On a platter sits me;
A feast beyond reckoning
Gall and liver
Heart and soul…
Now I’ve never been a selfish one so by all means;
Be my guest… before there’s none.
I still go down to the late night café,
the one that stays open all night.
Do you feel something is missing?
Do you ache for the morrow?
Do you look and really see?
Do you regret?
Do you give and expect a return?
Are you truly here?
I have foresworn the pleasures of the heart,
bid farewell to the promise of desire,
Sit back in your chair
And let me tell you a tale
Of the warming gaze of sunshine
As it softly fades unto twilight
Deep into the shades of time, where
The hourglass sparkles a crimson blue
There the tiny s…
The delight of a caress that brought awareness of skin
I saw it touch the grasslands the trees the clouds
A wondrous creature that cannot be seen
Hooded in deep blues
A phosphorescent sight
A deity of delight
Heart overflowing with might
And then overcome
By sadness so glum
The mind becomes numb
Brain drones in a hum
Such strength devoi…
Winter comes again
Unto the white snow fallen
Soft is ;the vision
We hope pretending will make it go away.
What trouble is it that we run from?
*O wild waves, do your work;
deliver whom I must confront, *
She sent me pictures of her real self
Throughout her working day
I wanted to stop time and
Have her jump the ocean and my body
And set my boner’s mind at ease
But I knew that I could count on her
Arms raised she becomes the conduit
An arc of blue fire strikes her full force
For an instant that lasts an eon
Thousands of women connected to She; the Universal All…
For some millennia good and bad had sat aligned
Nature a testimony to that
With sentience came fear…
Such a kindly act to give
Without want of anything in return
To be an anonymous donor
The ultimate gift
With no concern
Except to make someone smile
A helping hand
A kind word
A smile as your spirit
forget the time
forget the day
forget your name
Resisting the holy spirit
with their personalities
and measured out humility
Showing vanity to be only fair for dragnets
where shadows refuse to fall
Whilst Hope’s road in a ballet shoe
dances up a…