into the pewter,
a sprinkle of lavender lent
each dusk
of ages past--will my love
outlast such sacrifice
~~
(C)2010/2012 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Harmony
..first in Sketchbook 5-5 SepOct 2010
~~

gardens supreme grudgingly hesitate,
almost opting to break the rules,
before sending lovenets to capture
choice glimmers of Shirley's smile

they would, most certainly, prefer
every spark, the full vibrancy,
but even for them it is not permitted
to interfere further with such a lovely dream;
this dearest testament of righteousness

but some brilliant mementos
they had to have
the stars would allow it,
they knew
~~
..(C)2003/2012 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Ram
~~

whisper to me, moon
tell me she lies in bed
wishing for a dream
of me--to please her heart,
to heal old wounds; to simply comfort
~~
..(C)2008/2012 Spiros Zafiris..channeled;
spirit Harmony; reaching into the poet's heart
~~

not to mimic the absolute tenderness of
the truest roses in Heaven,
afterglows of trust have their own
identifying features
they squint and glimmer and envelop
one's dearest aspirations
with such wonderful splendor and blessing,
that wise owls and ripe trees
easily capture these moments of fruition
entire forests and countless owls
live for this nurturing magic
~~
..(C)2003/2012 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Ram
~~

The photograph of you
on the north wall of the back room
of bar Night Magic
has impressed me so,
dear Leonard,
that I wonder, "How many beautiful losers
has it seduced?"

You are simply beautiful...
    the way you hold your brow
standing there in the company
of Lenin and Nietzsche
~~
..(C) 1981/2012 Spiros Zafiris
..from Midnight Magic (1981)
~~

then he smiled
the perseverance of a kiss
befriended his imagination
near or apart,
he loves her
the silence in their hearts
delivered a sense of turmoil

--yes, the magnitude of love
forsakes itself
certain sad moments,

sings the carpet

while, he,
he turns
and smiles at love
he knows will conquer
~~
..circa 1986..(C)2002/2012 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Ram
~~

full title: ON THE PAINTING OF A MAN
BALANCING A HAT ON THE TIP OF A CIGAR

                    --from Cafe Le Quartier Libre

i can tell from the way he holds his body that
he's from Paris
as a child he spent his summers playing hide & seek
around the Eiffel Tower
he lost his virginity to a generous German ****
when he was eleven...a woman into Tarot and
palm reading

He smoked his first cigar with her
   i can tell, i know
and it can be said that she was his one and only
true love

O people reading these lines
   if only you could see him
Rodin would have loved him and would have devoted
decades on busts of him

O, if only you could see the way
he balances that hat on his cigar
   still under her spell
~~
..circa 1978..Copyright 1981/2012 Spiros Zafiris
..from Midnight Magic (1981) ISBN:0-9690643-2-2
~~