And today
Let us remember
That of all the illusions
Death is the deepest

I see my heart
glowing in the dark.

I see your heart
shining like a star.

Different from afar,
we shine our light.
Two distant rays
of the same
Sun.

Two hearts in love.

I recall our high place
Where we worshipped on summer nights
Sitting on the pond bank
Watching the sky's reflection on the still waters
Every star perfectly mirrored
We skipped stones along the lucid summer sky
Paying our tithes with moist kisses
Eternity whispered in our ears with breezes
Prayers scattered along the waters edge in white flower petals
We two children, closer to whatever God resided then in our hearts,
Than we would ever be again
Our laughter echoed like church bells rang on Sundays for worship call
The moon, our reverend, calling our hearts
To The Great Alter of All That Is
Time was still and stollen
We lived then,
I go there sometimes still and think of you
Since you were plucked so carelessly as the most beautiful of lotus lillies
~A

the vibration of your voice is a unique manifestation
of sound
what will you do with that alchemy of lips and tongue
speak your mind
will your purpose be love?

I am nested, perched, content
my view across the valley to the shore
where the geese and seagulls roost
their chatter long into the night.
Nothing here wishes me ill
I belong, I am part of these things
all the senses touch is family
we are one, indivisible, love.

Stuck in the cloving of seasons,
Mourning the falling leaves,
The long, hot summer hours,
The dusty flowers,
Tired with their bee-filling,
Wanting only sleep.

I am torn for loving summer,
Regretting nothing:
The summer flings,
The two-up rides on tree-lined paths,
The running, ducking laughter in the summer rains,
The sparking, smoking skies of 4th July,
The too-warm walks and wanting shade,
The pleasures of a new-cut lawn,
And you, the constant sun-bather there-upon.
The sweet embraces you and I shared in the nights,
Knowing seasons last for just a while,
We celebrated summer through it all,
Not wasting time before the coming Fall.

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I love you, Melody Joy. db

you can sell me coffee or tequila
a big cigar or a pack of cigarettes

*** and its consequences
a family life and a family saloon

tell me everything will work out fine
or all is lost never to return

give me a free coffin when I buy that plot of land
the one in the churchyard next the sea

make me believe in reincarnation
I was a butterfly once

but in the end I will wish I drank one more tequila
and one more coffee to revive my numbed out mind.

A universe nestles on your tongue
while your heart beats for love.

Each breath is a solar breeze.
Your teeth the gates of heaven.

A voice whispering freedom
shared down many generations

-as joyful laughter unites the World
and its ripples reach the stars.

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Each morning I rise unto hours,
Wheeling in sun, with wee wild flowers.

An hearty wish, on hills by the sea

Each day I skip about live stones,
In winds I run, deep dancing my bones.

I am made of each, cairn on hillocky

Each sweep of air a breathy kiss,
On skyline by the sea, one mighty bliss.

Dancing my bones, in winds I run

Each hour a new turning of page,
Each heap on hill, of these I am made.

*Wild wee flowers, wheeling in the sun

We wrangle words wild as stallions
but leave their spirit intact within a certain freedom

Poetry is a definition without any fences
tamed to a page at a certain point in time

Scattered into history and eternally reverberating
on the higher planes of the untamed wild

All song is a free heart
who has learned a new way to express love.

"Don't pop yet!
We all know who you are!"

said the blue balloon to the red balloon
as they elevated by their nobility
to embrace clouds.

Love calls to attention all her lovers
not the military kind all neatly lined up
or the pay attention in a classroom
rather the attention to small details
while big events take care of themselves.