This Now You Speak Of Valentine

Can you really believe

It's only a few inches

Of kindness we've come

After all these centuries 

After all the stories

We've told one another

That the old must die

So the new can be born

Our souls recycling

Can you really believe

There is only becoming

More and more becoming

Don't you believe

We are also divine 

Right Now Valentine

What's happening right now

That's important in the world

Is a single gold flower

Catching the sun

All around it purple shadows

The darkness finally asleep

I just noticed its fiery

Loneliness as it receives

Its drop of glory

From that endless source

It made me laugh and weep

To see how far it's traveled

To let me be its witness

Adding its bright flame

To all to come 

Unless Valentine

They say if a few

Huddle together thinking

The same thought

Freely as one soul

They make an opening

For a higher being

To step through

Escaping heaven

Bypassing death

Aren't the gods

Like the dead

Always waiting

To be welcomed in

Unless we forget

Where we are from 

On Lawrence's 'Pentecostal' and the Source of All Poetry, Pentecost, 2026 Valentine

Between the domestic

And the cosmic

We can see

The lines are blurred 

Like buildings in a puddle

And yet they're married

Equally to the same reality

Of time and space they take

The peonies I bought

All dropped their petals

At the same time this morning

Covering the table

What can you make of that 

Trying Valentine

I was trying to address

My life so far

Since my last confession

The statistician of my soul

Says the numbers aren't looking good

I keep getting a different sum

I've yet to spend

Combing through the columns 

Is it our regrets

That will crawl us back

Something I meant to say

That might have made you laugh

I'm trying to coalesce

What it was that made it

Come down to this caress 

To Be A Saint Valentine

The future pauses for a while

The past mumbles on

You have to have good feet

To be a saint all that

Standing and singing

All that feeling peace

You have to touch the ground

To stand up right and walk 

You have to keep track

Of everything while

Noticing nothing 

So far out of place

Your simple glance

Can't set it straight 

Always Coming Valentine

Are they a prophecy

Of some future age

Or the gleaming residue

Of some former time 

The saints and angels

Who come into this world

As into the lion's den

Their paths lead upward

And downward as they

Push maya aside 

This beautiful world

In which I cannot find

Myself except in you always

Coming to my rescue 

What Good Valentine

There is a bird in my brain 

I have yet to name

A nest of woven twigs

Where she has laid her young

Where are they now

When spring is almost done

Sister to pelican and dove

Come back when those have gone

Give me back my wings

What good is a heart that cannot fly

Endlessly toward what it loves

But whenever I approach the nest 

She flutters off so fast

I barely catch a glimpse

Of her pale breast 

Peonies At Pentecost Valentine

As we can plainly see

The peony takes the rose

One step further 

It suggests its capacity

For love goes even deeper 

Than love first thought

Imagine if your destiny

Was to be licked by flames 

Into a roseate cluster

Or have a candle flame

Appear above your head

The possibility of flowering

Could still come to you

The peonies confirm it

The rose has promised us

Zoo At Pentecost Valentine

Visiting the manicured prison

Of exotic trees and animals

You could have been an ibex

Your long horns stuck

In the wall behind you

We discover what the tall

Palm trees are lifting for

The elegant awkward giraffes

To rub their long necks on

Do you remember riding them 

Nomads of an endless shore

In some long-forgotten life

When we were all on friendly terms

And they had no reason

To be afraid or shy from us

Or was there ever such a time

Or is it still to come

When all the locks are broken

And all the trees fly off

Leaving their names behind 

Stopped Valentine

If you can picture the whole world

As one walking human being

As sooner or later

We are compelled to do

A body with its internal organs

In various states

We call countries

And its ever-changing complexion

We call the weather

If you can feel it

Striding through the cosmos

Like a man going off to work

Or a woman coming home

Don't you stop amazed

At the bravery of it all 

There Valentine

Do you balk and temporize

When the only way out

Is to apologize

Does it worry you

When you tell a lie

As we all do

Once in a while

Are there moments 

When you stop thinking 

Of yourself when you swim

Out past the world

To find your star

Let me meet you there

In that timeless time

Even if only in my mind 

Conjured Valentine

I call the dove to my yard

She says maybe later

I call the finch to my roof

He sings a brief motif

From some forgotten opera

Promising a revival

I call the voice of a child

Just barely audible

It could be joy or sorrow 

To come and sit with me

And play a game of checkers

Let me lose to you again 

In the glory of your smile 

In the victory of tomorrow 

Quantum Valentine

The quantum of kindness

In the world at any given time

Like hills in a landscape

Like ponds reflecting the sun

Is directly proportional

To the weight of a heart

Or a hand on the scale 

When did kindness become

Inappropriate weakness

Did she grow up poor

In a hidden forest

Still waiting for some prince

To come and claim her 

Unless Valentine

Closer and closer we're coming

To the clear perception of our

Dependency on one another

The old upon the young 

To carry the golden bough

Through the underworld

Of our current delusions

The concept of it sweeps

Though minds coming to think

The same thought

Unless we are kinder 

To one another 

We are doomed

To kill the earth 

Right Now Valentine

When I say I now

I mean you too

Whoever you are

Who reads this

How could this rendezvous

Not happen these glancing

Moments together

But right now I am alone

Waiting patiently

For your arrival

My future loves

I have a meal to prepare

And a wine to select

I have put my heart in your hands