Touching, feeling.
Kisses and curses,
Love and her dark sister,
Loss…..The world…..
All in her grasp.
She is bane, beau,
Sin and soul.
Can You…?
Can you embrace the certainty of uncertainty,
The complete knowing that even in the most intense ecstasy, agony is lurking in the shadows,
That in the abyss of hopelessness light may not always shine through?
The Pen
The pen,
To the poet,
A knife that cuts open the heart,
To the revolutionary,
The mind.
Do Something!
Kiss me,
Kill me,
Do something!
Dreams Hang Heavy
Dreams hang heavy,
Weigh on my hopeful shoulders:
When will I touch, feel, taste….her?
Dreams hang heavy,
Imaginings do no more for this ragged heart,
Only…..only she will do.
The Blue Lady (or Dreams in Blue)
I traversed earth’s barrenness to her door.
She let me in and on my chest lay her head
To listen to the music I make for her.
Sad is blue, say ‘they’,
Yet my blue was awakening,
And drifting into reality
The blue lady stayed behind.
Into the cold light of morning cast….
I want to close my eyes again.
Speaking in Silences
We speak in silences,
With just the words between the words,
To outsiders: unspoken,
To us: stories, lifetimes.
The quiet is our music in this dance,
Everything told with barely a whisper.
?uestion
I do not ?uestion,
I ask you not why.
The only whys are to myself,
“Why should I ?uestion you?”,
I trust you,
To love, to hurt,
To let go, to hold on,
So I do not ?uestion.
The Reasonable Man
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world. The unreasonable man adapts the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man. ~ George Bernard Shaw.
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