Poems

What is most important in this world

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Love is
Love is motivation and brightness and light
It is the moon in dark skys
It is the soft enveloping night

To love is to support, to lift up, to create, to desire, to burn. Love is the creation of dreams. It is the constant core. It is the relationship that renews and recreates itself. Respect and joy twine in the heart of love. Compassion and communication, commitment to the goal of each other and the path of acceptance. Flexibility in the face of change.

Love is the core of the world.

Power and lust. Greed and Anger. Lies and fear. These build nothing that last. Nothing that is worth the price of living.

Love is the storm in winter. It is the song that wakes you up. The dream that you hold in your arms. It is everything.

Twirl slow turn

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To want for wanting
A simple kiss burned through with needing
Desires unrealized for the dreaming
For who would kiss the flame

It seeks to devour
To transform self and else
But needs a fuel for burning
Having lost all truth itself

Comfort and steady
Steals the hope from our hearts
Holds just enough
Just barely
To keep one foot in front of the other

Forward is the only way to go
Complacent whispers a story of good enough
That in the night rings solemn
A mournful bell slow to wake
False ring and disappointed half smiles

Never quite forgiven
Unable to forget

Just kiss and wake me up
Slow acceptance of a beaten
Beating
Heart

It’s time…maybe

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Fine lines trace patterns across skin
Slight depressions marking path of pains gone by
Never quite forgiven
A river burst its banks
Traverse well worn paths
Forgotten in the swallowing dark

This silence that shatters

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This silence that shatters
Shivers
Nerve endings breaking
Pulse by pulse bending

To in tremor
Wake as one
In step slip unsaid
Tongue shod in
Clumsy brass
Too heavy and too sharp

Crack as glass
Pebbled sand hiss
Wrapped
Mouth and eyes

By
Silence

Not a minute less than forever

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I have not a childish need
Or teenagers lust for you

Your form
Though attractive
Is not what is sought

I’ve see you in meadow
In shade
In dappled drop

Across peaks
Down chasm
In flame and storm

Your head held high
I seek you

Not for a moments pleasure
But for a lifetime of pain

A pain born of minutes in anger or seconds without you

This grasping of nothing
This uncertainty told tale
Instead

Say yes
For you,
I’ll bend the world

Problematic

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To be many things
Torn in different directions
Not respected for the core

People don’t believe
But the world rolls in
Blindness and disbelief
Notwithstanding

Words weave but not well enough for art
Just a blind dog snuffling in the garbage for scraps

To see is to know
But the truth is rendered silent
It does not echo what you hold
In your heart

Easier to fight than to build
To break than to Mend
Though the field must be burned
Before seed will again take root

To name a thing

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Some say I am brave to love
To gamble heart and sanity
On chance and flame

Mayhap, my sight is flawed
I know myself for broken
And perhaps in breaking further
My pieces will align and I will be whole

perhaps the flame will forge me
And I will rise anew

Is it bravery to love?
Rather, I think, it necessity.

On repeat

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I repeat to myself
I want to die
I want to die
I want to die
This litany slithers and drifts
This hope to stop existing
This dream that something
Anything
Will stop my mindless gears from turning
Until the crushing weight of my own words
Set my conscious mind to planning
But it was a lie
I just want the pain to stop
So at least
I’ll stop burying the blade deep in myself
And say
I am loved
Even if it probably isn’t true

Reckless healer

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I miss romantic love as much as I miss that blissful period when I loved only myself.
A brief time after forgiveness of things beyond my control leading up to the swooping vultures of this guy’s interesting to play with.
Or in thinking that my heart is genuinely filled and cutting it open like a pomegranate to drip seeds down hungry throats.
The pain a substitute for reciprocity
Until, woken I ask for clarification
And
In so doing
Find myself to have been alone
Or instead with pale spectre as companion
Try to shove a heart dripping juice
Never quite full again
Into a chest grown to small
Instead hold in hands
Hoping to find sharing
Or,
At last
For inflammation to cool
The swelling goes down
And fits back in chest
Or to lament that fact
Can’t make you want
More than this distance
To be admired
And loved from
Space removed
So much easier to go quiet
To fade
When I no longer see you
And the blade no longer sinks home with each smile aimed away

Unfaltering,

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Day in, day out
light under the moon
sun ablaze in the sky
doubt not, my love

Though I break
though I’m broken
I know the path I’ve woken,
but though I may be uncertain

Day in, day out,
light under the moon,
sun ablaze in the sky,
doubt not my love