Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Wednesday, 30 May 2012
Listening to Michelangelo
Into the wind
On sand, beside water
Sunrise, sunset
Always the north star
Bereft of ties
Minds work intent to keep me
As if to walk into the desert
To plant the cactus
Lines drawn, portraits painted
Carvings made in lime and oak
Preserve the distance
Insulate from the pull of skin
Rhythms, vibrations, visitations
Drumbeats of the forest
Evolve to a slower pace
Care to jot down the ice effects
Let the love that entered
Find clear space for re-entry
Warm thoughts fully felt
Smelted by the sun up sun
Out of the wind
Away from dereliction
Ache for the escape you ache from
Escape from the ache you escape for
Talk of sweet dreams
Send your love and kisses
Tell soft stories
Ease out the easy words
Mountain streams and wishing wells
Rainstorms and taxi cabs
Intoxications, fascinations & visitations
Down the telegraph wires of immense truth
Touch it once, taste it once
Care not for incommunicado
Cavort as only imaginary friends may cavort
Become the goddess and the giant
Be drawn along the star-line and the causeway
Ache for the love that loves to ache
Ache with the love that aches to love
She walks in, he watches
How to say hello
Fired with lust - Lord let it be love
Stay calm, appear neat and cool
Boy I could be there
Throwaway words thrown away
Ghastly gestures gestured
Fool, fool, fool
Find yourself, be yourself
Open your defences, become vulnerable
Love is what love is
Care for her care
Thank heaven for words and voice
Place your arm on her shoulder
Lend her your leather coat
Be fascinated by her fascination
Be intoxicated by her intoxications
Be visited by her visitations
Dance as you ached to dance
Ache as you dance the dance that aches
a poem from In & Out of Dream Space
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