to need and then back again
The dance in the walk of your days spins, then stumbles
Love lives deep and cannot tell whyThe quiet speech inks the world and your skin
This means everything -beyond that, nothing
At day’s end I fall
into the red not having
known the poem of you.
It was not
To pull me in close
To wrap ’round me
To span my skin
The gift -the reaching out
It was
To lift me higher
To steady me
To redeem my heart
I will not
Devise a grand plan
Stopping
Loving
The enthralled and free
Delusional and sane
Utterly and parsed
Pure and unholy
Life-giving and breath-stealing
Broken-down and built back up
Stricken and strong
Emptied out then flowing over
Way
That I
Have loved
I cannot