SPEAK OF LOVE:
Changing lanes on a strange road still alone in this chaos huffing loads in solitude
Straining Nights Inky tentacles for my voice funneled into fragmented passages
draining sentiments weakened in potency. Slathering silent pages til they crystalize with tears,
My broken mind congeals loosening the road behind, letting the curtain fall closed
and blacken the waisted years. Locked away in annuals of forms never to inhabit again.
Friend on the outer limits, in a life I’ve never been in.
Listen Beyond the Words, they transmit in distortion.
Reach past emotions channeling the unfamiliar as a ruse.
I’m braving the Spirit waters to bring me something true.
Wondering why I always wade beyond my limits?
I’m not afraid to come too close to what I don’t understand!
I’ve seen what it is to love, a momentary stream of life flowing in and out.
Drowning those who brave the current, after all I can’t even swim.
I’m a foreigner in a leaky boat migrating from a broken mind.
Phantom voices scream of failed yesterdays through the wind.
With my pen I’m killing them off so they never come back.
They Speak of love as ego’s nurtured desire, daring the journey and the faded calling
Speak of love as something packaged from the store! Never caring that its more.
What about the days when this mayhem weakens my Spirit?
What about the months when I’m alone enduring the trials of a hateful world on my own?
What about the nights when my heart bleeds
What about the times when beauty floods my eyes?
What about the translucent night when lightening fractures Prussian skies?
Moon waxed full of love, where affection and everything warm and tender flows
The ocean surf curling my toes or Ra’s sunset calling my Muse
Stellar God’s fulfill my desires! Gifts of luminaries infuse my heart.
I’m not anti love for wanting to stay in this light that moves me,
I like it here, my life began in here, my breath is anchored here,
I’m accepted & loved in here. I’m everything in here!
Where I stand beside myself, knee deep, dialed in, reaching for the Infinite,
following the movements of The One I’d like to connect,
laughing at the way “His Nothing-ness” smiles
toeing the spacious edge, hugging the cold nothing
blinded by tears of joy, surrounded by The One promising red tomorrows
naming the twinkle specks, sharing elemental life with my pencils.
And I, like Ophelia of ladies most estranged to love,
holding a phantom image in a mind that’s broken, holding on with a quivering hand
reaching for hearts desires in the darkness not even knowing how to tell.
How does love smell? How does it taste, how will I know The One
whose instincts understand the threaded bonds beneath the connection?
The current beyond the words? The One who speaks the charms?
Friend on the outer limits, on a different page, I’ve never even been invited in!
Listen Beyond the Words transmitting my distorted mind
Don’t speak of love as a squared off piece of a day scarcely reached,
an eternity in yonder sea of forever tomorrows
Don’t let souls grow ancient waiting until love matures
else at the moment we’d strain the life out of it
or let go the effort, send it floating in the arms of nil
Don’t keep to the safe limits when the deep end is reserved for you!
Be Here Now. Keep your faith in me and I’ll keep mine in you.
Be Here Now! breathe life into my world be my friend when I feel small,
swimming in a Universe of power when a dynamic duo is required to wield the power tools,
Reach beyond the words, they weaken in potency the moment they breath
Feel beyond emotions. Speak of love as possibility.
Charade dreams w/ pictures, action, a movement, show me how I move you.
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