Lets fall under the leaves
as we dream of the green feathers
strokes of heart-shaken ooze
erupting a canvas in brightness

We loved from the first
as our hands stroked on a subway
a sweep, that grab of disbelief
the brush of the beginning

The train engaged the rails
as tails of wagons disjointed
in a somber summery promise
at the foot of dreary station

Would you like to know me?
in the beat of the slow pawns
drowned inside the silky satin
as the cocoon of love emerges

Tethered at the end
with no hope to amend
seduced each other to appease
your love flow in me with ease
Darling, don't look back on you
The days when the rainbow was lifeless
The ultraviolet was in hues of grey
The sunrise reflected back on the skies
The multitude of sorrowful rainy clouds
All cried out and behind our front
My soul laid and screamed aloud

NOW
The shell of the loneliness undone
Chase of the summerly winds donned
The day beckoned with clarity
All hate erased, our love not charity
Un-crippled chase, the healed ails
Un-rippled wavelets,currents and sails

THEN
I unmask the casket
Claim the frozen confusion called life
On this walls are our sacred scripts
The prints that reads indelible
Of how our love nurtures the nests

Sometimes I wish I could be a man
the sun will just make me move
dance like Finley Quaye
gathering rainbows
as the sun rays penetrates
deeply through the layers
of the spinning dreidel

Sometimes I wish I could be a man
may be the girls will stare and think
wink and weakly muse
gathering rainbows
as the winter sacrifices it’s cold spell
over the mast of a mountain peak
past the cold freeze of the snowy frost

......If I were a man, I would lay her reign by the summerly graffiti trail. Then, sing her lullabies made of rubies and red roses........

If not for the gasoline aspect
I would drive all over town
Listening to music from the stereo
Just me, just the car
Just the world staying still
And moving, still, somehow

-cj

In a caged room surrounded by mourn
faced by the art I drew and painted
skewed in a sullen moody brew*
drowning in the remedy of beauty

On the cliff, clipped of untraced wings
rated by the lifelong abandonment
sent free by the unlived blurred visions
fondling the melodies of the unfounded

Inside a class of the pessimist, frowned at
Summerly scented lavender cases the rain
burnt under the burdening traffic
of smoke, lurk, afflictions, delusions

Outside the forest chasing waterfalls
submerged in the weakening infernos
isolated inside the gust of wintery winds
*sipping tea and seducing mere boredom

Col du Galibier

If soul and legs
find each other - small bliss
at great height

.....

Passo dello Stelvio

With great legs
life is a climb
hors catégorie

....

Col de la Cayolle

Rocks and canyons
summerly silence –  thoughts
are echoing in my head