Sweet Love

Sweet love

I am the suddenness

in your sleep

Ghost of dreams

which slipped away

smoke through

stained glass-

Where your reflection

still lingers.

Daughter

And the world goes on

In her sped fast way

Leaving us here

A bit breathless

Longing for each other

Miles away

I reach for you

Remembering

How you pulled me back

From the darkness

Shedding light

With your innocence

Seeing joy

When I only saw shadows

Pulling me back

To a time

When I could breathe enough

For both of us

Shallow it feels now

Missing your face

Wishing you needed me

As much

Always I wonder

If the light still halos you

Always I wonder if the shadow

Of your absence will cradle me?

On Being Human (for deverse; Good News, Bad News, Your News)

From the beginning

falling

from a heavenly grace

which offered paradise

But paradise cannot feed the human

always hungry

always reaching the sweet fruit of truth

and the truth

can be so ugly

genocides of innocents

wiped away in a deluge

of hate and desire

for the perfect which

cannot be found.

Tribes of strength

bowing -

The faithful crying

for their God

and as the news of the day

wipes its mouth of constant crime

we try to wipe the tears away.

How The Voices Sing (for deverse; Under The Influence of Music)

Faith don't fail me now
I know how the voices sing.

I feel so alone
like a frightened child
when the winds howl
seeking solace in the dance
of words.


How their truth
rings so loud
in the silence
of all I have known.

The Lake (for deverse Travel Poetry)

“For the creator there is no poverty and no poor indifferent place.”

 Rainer Maria Rilke

                        

      

Heart stone, deeply buried

within the memory of a child

who saw her mother heal

alongside that quiet Lake

and came  alive joining me

in the wonder of it all

Her blue eyes

always so distant

as if chasing a dream

no one knew she had.

A dream of some far off place

where voices were kind and

came from the outside

easing the rage within her

Watching me swim-

still lingering on shore

anchored by doubt

The fear

she would be swept away

further than she had ever been.

Mother, stranger

lost in a tide I couldn’t see

only when she smiled

feeling so at home

did I witness

the transformation

seeing the child in her

connect  as she held my hand

 quickly letting go

When home came into view.  

Long Time The Darkness Held Me (for deverse; Poetics: Bringing Light to Darkness)

Long Time the darkness held me-

Took away all

I believed

I held my breath

in silence

Waiting for the shadows

to vanish

Long time

The darkness held me-

 When we were young

 we were burning

  
Black ash
smothering dreams. 

Long time the darkness held me

cradled babe in motherless arms

I hear her voice

in the distance:

“Please forgive me,

I was lost”

Blue sky haunted

by the echo of her words.

The Thinker (Rodin) A Nod to Rilke deverse 09/04/14

                   

How the head bows

beneath the weight of heaven-

 Didn’t he tell us

“To live the questions

 and perhaps some distant day

 we would live into the answers”?

 So far away they seem-

 A silent heaven waiting

 for us to accept that we

“stand upon the mountain top

 always saying goodbye.”

We  know

that is the answer-

All the farewells

threaded into our being

make  us whole,

Like  “moonlight

falling gently upon the window seat"

the nearness of it always.