Interview With The Dragon Valentine

I tried to sit down with him

For a civil conversation

I tried to explain how much

I admire his ferocity

And the perfection of his teeth

How he could extinguish me

With a single blow

If I did not keep

This sword in his neck

He just needed to calm down

How he persuaded me

To see some part of me

In him and that we would be

Brothers in the end 

I Have A Picture Valentine

I believe you were my substitute

For God in those ten years 

I'd put him aside

We needed a break

I know it sounds extreme 

But I did adore your first

Toes and fingers

Your first laughter

The wonder in your face

I couldn't tell if you had 

To poop or just saw God 

Don't we all start out as cherubs
I am so grateful sweetheart

You chose to be mine 

When Valentine

What is memorable

About memory

Is what is unforgettable

About forgetting

We are what we remember

About ourselves a mystery

Intimate and collective

When we forget ourselves

And remember you

Everything else in the world

When we grow tired

Of being ourselves

And suddenly

Remember you in us

Repentant Valentine

It was always my mouth

That got me into trouble

Speaking out of turn

I played my nouns

Not politely and my verbs

Stung until my face

Was slapped a ruckus

In the back of the room

I was trying to get

Behind the words

This compulsion I had

To say something true

Not to let things go

All my wrongs come down

To what I should have said

To words I should have used 

Who Valentine

Who does not need flowers

Their beauty feeds us all

Not as decoration but as

Celestial beings embodied

Sometimes the most intelligent

Things in a room full of people

Yammering away 

Their dignity is that

They come only so far 

Into our world

Beauty can be

A bit of a scold

But finally all

She has to say to us

Is Bloom Bloom

For heaven's sake 

Forgive Me Valentine (for Gayle)

Who is this forgiveness

We are so afraid to ask for

So hesitant to give

Is it what will have to

Happen next we fear

After the embrace and tears 

That you will have to

Start all over again

With nothing but some

New-found sincerity

Under the watchful eye

Of one proud angel

Must everything be forgiven

Must everything be loved

Is forgiveness our only progress

If peace is still our goal 

I forgive you even if

You don't agree with me

Can we hug now

And just get on with it 

Desert Song Valentine

Merciful clouds

Cover the sun

We are grateful

For the shade

The car battery is dead

And the air conditioner

Is being replaced as we speak

In a couple of days

It will all go back to normal

Levels of hell outside

The blazing sun in a clear blue sky 

What does all this warmth want

To tell us about the gods'

Strange purposes for us

When we get through the fire 

Thereafter Valentine

Some thoughts pierce the mind

So nothing is the same thereafter

Pelican-like they fold back their wings 

And dive into the depths

Of the eternal sea

To seize the essential fish

That alone sustains them

Some thoughts re-make the mind

That thinks them so the way

Ahead is clear even if cloudy

Chevrons in and out of the fog

Calling us to a new direction 

Follow us they suggest

We are already perfection 

Garbage Valentine

The garbage truck

Stops and sighs

Outside my door

What is it waiting for

I've made my gift of waste

But it keeps wanting more

Of what could be thrown away 

Then shuffles down the street 

To eat my neighbor's store

Like us devouring the world

This superabundant earth

Prepared to give us everything

Even garbage trucks

To carry away the waste 

At the River Valentine (for Claudia)

The dove is what the rose became

A metamorphosis of light and color

After the eagle had been tamed

Before the sparrows could intervene

So the dove could be the composite

Of all earthly birds

The Ur-bird

The Christ bird

To rest above his head

In the beginning there was

This peace of the dove

When the sun was highest in the sky

Linger there for a while

If you can and tell me

What you see

If it not be love 

The dove became 

How Magic Comes Into The World Valentine

Like the old flowers and stones

We stand in a circle 

Feeling the weight of the world

As the first light weaves around us

And we can see our angels

Standing behind us lifting

Us slowly into the air

Where a great being above us

Has formed a cloud into a chalice

And placed us there somehow

While an even greater being

Hovering above us all

Places a single drop

Of light that grows

And overflows the cup

And sends us forth

To do some good today 

Something Valentine

That something can be

Both perfectly legal

And deeply immoral 

There's the rub where

Logic meets conscience

It is not love at first sight

Love won't listen to reason

Too long so things grow more

And more allegorical

When you step aside and see

What you stand for

What you truly represent

Your idea of a human being

How far you've traveled 

In Mortal Combat Valentine

What's really wrong can be hard

To figure out what's right

Can be even harder

Wrong requires you

To do nothing 

While right is up in arms

Did wrong lose its way

Always wanting to be right

What's wrong with you

Begotten of the stars

One great wrong has made

Everything right

The rest is just

The building of the temple 

After Valentine

Her companion bird

Was the red-tail hawk

So it makes a certain sense

After she passed she would

Reappear as one often

Sited circling the house 

We would call to her

And she would come

Perch in some tree

And let us take her picture

Or she would be soaring

In and out of the third heaven

Stretching our necks to partake

Of her glorious flight 

Just As Valentine

If our intention 

Was to love

Then we cannot

Have trespassed

If it was done

In love's name

Then something intended

Was completed 

That needed being done

Whether a hook or a hand 

We're offered a way up

By bowing down

To kiss the earth and you

Just as the stars intended