AFFAIR

Tags

Desire, Language, love, poem, poetry, writing

AFFAIR

we wrote a
poem together

you wrote
the consonants
I wrote
the vowels

every syllable
we slipped, crashed
spliced, joined, welded

enacted the
entire physical history
of the affair

WITH CERTAINTY

Tags

Apocalypse, communication, love, poem, poetry, War

WITH CERTAINTY

Blew you a kiss
and you
fired
a missile

or maybe
it was you
who fired
before
I blew

in the fog
of all
that is instant
and mutually
assured, it
is (ironically)
hard to be
sure

let’s leave it
to whoever
writes the
history to
come up
with certainty.

RADIO GIRL

Tags

communication, Desire, love, media, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, radio

RADIO GIRL

Oh radio
girl

I’m falling for
you deeply, the
love slide
steeper than
an
Apache tepee

my mind whirling
as if my head was
hovering above my
body like
a flying saucer

the sounds we
are making in the darkness
(our places of
binary opposition
demanding to be
taken
to each other’s
leader)
what a play that would be
if you guys could catch it

pull it
out the airwaves

so quaint, so squint,
so cockeyed this desire
(whose biggest, braggiest
connotation is love)

that when I tattooed your name
all over my body, the letters cursive
wrapping
around each other like snakes

I realized
that I had spelt you wrongly-spelt
name correctly thus
compounding the error

lucky you came
with oil and perfume
track changed me

gave me
in depth edit, the
whole caboodle

after which, naturally, time out mandatory
for a commercial break.

IN ABSOLUTE TERMS

Tags

Desire, love, meaning, philosophical, poem, poetry, value

IN ABSOLUTE TERMS

paint you
eat you
conquer you
surrender
to you

I am stuck for the verb
that will translate what
I feel

in absolute terms, catching
every nuance of pitch
subtlety of cadence

the poetry in
motion
most worked
of miracles

AND TWO IS

Tags

erotic, identity, innuendo, philosophical l, poem, poetry, Sexual

AND TWO IS

your body
mended me

its warmth and wetness
reassembled me
put me together

it was likeI was
a child and
you were teaching me Lego
which brick
fits with
which brick

and not that I should get
cosmic
or religious thinking about it

but for a moment it seemed less
than fanciful of me
to see this as
reconciliation
unification of
polar opposites
contending forces

so great to know what is
to find who one is, who one
is at the heart
of another

inside in every sense
the space, life
of another

where one is
now two

and two
is one

ARROW

Tags

death, love, poem, poetry, Sexual

ARROW

just want to
thank you

as you
roll me
in the mattress

fling me
in the dumpster

commit to
the flames (true
Viking funeral)

for the
beautiful death

my soul
not just
leaving

softly,
quietly

but shot
from like an arrow
from your
gorgeous quiver

stupendously
strong bow

CURL

Tags

erotic, female, Humanity, love, meaning, philosophical, poem, poetry, wordplay, writing

CURL

was writing a
novel

or perhaps
a poem

when the paper
began to curl up
wickedly at
the corners

as it is with
your toes after
love-making

or with the Moon
tugging at the sea
spawning waves

barely more than ripples
higher than
small mountains

(sex and
poetry so
prone to
exaggeration)

or my hair, before it vanished,
curling asymmetrically

in the bald truth of the little
lives we living

great
metaphor can be

HITHERTO

Tags

cinema. film. simulation, Desire, Dream, love, poem, poetry

HITHERTO

Maybe it’s all
cinematography

and life
is just forthcoming attraction

you were there in my dream
and our arms brushed

a lover
from the past and a dog
(which dog?) were there
with us

I had left so much behind, the two
of you swore blind you had
packed everything

suddenly we are no longer
in the pick-up truck
but walking, I am
trying to recognize you
but your beauty
remains inscrutable

if dream is meant to be surreal
why then the absolute joy of being
squashed up in the cab
next to you
our arms brushing (as
mentioned hitherto)

and know we are walking
and I am directing the dog
(huge dog) pulling him/
her by his/her neck to
direct her
away from any
onrushing cars

in truth what is onrushing
is morning, wakefulness, end
of dream
goodbye forever to
that moment

maybe it’s all cinematography
all
forthcoming attraction

so much sadness in this life
it can only be.

FOR SURE

Tags

love, Ocean, poem, poetry, sea

FOR SURE

I waited all day
for the sea to surprise me

but there was just the
ebb and flow
of the tide
(so slow! So slow!)
and the
muffled thunder
of the waves

somehow I had
expected more, expected better

hoped for some mystical occurrence
to reaffirm my faith in the
bounty of these waters

but nothing, nothing
in the bedroom
my phone
was ringing, kept on
ringing

before it stopped. Someone
might have shared
this spiritual
disappointment with for sure.

ANGEL

Tags

Beauty, love, poem, poetry, song, spiritual, woman

ANGEL

saw you in
Church singing
like an angel

your dress
as blue
as the sky, No
as blue
as the sea

your voice, soaring
above the clouds,

so moved
the Sun, the Moon,
the stars, the planets

they would rather
look down
at you
listen enraptured

than have
anything to do with my poetry