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Monday, April 29, 2013

You came...For Deya (April 28th poem)

You came into my life
On a soft wind
In the height of summer

My breath caught
In yours

You evaporated one day
Rain on the sidewalk

But I will never forget

Walking the streets of New York
Hand in hand all night
Trying not to get wet

Survival, Part I (April 27th poem)

Before it happens
Nobody tells you
That this is what
Survival looks like

This is the ugly
Underbelly of triumph

That the champion's life
Has a seedy side:
Sloppy with sweat
Stinking with fear
Ugly not elegant

That its
Usually greasy not graceful
More than you asked for
Than you wanted
Less than you can handle
But not pretty either

Saturday, April 27, 2013

The Beloved

I could tell you
I love you
But why believe me
You don’t know me
Nor I you
What exactly do I love
And who?

I could tell you
That I want you
But what do I want
What is this wanting
Exactly and the price
Is there one?

I could tell you
I need you need to see you
Hear you touch you hold you
Soon soon please soon
But why do I need
Anything from you
What else will I need

Let me say nothing, dear one
Of love or of lust
Let me tell nothing, sweet one
Of wanting or of needing
Of hoping or of seeking
Let me sit silently in
My surrender to your beauty

In the silence
You become
The beloved

Friday, April 26, 2013

April 25th poem 

Sometimes I wonder
Where we’re headed
Humanity so fond
Of fighting/ of hating
Me Against you/war

 Why can’t we figure it out
How long will it take us
How many more of us
Have to fight have to die
How many more protests
How many more poems
Do I have to write?
 Before we get it
This whole oneness thing

Sometimes I wonder

Because I couldn't keep writing silly love poetry.... (April 24th poem)

PTSD (A Textbook Description)

The worst part is how it never ends
The bad thing that happened
Keeps happening keeps happening
In your mind again and again

Everybody coming to your door
Calling you on the phone
Asking you questions
Nobody can be trusted
Everyone is a suspect
Nobody understands
No one is your friend

Aversion becomes your best defense
So many things and people to avoid
So many roads are not safe
So many precautions to take

Rewinds and rehearsals
Of alternate outcomes and choices
Occupy too much thought too much time

And you can’t imagine
Living much longer
The future or your life
Before it happened

And anyway nothing matters

A Silly Poem

Its happened I don’t know how
Somehow I have a crush on you
I really can’t explain it though
You’re not my type
And I’m not prone
To such mistakes
Because let’s be frank
This feeling isn’t mutual

I have a crush on you
And there’s really
Nothing I can do
Take a bath take a nap
Find something loud
And funny to distract?

Again, my mind comes back to you
I don’t know what I’m gonna do

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

April 20th poem

Sometimes life is so good

I catch myself            stop

Take a breath take it in

Notice this

How    incredibly       blessed

Allow theOvertaking awe

Let the moment stand

Where it is     pause

I want (April 21st 2013 poem)

I want you to want me
Maybe I shouldn't
I can feel your curls
Tangling against my palms
Your warm breath on my cheek

I can see what it would
Be like/ feel like
My hand on your neck
On your waist on your
Hip the soft caress of lips

No, I don't want you to want me
If you did, what would stop me...