August 28, 2016
“Would you complain because a beautiful sunset doesn’t have a future or a shooting star a payoff? And why should romance ‘lead anywhere’? Passion isn’t a path through the woods. Passion is the woods.”
― Tom Robbins
I wonder when one day
We’ll pocket our passions
They’ll fasten in look-see neck lockets
Soon it’ll just seem fair
To wear them
She’ll share hers in sunlight sidewalks.
Fashion will see to it someday & night We
Could undress off our soft underthings
Could show softer
Bold and tender
July 1, 2015
This one liaison
We’ll go so for foreign films
Our unbridled pillow talk there,
On chiseled crystal chaise lounge chairs,
Will be subtitled.
One moon might
Light one clutch,
Tonight once closed curtains
Might one much-open-legged open.
To go so far as to
Show our gods of love lots what they’d bet on,
Completedly W/some things &
Photos from Godard’s “Alphaville”
June 25, 2015
I was well into my spinning
Out spontaneous routines,
for mostly me, I guess, I mean.
It was going her direction.
I try to make babies laugh ,too.
But she wasn’t having it,
and at the same time she was having me, yet
For some time, yet.
June 13, 2015
I may make a little make-believe
But I bet when I typeset my type;
Chisel gray poems for the foreign to read,
I’ll stand by all stories I tell the wife.
On the stand, I’ll perjure myself to myself.
But then there’s a fierce fire, uncontrolled,
when I hear, “he’s a liar, so I’m told.”
What I say, when I must is
Only partially, & hardly to blame.
The code me & my god go by
Only improbably applies.
Only I can keep my heart’s claim.
(for sunni, honestly)
April 14, 2015
They’ll all swear We’ll prefer
Our own company. We accomplice.
They don’t speak for us.
February 27, 2015
She’s got a cotton nightgown.
Gracing a terrace, with sea & citylights, downtown.
I’m facing her, taking terrific pictures,
With my eyes, and with all my might.
She spins some, specific with; “And I know lightening.”
November 4, 2014
I loved under my breath
Just above the collar-
Back of her moon-colored sundress.
Hold on to my breath
Hold, and I holy hope
Right forthright for our portal opening
& if we’d once/ Go take this chance
This achy slow dance,
This must leave heaven
Just one heave away
May 30, 2014
All the solace we take
From phone calls we make
We’ll face away again from curtains
& inside that, the screen.
We’ll turn away to devout attention,
Without mentioning our skies between
Words, our flying there certainly
& without a doubt again
We’re saved in an
April 11, 2014
I beseech to reach to you
As I had to shade my eyes
I been open and shut to you
(She’s out & out shut out to me)
.As soon as I realized
I became a flame to you
As I had manhandled a candle
Our flicker likes to go to shadows
(we’re far & away too far & away)
March 11, 2014
I could finally confide
that lately I’d lost
that long drive that’d taken me
off all my maps.
She would certainly intercede,
Brought fresh buds through frost,
A return drive she’d taken me
Back onto new paths.
I can close my eyes and see
Her heart near and warm
But open I can’t see
Her hand on my arm.
(from july 2010)