Siesta
Siesta of the day I take into my arms Blue clouds and white wind Swaying on the hammock in the breeze Shaded by the boughs of hashish trees My pipe is puffed in… Continue reading
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Her Shirt
I wear her shirt to bed All that I have of her All that is left of me Of a great cloth of love, A worn patch next to my skin Pressed to… Continue reading
Thinking of You
Thinking of you on a timeless day A rarity of desert grey Time suspended in my hands A web I weave where you might land Fresh of snow from your cold world To… Continue reading
Flown
Soft across the night sent From the wind rising Rain to veil the moonlight Gently from the garden It goes now scented by Desert loam the sparkling Rock world Etched of midnight waters… Continue reading
In the Grace
Dawn in the grace of the poem Have I been washed in dew Showering now in the merest blue Of aurora being born to bright Night is done and my song I’ve sung… Continue reading
Sleeping Birds
Sleeping birds Wilted in the heat of morn Black in branches dream Of trilling trickling in the throat I too wish for this Wet of warbling from your skin Pressed onto my… Continue reading
Midnight Rain
Sweet fresh morning rain May it drip down my desert face Onto your cheek and your lips Where you sleep in the green Left long ago at my back Far off over the… Continue reading
The Dream in the Yawn
I peel back reality The lone bed in the cold room And while I yawn now While the ink of the night dries It is to your arms I go To the pillow… Continue reading
Playing My Tinwhistle
Playing my tinwhistle in the sun Morning came and now has gone While I piped a tune for you Blew it out across the blue In the winds that swiftly fly Across the… Continue reading
The Bells
The bells will ring for us As dusk falls in the moonrise As the perfumes of the night And the blue clouds waft Tolling will follow us After our long shadows go Filling… Continue reading
Into the Afternoon
We will go now into the afternoon Under the lime trees and palm fronds Out into the dapple wandering Will will go now gathering beams Into our hands come the sunwash Touch of… Continue reading
The Sixteenth Hour
The sixteen hour single parent workday Coming to a tired end with two down and One son left to go to dreamland I will tuck him in on his bed in my saddhana… Continue reading
Dreaming
Dreaming of her all night But in the morning she is gone Over the border into the mad world Now in the mental ward with the dark flowers Blooming in her hair While… Continue reading
She Has Gone Back
She has gone back to the mental ward To have Thorozene shoved down her throat And I sit in the debris of dusk Up to my neck in unshed tears This an old… Continue reading
All that Is
All beaten broken ruined The golden bands pawned The beds miles apart Under the same roof two Wary sniffing danger The mated animals eye The smoking debris Left of the wedded life A… Continue reading
Her Smile
Sudden thoughts of her smile Far off over the blue valleys Under the diamond bark of the Winter trees In the freshening, the dream of Spring Stirring in the cosmos of the roots… Continue reading
It
It just went blank Shuddered to a stop Keeled over A grinding halt Dead-in-the-water Finis Kaput The end Of that love Till death Do us Part January 24, 1996 (desmond) About Desmond and Poems… Continue reading
Every Hour
Every hour consumed Each joy devoured All hope destroyed Every single living Part of loves’ bones Broken, beaten, burned In the fist and flame Of the madness she weds The happy bride is… Continue reading
Goodnight Kiss
One more kiss before I go Out of the body into dreams’ glow Place it on my sleepy heart In the pulse that I depart To float the languid, soothing place Lit by… Continue reading
In All I Am
My useless love roams over you From another life again In nights sleepless, moonscarred, Scrawled by the blood of pens then I have seen the dawns come crowded In mountain mists and city… Continue reading