Love Poem

Through blood moons
And comets that disquiet
Meteors that threaten
To rend the planet
With their heavy showers

Through acid fields
And wrenching violence
Enough to make the earth embarrassed
At giving birth

Through baseless hatred
That inflames without healing
I come to you and look in your eyes
Rejecting the meaningless scorn
That surrounds us like poison

I see your weary smile
And hold your face in my hands

Who is it that is so close
Hovering by your ear
Whispering words that
Startle you with truth?
The unimaginable is
But a breath away

During the busy day
You look out the window
Of your office
And absently gaze at other offices
In the building across the street
You see people at work
Sitting at their tasks
When sunlight illumines the glass
Of their windows
And you suddenly realize the message

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Each age, each day
The need to recreate
Though we never brought ourselves in
But were created
For what purpose many answers
Yet created
The tree, the rock
Shaped and formed by wind and rain
Still a tree and rock created
Humility is the beginning

AR-15

Open spaces where the
Enemy hides
Jet fighters overhead
Leading into a mall
Where the enemy moves into
The produce section of a supermarket
Or the racks of appliances at a hardware store
The enemy hides in the sound of children
Studying and playing
Your weapon is just an object
Inert when left alone
But trusty when you sense an enemy
That your mind can find anywhere

Why on the day of calm

When the trees are still

And there is a green world of birds

Is there a tension in your chest

When thoughts are not real?

Fingers of light stream

While you sit in the shade

Thinking of the future

And what it portends

Temporarily distracted

By a yellow butterfly

Doing its work

In the present moment 

Seemingly calm the graves 

As attendants mow the grass

Under a cloudless sky

Does the new tenant feel

Shame, pain, and disgrace at

His dissolution

Clinging still to the sensory

Pleasures of earth 

A lost ghost

Waiting for the light?

A devil cloud

Spiraling in dust

On the flat plain

Thoughts of suicide intrude

While spirit voices seek help

How much pain and evil must there be

Until suffering is gone

And the weeds of darkness

Are burned to oblivion

High, very high

The birds gathered in unison

On the tree tops

Singing in chorus

A conference of the birds

Knowing their solidarity

They hold their position

Until a signal prompts them

To fly all at once

To a place you do not know

When you were in despair

Driving distractedly and

Waiting for an exit sign

Two deers leapt from the roadside forest

And sprang with abandon across the highway

Dodging the oncoming cars

With balletic grace

You smiled for a moment

Thoughts like a hook

Piercing the tranquil mind

Fears like a baby crying

Looking for a parent’s kiss—

To everything detach

Even to what you call yourself

In your hands an ancient letter

Dead because never sent

To a love that never was

Reading the lines memory stirs

Before you rip it into pieces

And toss it away

In the silent hours

When you are alone with sleep

And dreams

You hear shouting in the darkened street

And see the car lights crossing

Your ceiling

You pray and fall back to sleep

Hoping for peaceful dreams

You distrust the day

It is dull and empty

Filled with purposeless challenges

And chance humiliations

The blandishments of whores

And the solace of paid friends