love
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Fashions
Giving everything to all,In fashions of herself,Astride monstrous affections –Of so many names. Where else might angels flee –But to shining throne –To ask what answer hails,What rapture there knocks… What audacity approaches..And proclaims all that she isIs living within them –Yet undefeated… For her to inherit –Bending with her will –Within the whispersOf the…
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A Castle in My Heart
They come knocking at my door,Suitors and their suits of armour,Empty and void,To charm!As if a spell would do, In the castle I built for me! Only monsters seek the prize,Lovers wish only to play,Swept, as the winds will it, And for the valour of it –Be satisfied. For Love is never singular,But patient and…
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Meanies
Never befriend a shopkeeper,Or a preacher or a celebrity.But you can take their goods,Their faith and their words. When North and South meet,And East is stopped by West,Then life may confess,That the distance between,Was madness. . . . . Snippet. (A teeny bonus) “I fell in love with love,Until love fell out of me,”So said…
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Strangers, patiently
Starlight is my guide and my heart has flown,Into the embrace of tempers known,Must I catch a star and put it in my pocket,To escape the intensity that beckons me? The journey is endless but the distance none,I have run to the light of my brighter sun,Standing here and waiting with darkness for you,To step…
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The Flood
Unfathomed points of starlight,Hidden by the radiance of the solitary sun,In the image of true conviction,Destiny leading blinds you. Yet, star song can still be heard,Calling to you from a sea of dreams,Through the veil of sight and sound,Through storm clouds and thunder – I know one day the sky will break,The rain fall and…
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Before I Live
Cold comforts are your frozen repose,The shield and the maiden’s frozen toes,Tipping in defence of Winter’s throes,Holding power only an Empress knows. Comes a conqueror’s horse and lance,A foolish heart must take its chance,And tempt with fate this mortal’s dance,Upheld in song – is love’s true stance. Here in my lines made to suffer still,Knowing…
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By Babbling brook
Entire, I met him by babbling brookAsking not what this man and lord had took,Bereft in thy meeting, thy heart in thy hand,I let this soul, this looking man, stand.Took his confession by earth, moon and star,Love was looking, but too near and too far.Should that I feel for the love in thine eye,The moon…
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Hate me
Hate me because I am an easy kind,And hate me because I’m queer,I will hate you with the ease of me,Unblemished in the shape of this moment, We are deeper by far than platitudes,I used to stand wild in front of you,To take the force of the coming blowBut I let that violence go untransformed…
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Collapse
I’m at home waiting for life,With my queer mythology,Between the compost heap and the clinic,The goddess either too dirty or too clean. This wandering mind idlesOn the slipping portrait of woman,Her war between preservatives and rot,And I’m keen like ambition. I pull myself from the periphery,From the excesses of my longing,To the centre of it,And…
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Which way is heaven?
The One Above All, Is trust.Things that build machines are broken.Things that require sacrifice are lost.Things that demand devotion are betrayed.The one beneath,Is fear. And it will always exact its price. Heaven can wait – That’s the difference,Between the journey and the path – Whatever the journey,Without trust,We are frozen in place –In fear.When the…
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Falling, Not Flying
This age’s forlorn, my beloved husband –How the wind and the stars played with us,And blew us from our dreams back to life.Our bliss could render the journey eternal,But in that devotion you followed too closelyTo the piper’s song, and danced to fanciful fare.And became as Ramesses to his statues,An afterthought of time beyond wonder.…
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Desdemona (Little Deaths Too)
Oh my dearest Desdemona,Silence buys a lot these days,Since my girls were overrun,By time and his flogged horses.In this murkwood field of dreams,Ed, if you’re still watching,I’m in the the the greening grass,With my little boy and my little death,Talking to the holes in the ground,Footfalls that never make a sound. Driven fierce under the…
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The Piper
The call is answered by one and all,Men must tread where angels fall,We soldiers bleed, we lovers weep,The Piper plays that we might reap. I heard that song I will never play,Irresistible to this heart of day,Through the veil and come at last,Word from Heaven that Hell must pass, (for Walter Blythe).
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Love’s Abandon
Selene is coming around again,With a little light and a little love,Drifting into our midnight dreaming,Reminding us a light is shining somewhere,That the day and its golden treasures,Awaits the seeker to wake the dreamer,To join in love’s quest for faith returned,And marry fate to the journey through life,Until we are revealed and remade by time,Forever…
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Decompression
So goodbye yellow brick road,Five o’clock is coming round,I’m headed for that happier hour,To my lemon tree in your fool’s garden. Cool genies take me for granted,In hot pursuit of another rainbow,You’re not the tomorrow I run to,Just a place today might be found. Did sunlight ever need the rain , The two as one…
A Fantazien Window 