Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Polonian Valentine

Be careful not to put
Yourself first too often
It gets to be a diagnosis
After a few months
Create photographs
In which you can hear
What’s happening
In the real world
Behind the pictures
Jogging the memory
Whose other side waits
But on the receiving end
This time be aware
There is another
Who lives inside you
With not always your
Best interest at heart

Monday, July 24, 2017

Longing Valentine

After a long rain it’s sweet to listen
To the heavy wetness that settles
Heavily into the dry ground
Like a fat man into a hot tub
And what spills over
Dries quickly on the warm walls
And the smell of history gets to rise
Up from the deep earth
Soothing its hatred within
So its muscles relax a little
And a long exhalation
Or exultation ensues
As the rain once so triumphant
Falls asleep like a child in the earth

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Civil Valentine Summer 2017

Maybe what we face now
Mirrors the months just before
The Civil War broke out
And the scales were tipping
The northern hypocrisy exposed
And the southern royalists raging
Both falling toward the same fire
The fire of so many lives
Burnt to cinders
Will we let the dictatorship
Of money (the king) rule
Us our slavery today
Still all about money
Or will we learn to live
As one family watching
Out for one another
And get some therapy

Could Valentine

Are you afraid
You’re becoming
Too dependent on me
We all fear dependence
Much more almost
Than our freedom or liberty
Or whatever you want
To call it because
I fear I’m becoming
Too dependent on you
And just when
I was learning
To walk and cry
Out on my own
As I always could

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Walkable Valentine

Conscience don’t be too shrill
With me if I drink my fill
Of the world of my will
My guilt is pre-existing
A work-in-progress
Each life packing for the next
Dragging along unnecessary things
As if it was your first naïve voyage
Or war undertaken or avoided
When actually it’s a razor’s
Edge you stare down
On one side civilization
Then a narrow stretch of sand
Still walkable
Then the roaring ocean

Sun Mystery Valentine

What we name levity
Overcomes gravity
What we name gravity
Overcomes levity our tools but
Somehow both
Must hypotenize a third
For which we have a few names
But no description
So let’s call it Victor
La Victoire one who tries
To scale the wall of will
And stand astride the fulcrum
Always flowering
Always forming a new seed
Always gesturing toward the sun

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Powerless Valentine

I found something I needed
And not five minutes later
I lost something I loved
Memory’s handing-off of
One thing with another
There’s peace for a moment
In the letting go of the power
To affect any particular outcome
All words are stolen
From the original mouth
As great destinies are spawned
Wondering at our littleness
Our need to be carried along
Our need to die
On the earth we love

Monday, July 17, 2017

All Sevens Valentine

We have our thinking
To understand our feelings
And our feelings to understand
Our desires but none can
Rule alone or gang-up
On the weaker
Thinking decides
If the goal be worthy
While feelings prepare
To throw caution
Out the window
So in the end
The will is all

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Gambit’s Valentine

An alternative explanation
For life and the cosmic order
Has grown up in our world
That seeks to reclaim the spirit
Living in all bodies
That we have forgotten
Conveniently enough about
Like the power of the passivity
Of the king revealed
As just another man
A little cornered
And what follows
Just another game
But where’s the next chess
That must follow the king’s loss
The equality of all the players
Working as one kingship

On the Road to the Sea Valentine

It’s true I would have
Wanted to touch your body
To put my hands into
The hot coals of your hands
To feel your arms around me
And mine around you
I would have wanted
To have that dinner with you
The one you promised me
When we were children
Where we could catch up
On all things personal
And universal

Heaven’s Interview #2 Valentine

Called back for a second
Closer look this time
In a comfortable room
Where I could unwind
Until the interviewer boomed
What is the last
Amazing thing
You saw or thought
What’s your experience
Working with despair
How many years
Did it take you
To get past the surface
Describe what you remember
Of the physical world
In a hundred words or less
Yes we’ll get back to you



Friday, July 14, 2017

Clean Valentine

The holy art of cleaning
Is hard to master
The first to be postponed
Until looms the disaster
Like washing the feet
Of the physical world
On a regular basis
She lived upon her knees
Leaving behind an immaculate
Journey of floors and stairs
Awaiting laughter and tears
And fed four children
In her own swept home
Taught the fine art of dusting
Performed every day
Moving death out of the way

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Son’s Valentine

In the museum of my feelings
There’s a zoo in the basement
Where the will is divided
Into several cages some
Luxuriously furnished
To maintain sufficient
Levels of distraction from
The disdainful thoughts
Living upstairs period pieces
Tastefully combined with
Modern paintings and things
Carefully passed down I try
To open a window on envy
But there are none down here
Sooner or later the will
Will have to be invited up
Acknowledged as the secret heir
And the heart’s true son

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Heaven’s Interview Valentine

I did get an interview
But I didn’t get the job
I was put in a room
With a bearded questionnaire
Playing devil’s advocate
Trying to explain
How an honest face
Can be a way of hiding a beard
I know it’s really confusing
I forgot why I was there
And what job I could possibly
Be applying for
When the salary’s so low
And all the benefits so future

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Floater’s Valentine

I watch the cat
The way I watch
The world or the way
I watch this floater
In my eye suddenly
It rises to the zenith
Then drifts off north
I start to watch
My watching
That little black boat
Dashing over the ocean
Of my eye or hovering
Seed-like before
It falls to earth
What the cat can’t get through
She leaps over

Monday, July 3, 2017

U. S. Valentine

Buy that PVC valve today
Or whatever it was you said
To assure adequate
Transmission of fluids
Have that right eye lasered
And drive home with blurred
But increased consciousness
Don’t forget the two Cornish hens
And to peel and pit the plums
To be assembled around them
Feast for our one day of rest
To celebrate our liberty
Not our liberties which proliferate
But our freedom from kings
And the royalty of money
Which lasted about five minutes

Saturday, July 1, 2017

Leaping Valentine

We have to push back
Against one another
We’ve been doing it
From the beginning
But now we’ll only find
The way ahead
If we work together
Like the cat and I
Watching the hummingbird
But not for long
The cat’s also considering
That barking down the street
A bundle of anxieties and leaps
It’s getting so warm
Birds melt into the air
Even before they fly
Out of sight

Friday, June 30, 2017

Lighter Valentine

To live long
Is to be punished
And glorified
By memory
To be haunted
By true delusions
And resurrected
Every day
To radiant light
Filling the rooms
Of the body
A light that walks
Right up to
The cliff’s edge
And leaps
Back to earth