FIRST STORM OF SPRING, 2009 (22 Sep. 09)
I am the image
You are the Creator
I have feelings
You are the Curator
I lack for nothing
All is in Your Power
I have wishes
You are the Shower
The Word is between us
A shared vision of Trust
You make sense of my intensity
Your Communication a must
There’s not much to Know
But that All is your Power
And anything I do
With love You me shower
I Thank You for the Rain
I Thank You for the Sun
I Hope for no one pain
When the Day is done
I cannot write no more
Alas, I type and tire
I’d rather hear your thundering voice
My heartbeat to inspire
IDOL-EYES’D (22 Sep. 09)
“Starlight, star bright – the first star I see tonight”
The first star I’d ever seen
A magnificent, golden, human being!
Could he be mine? Could I be thine?
And so it began, the first of many dreams
I dreamed again with any means
Through years of acid isolation
In desserts of famine and desolation
I’d found the ending of my story
And dreamed of never ending glory
Through marriage after marriage
Through divorce after divorce
My dream of perfect marriage
Was worse off than I thought
But learn, I must, I knew I must
I closed the gap between dream and lust
And found the ground, just ordinary dust
My perfect heart was red with rust
Alas, I saw, my Kingdom burned
Alas, I cried, the King has turned
To face me with surprise and wrath
Who was I to rip the cloth
Invested days turned into years
The twists and turns, the cries and tears
All meant little or nothing to distant star
When turned toward me, not from afar
I saw, dismayed, the common flaw
That divorced me from so many men before
Oh, dust that settled in my eye
So ashamed, I could not cry
Naught, I am, in first love’s view
Alight between the two of you
Not waste a day I will again
On love that is but just a feign
MAN
Male and female, he wandered ‘round
The expanse of virgin, holy ground
Too soon he was “lonely” found
Then, split in two, embraced his twin
At Genesis Two, began again
The Spirit sighed a long relief
This was surely beyond belief
How long before the two do tire
And burn long in the winter fire
Ah, Time stepped in and stories told
Of Heroes Young and Heroes Old
And some, yes dared, to see the Dark
To deceive the world and bear the mark
And some, who slaved, died in their sleep
And some, who served, still tear and weep
And some, who learned, argued day and night
And some, who yearned, hungered in the light
And those who writ, are quite the twit
For whence do all our lovers go?
They rise to fame and quite renown
Walk the walk and frown the frown
So, Man, your Twin not good enough
Your brother’s twin you had to love
The Spirit sighed at your greedy heart
And wondered what He next would part
UNCANNY I (28 Sep. 09)
I started wars and trained young whores
Not knowing fear of what I’d done
I called for Knowledge and Technical Help
From way beyond our Silly Sun
I pledged my heart to duty and death
To fight for Peace with every breath
When Day was done and here I sit
To my pc I dream and plague my wit
There’s no question: what’s done is done
They keep finding a bigger Sun
My body is failing, my truth is unreal
I’m finding Death is a smoother deal
The inner sanctum of my so-controlled mind
Is hungry, thirsty, but never blind
And searching, preying, I’m drawn to the Light
That shines forth from the Curator’s Sight
Although I’m unstable by medical standards
I’m surrounded by the weirdest landlords
And if I don’t aspire to fear
They draw their knives and beckon “near”
I’m just tired, I say and know my ends
And wonder how I’ll tell my friends
It was my dream to empower you all
But now it’s time for me to fall
Unless I fail, I’ll soon be gone
To the planet I call “my home”
To restfully play with others’ loss
For now we couldn’t care a toss
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