Romantic Poetess

Romantic Poetess Jan 2011

Show your lovely soul
Opening to the huntress
Watch for her arrows

Seed of Mystery
Autumn raindrops mock my tears
Loving feeds the growth

In my bed of leaves
With cloudy doubts of reason
Swept in windy swirls

Autumn medicine
Marsh plants call out for harvest
Each a cry of love

Graceful willow wisps
In fall brushes past my lips
You ignite my soul

Breezes loosen life
Colored beauties leaving trees
We are free again

Romantic Poetess Jan 2011

Senryu Of Our Times

When fear reins, hate rules

Civility not enough

Love is what we need

Romantic Poetess Jan 2011

Your Jazz Band

I am an aficionado
Of the Jazz band
That you are
The innovative music
That you are
The sense of freedom
Harmony,
Intensity
That you inspire
In me

I am a groupie
Of the jazz band
That you are
The passionate music
That you are
The sense of exploration
Improvisation
Syncopation
That you inspire
In me

I am an instrument
In the jazz band
That you are
The cool jazz music
That you are
The sense of connection
Metaphysical
Transcendental
That you inspire
In me

Romantic Poetess Jan 2011

A Simple Man

He said, "I am a simple man"
But I see layers
Of complexity
Like the roots
Of a tall sturdy tree
Reaching deeper
Down into the earth
Joining with the souls
Of those who died
In war
Joining with the hearts
of those who mourned
Their loss
Joining with those he called family
Those who called him son
Those who called him lover
Those who called him husband
Those who called him father
Those who called him friend

Romantic Poetess Jan 2011

Mighty Oak

As I wait
Up here
In your top most branches
Chasing away
Interloping
Squirrels and birds
I piece together
Moments
Caught in your smile
Seduced by your voice
I long for
The moment
When you reveal
Just a crack
In your hard bark
So that I may count
The rings
Inside your
Tall and sturdy trunk
So that I may ride
Through layers
Of your source seeking roots
From top soil
To earth’s molten core
Because I know
It will nourish
My soul

Romantic Poetess Jan 2011

Love's Musical Questions

How do we begin
The music
Of love making?
Are we sure
That the language we share
Is harmonic?

Who arranges the pulse of the piece?
Who decides which beats are
Accented
Which beats
Are not?
Will they give rise
To our motif?
Will our phrases
Use repetition or contrast
Be weak or strong
****** or repose?

Will our passage
Be AABB
Or AABA?
How many themes
And how many variations

Will we play
on our
delicate instruments?
Will our cycle be
a symphony
or will we
happily create
a one movement work
with an air
of spontaneous inspiration
and call ourselves
a rhapsody?

Romantic Poetess Jan 2011

Voo Doo

I wan'na find a funky riff
Put myself in its pocket
Find that place
Where the drums and the bass
Need me to
Work that voodoo out.

I wan'na find a funky riff
Forget where I’m at
Never get where I’m go’in
Never tell what I’m show’in
Just want to
Work that voodoo out.

I wan'na find a funky riff
Need to get mellow
Need to forget
What I’m gon’na get
When I
Work that voodoo out.

I wan'na find a funky riff
Need to unwind
Need to sit in your lap
Hear your fingers tap
When we
Work that voodoo out