Resound
I ring the evening bell And my tolling is from the trees From the throat of the sundown breeze I am a knelling of love Pealing out before night wind is loosed Here… 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
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
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
Friday Dusk
Friday dusk and the wind is cutting loose With a thirsting for earthy wine it goes Twirling the neon dust of avenues Coiling the underbrush of starbirth It is going to burst In… 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
In the Fresh
In the fresh afternoon I wish it could all begin rather than this straggle To the wounded end I’d go back To the start of the kisses To the first firelight And I’d… 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
Maybe
Maybe in the dawn I’ll be alive again With some peace song in my head A smile in a rose cloud floating over Some hope on the moon’s sinking edge Instead of this… Continue reading
Warbling Birds
Warbling birds In the trees near the Mosque Under a grey dawn sky Beholding rise of day For a gentle phrase to say I look into the songs of the birds But there,… Continue reading