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Monday, June 8, 2009

Between the long shadows


Between the
long shadows
of the slipping sun
the spirit of
unspoken sorrows
hovers
trapped in its own
confusion
unable to tell
formless fact
from
fleeting fiction
Ducking and diving
it makes
hollow proclamations
of love
understanding neither
its entreaties
nor its
intent
yet knowing
beyond its own
shadows of doubt
the scourge
of its
endless exile.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Your radiant love!



I want to
float
unimpeded
on an
imperturbable
bed of
silken, shimmering
ocean
traveling forever
in your
timeless, endlessness

I want to
soar
weightless
through
frictionless
air
charged
by the
radiance
of your
love

I want to
be
shattered
into
iridescence
seen only
by
the unseen eye
of
truth

I want to
be
the glow, the glint, the gleam
that remains
when all else
congeals
into
dim abstraction
The spark
in your
radiant love!

The only note



It melted
like candy floss
on a warm tongue
the anguish
that steadily rose
in the wake of
yet another
public duty
unattended
crackled and fizzled out
dissolving in
the cypher
of love
you sent me
so that I
remain
the only note
in your
wandering
symphony