She

She

cuts him deep

and deeper still

Payback nights

of listless ill

Feigned delight

A wondrous sight

The lover’s heart I keep

Soon she’ll sigh

morning’s come

a brush goodbye

Old letters from

a forgotten lie

Reminds me some

I left your name

Out on the street

You felt the same

So why’d we meet?

Embrace the pain

Your foul retreat

Erase the game

Steal the rain

Remain this way

Alone again

Alone again

again

1985

Fading light pours low

over the frail white hand

Her touch is frigid

Her eyes stare, glassy

Barely watching, a word, you say

Senses immune

She forgets

the seeds she has sown

Tears

The tears keep falling

Endless rush

Like a gloomy river

running nowhere

Coming, coming

But never going

Moment to moment

I pass the time

Collecting the drops

Wondering

Night of the Living Dead

As the fires of day grow dim

The light of the moon lies low

Calling to the undead

Screaming from below

I awake with an evil start

And slowly open my eyes

In answer to your thoughts

I hear my own self cry

Pushing through the darkness

Digging toward fresh air

Zombies have to put up with things

like bugs in long dead hair

I walk with joy and freedom

While you afraid with pain

Crawl away to solitude

And wipe away my name

My time to live is lost

Once again I’m lying deep

Inside the ground that holds me tight

Bleeding in my sleep

Wind Storm

A bitter storm draws close upon the land

the rusty sky full of verse as a poet

Wind whispering in my ear, no, crashing

piercing, breath before the drumbeat of the Gods

A drop, so sweet, so wet upon my brow

Open eyes question the day’s weeping

A soft brush falls here, now there

The writer smiles for a simple moment

when all words are put away

And only feeling soaks my soul

12-29-93 A Christmas Poem

Ah, the moon shines so brightly on bare legs

Whispering sweet nothings to an open ear

I gaze in wonder, struck by sight

Of it’s glistening surface, milky white

A halo full and round like I’ve never seen

Blessing this Christmas evening in prayer

Struck in blue as a holy light

She keeps me wakeful, knowing, calm

God’s glory sings a message

for one and all to see

The safeness of His story

and loving memory

Those midnight bells are ringing and mingling

with my nothings

I’m happy in this existential moment,

me and the full moon

Christmas past and the halo glows

reminding me of God’s presence

in my life

and on nature’s skyway to Heaven

09-11-87

I am

Cold as the water from a mountain stream

Cold at night when you’re in my dreams

Cold, all alone as I walk the street

Cold and only wanting your body heat

Yesterday’s laughter is far from me

It can never be the same with you or me

My mind is freezing as I watch my breath

grow ever, ever fainter–and I freeze to death

09-22-92

Rolling, Counting, throwing dice

Fate determined by the crushing blow

of a Samsonite suitcase

Heavy duty, lifetime guarantee

Where will it be after you and me

have joined the shampoo confederation

upon Mount Landfill of History

Mutual exhaust of our cars in tune

One more bomb could seal our doom

Mute but not deaf, only color blind

Shutting out waiting time till the end

Yesterday’s crush of flesh upon mine

Sweetest touch after the hardest crime

Escapist mind rush I injest

Words and pictures to drown the rest

If happiness fell from a deep blue sky

Would the chicken cry or would we die

I can only understand my very little world

Alone control my body’s space

Thoughts of love upon every race

Whispers forgiven, deeds replaced

Holy mantras chanted true

And I will do what monkeys do

12-03-93

Death holds us together
One two three
Songs of instrumental melody
Side by side you and me
Could we have wed at the cemetery gate?
Could we have fulfilled our vows?
Wearing black and sighing in sadness
As souls of consciousness, can we be together now?
I thought I’d die the day we met
My head is bursting in migraine
I thought I’d kill you in bed
But now I’m alone and feeling only pain
Funerals are pretty when it’s fleeting voyeurism
Could I say I’m sorry and bring you back from the grave
A sleepy murderess dreams sad and sweet
I pray to God to pave the way and ask that I be saved

04-04-94

A kiss

Awaited, yes

Daisy chains link bated breath

Wandering two search through the weeds

Pass at length the past’s sown seeds

Quiet moment beneath the trees

Evening quotient obtained with ease

A kiss

Yet seconds passed my lips

Lakeside bliss

Wondering two is it really this?

Pass the past freely to a welcoming abyss

Twilight comes and takes that kiss

Towards tomorrow’s door for us to reminisce

A kiss

Simple pleasure

Childhood friendship transformed to treasure