Inside Her Atoms

Time has slowed to serenity

capsulized

opaquely seeing

the fireballs

dance around me

in a new world.

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Her Smile

It's true that
Her smile is a masterpiece of
nature.

But it was never the smile
or the way she might dangle
a pen in her mouth
or her dark angling eyes 
that compressed my heart
and pounded blood through
the sides of my neck

Poor soul
crushed to an ash
smitten, flushed
with a crimson glow
She crept into every pore.

He shifted past
yellow angels
enamored by the
rose lining of
her heart
and sped into the crash
of a love only imagined

But it's all too real
what she feels
when the swells rise inside
and the sky fills with thier dreams
as I sit watching with burning eyes

Love has again
cruelly passed by
and what's left are the screams
from the cold hollows of a
tortured soul as the dull blade
twists deeper through a punctured heart .

.

The dark eyes of a shadow

There is a symmetry to silence

 this quirky dance

 the private romance

 of our memory

And somewhere
 between the
 boarding pass

 and the far reach

 of a spectrum

A reflection looks
 through glass
 past what
 we know

To find a glow
 in the dark eyes

 of a shadow.

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Our Mandarin Universe

                                    "Our Mandarin Universe"   Acrylic on Digital Print

The edges of an eclipsed

 sun give birth in broken

shocks of light

to day love and life

We lift ourselves

to yawning

blades of grass near

an ocherous tree

raised by the mountains

beside us

Into an infinity

of yes as our

wings fall away

in the ultimate flight

immersed in the

syrup of our

 mandarin universe

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My Kuruvinda,

                                 ...and in Her hands ( might )

She splayed thier legs
and let lightning

strike them

And as the thunder
rolled between thier chests

they felt the glaring

fire and their endless limbs

past the climbing hills of thought

and the shyness sunken in valleys

To rubies held under flesh
in their scarlet garden
unattached to preference
as the Hands of God

weigh heaven and earth


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Notes Cloaked In Feathers

( click picture to see the birds! )

Notes
cloaked in feathers

bloom in the sky

writing love songs

I throw off my dancing shoes

and join the bright vision

to write in the air and see

how high it goes

I would have asked you

to come with me

but I trust in the air

to ask questions

and hope you'll soon

be flying nearby

.

.........................We Danced In The Burning Sky..............

♥ ♥ ♥

There was a time
when my heart lay broken
and hidden away in its chest
and my love life lay scattered 
along the frozen tundra of loneliness 

I doubted whether I would ever fall in love again.
But the beauty of life is that we do fall in love again !
and that ultimately we benefit from the experiences of our past
which help us to distinguish the differences between love lust and wanting 
and help us to recognize and answer true love when it calls...




 

When I saw her
my heart melted and caught fire...

 she was beautiful and kind, and I thought I was falling in love...
but I had been in love before and was still unsure of
   what I was truly feeling...

And Then
I felt something like I've never felt before
something  beautiful
reaching out to me
something that transcended the desires of the flesh
and all the things of this world
 something so beautiful
that I opened my soul to embrace whatever it was !

And as our souls
met each other for the first time
we danced in the burning sky
embraced In each other amidst the fires of eternity
 a new reality of Love 

more real
than existence itself
and I knew then that my heart
 was hers forever

♥

From Before A Universe

Nothing could be like her

sheer blue fire

nothing as beautiful

and as beautiful as nothing

 as nothing is she that came before the shore

and sea

Some think her too generous with her light

too giving to the spreading stars
but so much brighter is she
that gives to others what she has 

so they can shine
 more brightly

She makes me brighter

and now I see  that before the first breath

was she
patiently encouraging a dream to reality

And when in a damp cold sweat

I lie quivering,  shaking or scared by the unknown

or when in fear or uncertainty I withdraw

She comes and sits beside me

soothing me and smoothing out my lumps to

allow possibilities to be laid out evenly and clearly

Comforting and nourishing me
 like tea and toast after a fever's gone away

And calmly inspiring me, and reassuring me

that everything will be OK.






..

Death By Steam And Noise

It was a time of
disruption and great confusion

of lives being tilled
and harrowed and of
immovable objects having to be moved

The embattled occupant
of a soiled world prepared as best he
could for the inevitbale
onslaught of deafening
mechanized monsters and
ghouls with long arms
that spit with a heat
turning water
to steam

At the fateful hour
they were heard approaching
and with a traumatizing
knock on the door it had begun
the carpet cleaners
had arrived.

,

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Sonnet 2 spoken word with Guitar

                 CLICK HERE FOR Sonnet 2 Spoken Word & Guitar mp3

This is me speaking sonnet 2 with the guitar. I wrote the guitar accompaniment and it can be used for any of the 150 or so sonnets. Now you know what my voice sounds like. I hope I haven't scared anyone away.

I don't read a lot of  Shakespeare and I just chose this one out of the blue. It's about an older guy talking to a younger man about the reasons to get married ( I think). I love the words and the way they are used, but

am neutral on the content. I'm neither for or against having kids.

Here are the words in case you can't hear them:

When forty winters shall beseige thy brow,

And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,

Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,

Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held:

Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies,

Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,

To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes,

Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise.

How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use,

If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine

Shall sum my count and make my old excuse,'

Proving his beauty by succession thine!

This were to be new made when thou art old,

And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.



The Voice From Inside The Painting

I'll never forget the first time I heard her
she said " Excuse me, can you help me ?"

those six words

spoken with a sweetness I had never heard

how beautiful they were to me

at that moment

and from that

moment on

How they sank so gently into my soul that day
along with her smile and the kindness in her eyes

feelings that make me want to always be near her

and I can still hear the words now
and will always feel them in my heart forever
because some things never change
and some feelings never go away

Because she's everything
there could ever be, and a million times more...
.

And I feel her soul stirring my insides
shaking my bones, and spreading
over me like melting butter every time I think of her.

                                    

    Yes I love Her

Can you see how happy she makes me?

  That's me running my fingers through her hair

   And it all began with those six little words she said to me...

   when I first felt the wondrous alchemy of her consciousness

 glistening in the air as she spoke

 and my spirit began soaring
because I knew she was the one!

and I could feel her words nestling comfortably,
affectionately, lovingly, and  passionately

into the core of my being

as if they had been there

   for an Eternity .

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

♥ ♥

                                                                         

When We Talked About Whatever

And
only after closing our eyes

 could we finally see each other

and for the first time
 we realized

 that the empty space between us

was the place

for everything to become beautiful

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