Jan 2016

I Am Whole Plus A Place

I am whole plus a place

I am Whole Plus a Place

This trying to not think of you
Trying to think of you more
That arrives in me each morning
Before my dreams have left
Circling the leftover plots of my
Venture, fortune and bizarre's embrace
I wonder if you've said my name
Already there, before me or my daughter
Had awakened the day before us
I'm listening and hear nothing
As I've demanded from the roots
Of tricks I no longer want to know
So I must arise to investigate
For the missing of you inside me
Calls me to your blank screen
As the screams of emptiness
Begin another day I remember
Happiness of me, that is nothing of
The you or the sharing to you
Because there is a whole world
Of my kind of inner wholeness
Besides where you once were
Of course I once held onto
A manifesting from one side
That you would receive my kisses
And my movies to bring to life
The acceptance of the other side
Of manifestation because of two dreams
Is that I will be me either way

Even when every soul that guides me
Mates with every soul that guides you
Reality is beyond such bliss
That a maybe someday awaits
Because you feed the fear beast
Too much of your ego's darkness
That I could possibly not be enough
I am more than this for me and
I never would have thought you
Were this in my own view of you
Maybe your own battle with not good enough
Is the root of who you are
Can you see beyond such projections
As you pine over there in your wanting
Of this woman that is bigger than
That “Impossible Girl” list we know
You have unfolded until taped it
T
ogether along the lines that edges
The map of your way again to me
Maybe if you put rose oil upon it
And a candle with my name because
You can hear it louder with the chorus
Of our mating guiding spirits
That told you again to talk to me
That united every dimension of us
But this first one where you have
The seeds of stubbornness lining your
Coffin in the spotlight in front of
All the witnessing strangers

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When Impossible Chains List Upon Paper

When impossible chains list upon paper

When Impossible Chains List Upon Paper

Once upon a wasted contemplation
As if there really was such a thing
Of a world without a reaching desire
Could be what healed despite the
Absence of the target arriving on
The rings that were set with
All the songs my curves had drawn
As target sang the song of his
Tomorrows written by yesterday's
Fears clouding his walking breath
Dreaming on to wake alone again
Remembering the lingering he had
Begged to remain lingering to him
Without the allowance of form because
He was bigger than that having
Of real girls, instead he angered
To possess the paperdoll fading in
The fumes of his false wishes
To hold her away another day
And another until he could not
Understand how paper faded in the
Haunting fumes of his dust maker
For dreams of a lover were
Bigger than his other creations
To dance along creating themselves
Wondering why this thing called
Freewill had to be attached to
His hopes of an impossible girl
To never date one day

He was careful once to build
That list of impossible traits
To keep him out of another female's
Touch upon his mind and interest
To turn his head away from old to
The intelligence that danced on
Edges questioning his lies there
To happiness and broken chains
As if chains were ever there
Until she came along holding
Her own of her wild horses
He realized his chains would
Always be his to master along
That wishing them away only
Gave them away to someone
She showed him to possess
Freedom, one must be servant
Of our own soul and release
Was only because our soul
Let them break upon the world
Serving is not a damning word when
It is our own being it yields to
Slave is impossible under
The arms of our own understandings
Of what we must do, finally becoming
Something we can do or choose
Along the screams of nature
He could, she could, find
The free soul to walk with

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Don't Give Up the Hill

Don't Give Up the Hill

Don't Give Up the Hill

I seem to not be
Waiting but checking
To see if I am interested
In that motion while I
Move elsewhere in evolutions
Wondering in my wandering
Of the being that would
Evolve between us as I
Constantly grow in my shell
Or remain attached to my
Abandoned exoskeleton
I shed along the poles
Of his abandoned swing set
Outside on a warm day
I flew by to watch him
Wouldn't he want my meat
On the inside when I'm
Tender to the world again
Can he abandon his outgrowth
To fly away with me or
Will he remain cramped
In his bud, unblooming
Has he found my relationship
Requests a bit overwhelming
When they are only directions
To be strong enough for me
Does he like the possibility
To be in safe arms for infinite
And I wish the same of his strengths

Again I watch him peck at
The empty shell for filling
Across on a higher perch
He cannot see because of
The cloud upon his eyes
From too much of him in old
Layers that do not belong
To the living in him, to the breathing
He stifles a corseted breath
For the loss of his old
Playing around with ghosts
Of inner child that is not
The beautiful plaything
When tied to the battle of
Dwelling on fears instead
Face the movement of stillness
And his shell will slide
Releasing the wettest wings
As he'd look to admire
His freedom, would he
See me afar behind his
Wings he could fly to me
Would he look to his own
Roof to fly above me
While I peel off another
World I made in cracks of
Light from the memories
Of could-be's IF I start first (without a point)
Of him, IF I called first (without a number)

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Stay Tuned

Stay Tuned

Stay Tuned

How can the very earth raising me
From the hands your heart made
Upon hearing my name, rip me apart
Because I had to rebuild my soul
With your conscious arrival
How do you still freeze in your own
Heart's rooms that want to hear
My name upon their depth
Following the shadows of every flicker
Avoiding my very light you touch
What tortures do you endure
To reach for everything I promise
From my mind to between my
Thighs lifted to your calling and echoes
Meaning upon the deepest sleep
Promising a dream with your soul
That never arrives and only holds me
Along my rest in the grasslands' slumber
Calling to the earth again to raise me
Will this tearing bring me the
Steps I was told to stand on
Rain the center of the universe
Upon my standing here for sight
Chosen for awareness and need
As the hunger reaches to give me
Another name you hold for me
Whether Gray or Tan or Leather
It straps me to your calls
Give me what you found there

Is happiness my only dress, as
You watch the wind flash my
Legs and everything, before you
Could you be The Gift, My Gift
Of where the firebirds whispered
Of the edge where birth is
Continuing before a never and an ever
Did you see my sun in the very
Darkest part of you, when I
Took your hands to walk you there
As instant as the worst of pain
Never touched from constant bury
You were in flight again from
The shedding of the burdens' grumbles
Did the stones lifted, raise your
Stage that calls my step to you
Does the film-stills show the
Ghosts we write in our souls
To be story beyond a script
With large gaps to be directed
For where, for me, for you, or
A hungry audience that we
Once named Olivia and Sylvia
To be pleased by our very touch
Infinite psychic holding and screaming
Creating our infinite children to run
From your loins full of our seeds
Giggling on the wind, untouchable
To be our pull to finally embrace

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