A little belated St. Valentine's Day present-- some legitimate love poems, not my usual unrequited odes. Love one another.
Some of these poems are in the collection Eons and Other Love Poems.
Eons
It seems all at once
perfect and inconceivable
that these two leaves,
one golden brown,
the other auburn,
should brush against
each other from the deep,
sweeping gust of wind
blowing in this dark forest.
in the middle of November.
They have been spinning
in centrifugal motion
ever since they fell,
holding close to each other,
skydivers attempting a tandem.
In the branches, they were alive,
but separated. But, autumn
came to free them from the
branches and gave them air,
inevitable as belief.
The brown leaf blushed,
the tender auburn gazed
at the eons of time in the stars.
Veins, stems, tips touched.
They fluttered and rustled
in the bracing air.
When the leaves shift down in the shuffle
of others one day, they won’t
soon forget the time they soared
from life to more life, together.
Promise
Lean in closer, hold my hand, make a promise.
For promise is all this is—capacity
to move and learn, a chance to live.
Of course, what kind of promise?
Can they be kept? Why not?
I’ll keep it if you’ll hear it.
My promise to be open
and help make possible joy,
let no one take it from you.
Don’t let them take my promise
to open myself to you
(if you’ll have me)—eros or agape.
Oh hell—let’s make it eros (just for fun),
then agape as the pulse steadies.
No, let’s just hold to the promise
(the capacity) (the pilot light) (the flintrock).
Lean in closer, I’ll make a promise
(and why not) (let’s be amorous)
(give it a go)I promise to believe in your promise.
Will that be enough? (I hope so)
Through the Panic and the Fury
I cannot touch you.
I can only see snapshots of your life.
I only know I want to be
with you
near you
in your wake..
I want to crawl inside
your photographs and reveal
myself inside your mind's eye
no regrets
not like before,
a real life...
not ruled by remorse
but through the panic & the fury
and wake up in your arms
rested
ready
filled with hope...
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