Wednesday, April 27, 2005

homework

Softly proud, I watch
my attentive son -
thoughts spilling on paper

liquid gold.

Sunday, April 24, 2005

wanting

your words like kisses to my flesh
steal me away from the world
your soft fingers exploring
my body achingly slow
and i feel the rising heat
swelling inside me
ready to engulf you.

My favorite poem

Pablo Neruda writes about the love he experienced with his third wife, Matilde Urrutia, something passionalte and profound, but also easy and natural....

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
i'm running out of time
i need to go
i need to go
and leave these thoughts behind

what will be will be
they say
and i prefer to flow
and wait and see
and live fully all the while

i'm off to pray
and hear soothing words
then kiss a newborn's tiny hands
on a boat with friends

Saturday, April 23, 2005

from slumber's nest

who shall venture forth
from slumber's nest
this warm and feathered
place we've come to rest

who shall stretch above
high enough to see
what lies beyond the
branches of this tree

who shall brave the wind
and coming rain
search for food to fill
this growing brain

who shall risk to love
beyond whats known
beyond the normal comfort
of this home.

you send me flowers

another hill we climb together
closer now i walk with you
in deep contentment for what is known

like watching the sunrise over the ocean
amazed and thankful for such beauty
filled with love and promise

you hear my frightened words
and comfort me with your reassurance
uncertainty has a way of scaring both of us

you send me flowers
a virtual hug to ease my worries
and i know your heart

this is a timeless love
that carries us through our weakness
and takes us beyond our dreams.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

i want to love you

i want to love you
despite my fears
kiss your lips
through these tears

hold you close
till our last days
be your companion
now and always

rest we weary gentlemen

i want to throw cold water on your face
wake you from this slumber
yank you from indecision's grip

.... this i wrote before the call

Sunday, April 17, 2005

truth

red river
rapid through my viens
let me coast a while
this i've learned

instict sounds
its dire warning
i turn it down
to hear the truth

let it slowly drip
through my mind's filter
in its purest form
i witness clarity

with open eyes
and a patient stance
let me see truth.

Sunday, April 03, 2005

i'm only human
this perky girl
with a smile
for the world

struck by life's
uncertainty
i fear and defend
i can't pretend

yes, im tired
i lost this fight
and im mad
that it happened tonight

blood was drawn all week
from this drained body
i couldn't seem to give enough
its never enough

i wasn't sensitive
i wasn't perky
i wasn't sexy
i wasn't loving

you're a thinker
analzying complex issues
the fate of the nation
cluing me in to impeding tragedy

and i feel the weight
so heavy i want to cry
my head so full
my words come out like bullets

its not me
i am the easy thought
the gentle breeze
the walk on the beach

if you can love me
for me
then i can be this for you
and not a reflection of yourself
because i am not you
and if i try to be
i will surely fail.