Dream Time Poetry

A tapestry of love’s desire
stitched and weaved with memories
unravels in two hearts apart
and lays bare the needs of soul.
But threads of past intensity
unrelenting stay attached
like spirit hands in devil lands
won’t leave well enough alone.
In this unholy matrimony
a mind entwined can’t disengage
from the snap and crackle, pop,
of sparks growing into flames.
‘tis love or not [...]

When it comes time to do something
it seems that things multiply
and suddenly another thing
cries, “Me, me, me, me, me”
and you look at that thing wondering
if that thing fits other things
or whether it’s just a thing
creeping into other things
where nothing belongs.
So come all things, those merry things,
into life’s Pandora’s box
where they commune with other things
and intertwine [...]

I do not have to shop for magic wands and fairy spells
because the store is closed to believers just like me
and yet I stop to think that maybe this or that
could magically transform my dreams into real.
Dream catchers are for fools content to only dream,
bones and stones can’t break the window of a soul,
and [...]

The gypsy’s fire has burnt to ash
and she has now retired
from passion’s inspiration
to dance so mindfully
to the tune of all she feels.
The rain has started falling;
pitter-patter, pit-pat-pat,
and there’s a momentary pause
before the rain is allowed
to mingle with her tears
and make them be as not.
The pause is the time between
what was and what must be
to [...]

When breathing in the breath of pain
it’s like the mind turns upside down
to catch the bit that’s left behind
the rise of hot air agony.
Upside down means not alright
to view the future glow of light
that hovers close, so very close,
to absorb that agony
and dissipate the impact
on those who will eventually
merge into the light.
It’s happening beyond my [...]

From out the deep she rose to be
not a mermaid from the sea
but a woman of full faculty
giving back what was received.
Like a natural spring it bubbled
and overflowed the banks
of all that she believed
was the better way to be
and she knew in the equation
a minus stood where plus should be.
It was back then and [...]

I haven’t turned the page
to the new month of May
as if April like my love of you
too hard to let go
but there’s a picture waiting
full glossy spread, I bet
to capture and enclose my heart
in the folds of memory.
And those folds are like a chain
interlocked heavy steel
and it winds around the will to be
unaffected by and [...]

Love is just an accident
no surgery can fix
and medication merely numbs
its sheer intensity
and indeed I take my daily dose
like you, and you, and them
unknowingly to procreate
a flow of ignorance.
The flow is fast, invincible,
and unstoppable
and pummels at the truth
like a tsunami
designed and made to suit
individual temperaments.
My tsunami is my look away,
my turn on heel, my shrug,
and [...]

In a moment of sheer and extraordinary bliss
I like to think the world doesn’t exist
but the world is a constant; it never is not
and bliss fades into obscurity.
Hunched and bunched like the defeated
it haunts on all fours the chambers of mind
and gains sustenance from imaginative feasts
placed on a platter of memories.
But the platter once gold [...]

So what is this courage that mostly lies fallow
to suddenly rise and open the door
when I heard not a knock, a tap nor a scrape
on the solidness of normality?
It let the wind in and the curtains drew back
and the force of a choice whistled in and then out
and I, the bedazzled, knew change was afoot
with [...]