how thick is the strand that binds thee and thou?
how do you still cling to me somehow?
thick as our world now ripped apart
thin as mere words burned into my heart
as it was in the dawn of our days
as it is today
as it shall be for all tomorrows
unbreakable
tenuous
invisible
obvious
this is human heart
and its hold over the vulcan soul
your body lost to me
but our bond-
still whole
chaos took what destiny started
no time to grieve last hand never clutched
parted from me but never parted
never and always touching and touched.
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Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Monday, August 23, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
Poetry "Impaled"
what does it feel like
to feel nothing at all
to not suffer the slings and arrows
that pierce the rest of us
like a thousand cuts
a thousand tiny pains and barbs
and the one
rare
arrow of love
upon which I am happily impaled
for you...
to feel nothing at all
to not suffer the slings and arrows
that pierce the rest of us
like a thousand cuts
a thousand tiny pains and barbs
and the one
rare
arrow of love
upon which I am happily impaled
for you...
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Poetry -Haiku- "Spark of God"
feel the spark of God
compelled to push up to light
breath of the divine
compelled to push up to light
breath of the divine
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Poetry -Haiku- "Distant Lands"
frost like that of home
hot steel slides across leather
the first of many
hot steel slides across leather
the first of many
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Poetry "Memory"
how I envy the rain
that you run to escape
and how I wish I knew its memory
as it kisses your face
and brushes your cheek
before falling to the ground
would that I might be a cloud,
awaiting the next storm
that you run to escape
and how I wish I knew its memory
as it kisses your face
and brushes your cheek
before falling to the ground
would that I might be a cloud,
awaiting the next storm
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Poetry "Sustenance"
i hear your voice on the wind
carrying me
cleansing me
i feel your hand in the way a feather-
lost-
rides its secret, random highway
brushes past me
fleetingly
i feel the loss
and lack
and emptiness
of knowing i won't see you
until the day is done
but all that really matters-
all that moves me
is your voice
through the telephone
laughing at the cat
and saying that you love me
carrying me
cleansing me
i feel your hand in the way a feather-
lost-
rides its secret, random highway
brushes past me
fleetingly
i feel the loss
and lack
and emptiness
of knowing i won't see you
until the day is done
but all that really matters-
all that moves me
is your voice
through the telephone
laughing at the cat
and saying that you love me
Monday, May 10, 2010
Poetry "Riddle"
what is it
that lives only when held
but dies whenever clutched
inexplicable
but unmistakable
what carries me off to work
and sustains me as I come home
thinking of you
and dreaming
dreaming
what makes the sun and the stars
and the scent of rain
pale and whither away
just by the realization
that you're next to me when I awake
that lives only when held
but dies whenever clutched
inexplicable
but unmistakable
what carries me off to work
and sustains me as I come home
thinking of you
and dreaming
dreaming
what makes the sun and the stars
and the scent of rain
pale and whither away
just by the realization
that you're next to me when I awake
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Poetry "You Are..."
You are my strength
You are my rest and sleep
and poetry
you are my reason and my rhythm
my beat and my pulse
you are my breath and oxygen
you are...
You are my rest and sleep
and poetry
you are my reason and my rhythm
my beat and my pulse
you are my breath and oxygen
you are...
Friday, April 23, 2010
Poetry "Love Means Giving Your Blessings Away"
love means giving your blessings away, knowing that they'll always come back
love means giving your blessings away, for the blessings you'll attract
love means giving your blessings away, and ending up rich
love means giving your blessings away, for life's a tapestry, and love's a stitch.
love means giving your blessings away, for the blessings you'll attract
love means giving your blessings away, and ending up rich
love means giving your blessings away, for life's a tapestry, and love's a stitch.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Poetry "Immortal Beloved"
You who have inspired the notes to spring forth from my tortured heart in centuries long past...
your face, new in life just today-
look upon me with disinterest
because your soul has slept for a thousand years,
and you have forgotten
while I have waited and walked alone
and sung dissonant and discordant songs
-a scream of dispair pierces the night-
waiting with the eternal patience of sure and certain love-
and you no longer know me.
My young face lined and aged
because I have waited in vain.
lips that have given and received such passion-
closed to me now
and forever
sweet delicate ears
once so attuned to my voice
promise of forever broken
immortal beloved no more
your face, new in life just today-
look upon me with disinterest
because your soul has slept for a thousand years,
and you have forgotten
while I have waited and walked alone
and sung dissonant and discordant songs
-a scream of dispair pierces the night-
waiting with the eternal patience of sure and certain love-
and you no longer know me.
My young face lined and aged
because I have waited in vain.
lips that have given and received such passion-
closed to me now
and forever
sweet delicate ears
once so attuned to my voice
promise of forever broken
immortal beloved no more
Poetry: "Snowflake"
Crystalline Pure
gently flutters and twists and dances
through frozen air
of varying density.
Unique
perfection
that falls unfettered to a snowblind world
of muffled beauty.
Pretty girl
catch me on your tongue
only before I sway and swing and circle
to within reach
I'm crushed by a boot.
gently flutters and twists and dances
through frozen air
of varying density.
Unique
perfection
that falls unfettered to a snowblind world
of muffled beauty.
Pretty girl
catch me on your tongue
only before I sway and swing and circle
to within reach
I'm crushed by a boot.
Poetry: "Nutshell"
In our tiny little nutshell,
I am often struck by the distance between us...
How far you seem when you leave the room to make coffee...
and how close you are when the phone rings for me at work
I am often struck by the distance between us...
How far you seem when you leave the room to make coffee...
and how close you are when the phone rings for me at work
Poetry: "Renewed"
I know that he comes back.
Through the miles he travels each day,
he comes home to me.
My heart. My mind. My hands. My body.
Renewed.
Refreshed.
Re-loved every day.
Remarried today.
Through the miles he travels each day,
he comes home to me.
My heart. My mind. My hands. My body.
Renewed.
Refreshed.
Re-loved every day.
Remarried today.
Poetry: "Reciprocity"
Take
give
love
live
near
miss
touch
kiss
talk
lips
dance
hips
swoon
sway
don't go
away
give
love
live
near
miss
touch
kiss
talk
lips
dance
hips
swoon
sway
don't go
away
Poetry: Bound
I cannot stretch my arm
without touching you
I cannot breath
without smelling you
I cannot look
without seeing you
I do not breath without your breath
or love without your heart
without touching you
I cannot breath
without smelling you
I cannot look
without seeing you
I do not breath without your breath
or love without your heart
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