posted April 17, 2013 09:48 AM            

wonder forth
impress the host
with undisclosed
forgiving

range a million
isles of sundered
smoke-lit thunder
cliffs

give forth
endless
ageless
naive
hope

oh my sundered
surrendered ones
my poor angels
digruntled
wondering
what goes

you unbelievable ones
you powerful ones
disbelieving ones

how can I speak to you?

all my wonders
gasp
before you

posted April 17, 2013 09:48 AM            

this is the lime
glowing out, become
the life spread for a time
splayed legs and minds
dissected, dismembered
unforgotten but clinging
like a slime

like roots spreading unencumbered
freely reaching to become
ghosts transfixed
floating over notes
slinging a thousand songs
shouldered like the throngs
of disbelieving chorus

where we have spun
struggled embittered
like the sun not betraying
endless feelings
but singing, singing,
bleeding like full women
***** remembering what it was
to love like this

and south of here
strange emblems declare
something you would own
if you could own
all the myriad rhythms
that coarse like gifted madness
through the tomb of you

words crash like bubbles
into airy discovery
we won't let them fall
not now, not when
we could ride them
like fast *****
into nothingness
because that's the place
where dreams break
like tired waves
and curse us
who love them

chamber maids discover us
naked babbling memories
we would do our best
to feign enchantment
if all would leave
us alone

blankly tumbling
over forests embedded
in planet earth
souls stumbling 'round stumps
and forcing our way through
into black triumphant wonder
where we don't know
what we won't
understand
anyway

angelic hosts
choke on however many
angry fast motes
garbled in light
struggling to emerge
into signs, into words
wanting to stand
for more than beauty

and how many of you here
wander staggering star-struck
awe-struck in sympathy
with this transfixed crowd
of constellations?

will you ever draw back
into the moment without remembering
another time like this one
or girls squirming
like this rare woman
who has been a girl
and has shed girlhood
in so many tears

will you draw back
into her chest
while she holds you
and you remember
a similar fierce warmth
because of her
in spite of her

will you fall headlong
into remembering
while she stands strong
anxious to withstand
the heartbreaks
you're preparing

your soul ghost
ambivalent, passionate
not at all forthcoming
but blazing some truth
all around, but not inside
buried deep like water
locked in ice

will you transcend
the tears that jump
and gather, crumbling
in seas that suspend your ghost

how can you hope to

fire rises like any element
burning what sustains it
burning you and your treasured
anxious imaginings
all that you're worth
burning, burning
because isn't this how you want it
how you imagined heartfelt grace
rendering itself somehow
immaculate in sin

posted April 17, 2013 09:50 AM            

all you gathered under
working for an answer
holding what is out of hand

meekly struggling to awaken
bravely failing what's at stake and
drowning in a glass of stars

my heart is in the place of mourning
weeping blood upon your tombs
growing chill and wafting
sighs of love's perfume

pray, do see my verse is gentle
dear friendship is the banner hung
and heed with force this sober rhyme
before your lives are said and sung

for there is lighting in the cloud
and more than ready to be blunt
some thing most woeful will not hold
some thing more ancient will affront

behold The Devil now complacent
all his fiercest demons placed
insisting with their patient roots
upon the neutral soil

angels on their bellies
sparrows sunk in mud
here lies the wild we fathered
in purest impossible love

grinding our teeth to the beast
bones we all suckled by nature
like cannibal offspring nursing
when milk has ceased to run

is this the dawn of action
is this the fight or flight
has free-will made a motion
which faith cannot abide

for it would seem all things are blessed
and nothing simple could be wanting
that greed alone demands a test
and complicates exalting

people get lost just finding their place
words want to leave when unspoken
mind weaves a web to watch its own thoughts
silently creeps up and eats them

this is the fire we said we would tend
back when our souls were dark ovens
back in the night of interior life
when daylight was but an illusion

there we discovered a secret height
faint and yet present in blackest sight
tender to the breath's own breath
like the candle of a ghost

how it held us in suspension
saw us through the emptiness
left no doubt, no door, no question
blessed us with a full abyss

posted April 17, 2013 09:53 AM            

In times of dryness
just keep going

show up
and play your part
as if courage was enough

even if you're not on fire
like Christ and his holy martyrs

even if it doesn't come
like lightning
from a ready cloud

and your mind is doubting
and your heart is underneath the dirt

keep looking
keep trying

because that's what faith is
anyway

that's where resurrection comes from
after all

though all the world
in awe of graces
will never know