Friday, July 25, 2014

The Day In The Garden

I think of the day in the garden with you
Beyond the crumbling manor of a bygone man
And the stony gaze of archaic ladies
of flowers and grain
We passed a chair large enough
To seat all my dreams of you
To light upon a canopied bench
tucked away
Amongst the newly green
and the vibrant life
surrounding us
As all things were just budding
We were only just meeting
After knowing you forever
And I longed to see
This garden in full bloom.

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Just One Note

that note that rumbles forth
when not trying to induce a
nor cry
but breath barely escaping valves
producing a low note
that's almost broken
on the verge of seeming rupture and interruption
and for that moment I imagine
musician and instrument in an intimate embrace
a singularity in one low broken note
which overwhelms me
engulfs me with sex
a primal and carnal emotion of unknown origin
as I view the world through half-lidded serenity
if only for just one note

Tuesday, July 8, 2014


In the quest to attain greatness,
I have committed a most grave sin:
I failed to recognize the greatness I already possess.
I am not a broken thing to be fixed;
I am a goddamn dynamo to be reckoned with.

Friday, July 4, 2014

Black Dog

I run with a big black dog
Lost in his shadow most times
Ever present
Though he lays down
And slumbers
To allow the radiant sun
Brilliant heat
Embracing light
Shine on my face