Sunday, January 25, 2015

Because You Loved Me


..........and now there is only drowning in you....................................... no longer looking for air only movements like I used to do when I was an air breather.........................any struggle relinquished readily sweet surrender.....blissful grace inside you I surrender give away abandon rights free will submission admits total freedom being................................ How I love thee move still stay go pass pray touch think ~~~~~~~~~~~~~...here , we are.......this is how we are....


Thursday, January 22, 2015

When Angel


softening heat cools touching hand upon shoulder an angel you cry I unable to move


what's tomorrow - I don't know; I don't know............................my heart tells me it only matters if it is with you.........

unless its today and I'm holding you for now tomorrow please never be

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Friday, January 16, 2015

When Will We Live


I am thinking of you and a great terror comes upon me..............................I can't love you enough well wholly unselfishly.............. a discomfort grows physically ailing from my frail now barely beating heart though my irrelevant body muddling what's left of my mind and chilling my very soul......................I can't and so very much need want like desire hope strive and suffer unto such yearning hunger to love you yet not still consummately loving....................so scared approaching empty away....................... when will we live .............when will we live?

Friday, January 9, 2015

Age Grace


I am so awesomely happy and grateful!! This morning I came to the most wonderful awareness.........I understand and feel the gift of being my 68 years. The challenges of aging.......... its trials, perils.......... its unrelenting attack on youth are resolved in the harmony of the increasing memories of the past with the energy from love joy peace beauty and art of friendship newly becoming in the present. This balance of jubilance I offer to all who wish.


..............Such this morning's brunch of Brie, Blackberries, Almonds, and Rye Bread after my love touched me................................ stir sweetly up the reverie of a childhood day :

................unborn hearts in prepubescence womb being held so delicately..................... my six year old body knows not even I had traveled the 40 feet down Chicago's Lawndale Avenue ......from my brick apartment house to her back yard..... nor is it sensing time as I brush the long dark hair of eleven year old Roberta................her father had mowed the small early summer lawn and her mother watches Roberta and me from the second floor wooden porch as mid afternoon allows enough sun through the tenements to hallow blanket on ground .............. in warm days glow I whisk Roberta's hair innocently from the top of her head in eternal embrace with purity to the small of her back on blanket upon which she sits crossed legged back to me gazing up at parent................her hair drying in balmy air as I brush again seeing her mother's face soften angelically as her daughter's hair glistens under my boy-child hands in air perfumed with tender age touching angels fully being in heaven to this breath I take in my sixty-eighth year upon this same good earth.


Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Of Our Calm


...........oh beyond words friend in being as grace good is when how living ascendently gives..............................and so calms me this mindful prayer when we are not together..............


Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Grows


as life turns toward increasing light I grow to love you more and more............knowing sure to inhale Spring's breath beyond Winter's lifelessness only more sure to know your touch beyond distant absence