Might be falling
Too dark for positives
Surrounded by
Blurs my eyes
Can’t ever adjust to
Thought stars
Rose in the east
Set in the west
Appears that wasn’t true
The facts are:
My sun rises and sets solely
Upon the position of you
Category Archives: poetry
What You Make Me Wish For
You make me wish
The world were flat
And you were sailing
In a boat toward its end
Not Of This Earth
Discovered your shadow
along the wall
in the pale moonlight
It was the shape
of a heart with two wings
So it goes without saying
you’re not of this Earth.
We Stopped Making Love
We speak in sonnets
Our hands the couplets
Kissing haikus
And amid the dark we compose
These rhythmic stanzas
Because at some point
We stopped making love
And started making poetry
Everyone Says Hi
Went running
Smiled the whole time
Everyone smiled back
Even said: “Hi”
I wonder if that still happens
Had I not been thinking of you?
8 Months
I didn’t need 4 seasons
To recognize you’re the scent of sweet
I didn’t need 240 moons
To want you 8 days a week
I didn’t need 1 year
To give you the key to my heart
And I sure as hell
Don’t need you gone
To know what I got
It was obvious you were
Priceless from the start
My Ra
Ra was a divine being
And so far I can’t find
Any evidence to support you’re not.
Some say he created us
Through sweat and tears
I’m not saying
You’ve done the same
Yet there are times
I’ve felt baptized in yours
Thought you were the only reason
The gods ever created human beings.
Ancient Egyptians often
Called themselves: “Cattle of Ra”
I’m not ashamed to say
You’re my shepherd
I’d follow you anywhere you lead.
Now, Ra is best known as a sun god
The ruler of both the Earth and sky
And, of course, it’s true you rule mine
But maybe you’re nothing like him
Because the way you shine
Blinds the light.
My Love
My love is not an I, I, I
It’s a you, you, you
An us, us, us.
My love cannot be put to bed
It never closes its eyes
It never sleeps—can’t be laid to rest.
My love cannot ungrow
It’s for all seasons
Blossoms in the sunshine and the moonlight.
My love is an “original goodness”
A remembered dream
That which can resuscitate a heart.
Goodbye To Goodbye
The bye never is
Good
The wave alone
Puts waves in my eyes
Will this be a parting?
Or
Will this be an end?
The bye never is
Good
I wish only to say goodbye
To goodbye.
Routine
Got a new doctor
Checked my blood pressure
Off the charts
He was concerned
But I wasn’t
Since I was thinking of you
Ordered a CT scan of my heart next
It was unthinkably enlarged
The technician was gobsmacked
But I wasn’t
Since it housed my love for you
EKG came back abnormal, showed no activity whatsoever
The nurses were petrified
But I wasn’t
Since my heart only beats around you
They didn’t believe me, of course
Until you walked through the door