My communal arms
Must reach deep, must pull life close
Through my ev’ry breath
Tag Archives: Poetry
A Firmament Away
Less beautiful
These days
You mustn’t fault me
For looking downward
And inward frequently
To reflect with abandon
On eternity
Without you
These days
Less beautiful
We Sleuth
Whether ink or lead
Or in aerosoled hue
I own thee, my friend
Placed my mark upon you
It’s your fault, inspirer
You’ve caused my daydream
Your borderless pages
From which you Love-scream
Never stop speaking
Such fanciful truth
I fight with you, write with you
Together we sleuth
(Original Thought Credit:
“Books make excellent companions.”
-James Howe)
Sharing Space: A Haiku
A strawberry pie
Set in the kitchen window
And enough for all
gaze
Touch her bruised and battered borders
Know her shattered, suff’ring soul
Why did no one stand beside her
Have you heart as black as coal
Lovelife
Will we try and strive
Will the wind bend backwards
To tell you of the point
What you know
As plain and keen
As the nose on your face
To love this life
You Are Here
Stuck
You’ll stay as is
I’ll stay in a different way
Same as the day I promised I’d stay
You stay staying
Saying you’re staying
But Elsewhere, Actually
Pretending
Stuck
Fair Weather, Friend
Oh!
I shall exhale
Pray for pouring rain as my forum
For there I will make such weeping
And I won’t want them to see
Yes!
There’ll be no taste of salt
But mere ozone and clarity
Fresh, cold clarity
And latitude
Ode to Socrates
I knew nothing before you
Not a worthwhile thing
When to climb to heights
Why all feels imprecise
Where I ought to look
To sometimes not think twiceI knew nothing before you
Nothing that meant a fig
How I have it all
Why I love baseball
Not even my name
To rise again, post-fall
Windward
There was ev’ry bit the beautiful breeze
The wind in their hair bore the proof
Sweet and temperate
And on occasion, when circumstances necessitated,
Such as each bygone day and now and the ‘morrow,
Fierce
As abandonment, windward or leeward
Sets a compass mark true, does it not?
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