STRONGHOLD

June 8, 2020

SOMEWHERE IN IRELAND (ages ago)

              STRONGHOLD

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“I believe that a thought has just gotten caught
In a place where words can’t surround it
It concerns the years past and the shadows they cast
And my path as I walk around it.” -John Prine

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Advent, even I wait on as

silent partner in this stronghold.

Before I go on,

I’ll go on & make sure

The blinds are drawn.

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When I’m

Aware/Awake It’s gone cold,

For me to know it,

I’ll go on & need you some

I’ll go on & remind me some

I’ll go and turn my life down some

I’ll sit myself down until

I’ll see myself still enough

To behold

We’re meant, both,

Silent partners in this stronghold.

straining

May 20, 2020

For fun I could fund you

Another check to ease things

And then I would send you

Good vibrations/ Just the thing.

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But accent that  this one time

With springflowers (Is it spring?)

Actually, because you can’t do chocolate

(I just still disbelieve this thing)

Sweet peas still sweet to look at.

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I’d compose a poem

I’d shout your cherished charms

From far away to your home

I can only strain

To stretch my open arms

GREEN GLASSHOUSE

May 3, 2020

 

 

 

 

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I  see  I  settled

It would faintly be a  fate

(Freedom, comes a sweet release)

But I had settled

With   wait.

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Where our hours had  hard like hours

And landfilling them

Sets the sadder shadowed facets of silence

To  stem.

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Hey, yr own old whore,

Before you defile

Yr dreamily dark greenhouse

Pitching

Both  words and stark sticks & stones,

Get a hard look

On each hard paned reflection

NOT REALLY SPRING THERE

April 11, 2020

It’s not really spring there yet.

The thing is, I think that you’ve

Found out some hyacinths to wear in your hair.

Mushrooms are way out. Buds above maybe move.

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The bridge is too stark against blue of springs sky.

We’ll finish our trail then we’ll cross it halfway.

Feels we’re a vessel, overhead, just above.

We’ll be far over, and float, on our love, on our love.

We’ll proceed however,  from our bridge and our day.

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photo by Celeste

STILL WAITING

February 19, 2020

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All said, when waiting

Was a silent art, Worth it.

I must’ve been shushed.

 

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PHOTO-MIRCEAIANC  (PIXABAY)

 

Night Before Hearts

February 13, 2020

 

 

 

baritone sax=Pepper Adams         piano=Bill Evans

ENTWILIGHTENMENT

February 13, 2020

In Nightstreams;

Characters cast into indecipherable scripts

All are strangers

To stare at, to starve for,

More, to promptly forget.

And Daydreams;

Live characters I’ve cared fiercely for

Live  too far enough I know  away in shadows

To re know/ to re have/ to re love

In this half life

H E A R T S A P A R T

February 10, 2020

 

You’re the only one I call Honey, I’ve ever called.

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Now,  it’s too quiet.

I fear  our embers  quiet

From the fiery glow

To firefly intermittent.

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Again, I can imagine and wish

When  we  can restart

Our  hearts  that

They will be re-nourished.

 

A barge I bet  can float through our wait.

Hundreds of roads apart, while  hearts,

Skin-wall near,  forever here,  & there with you   wait.

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O N E C L I P

February 1, 2020

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I’ve dreamt.  I forget..

I only kept

One excerpt, one clip

I took back

Here to look back to

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You may see way down

To two  in the water,

Not drowned.

You could see that down there,

That they were freely moving.

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See

We ride out on

That river of grasses,

And that  for a while now

Made for the miles

Between us.

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We’d ride out on

The one door, the one

We always want open.

We’d ride one door,

Still open

Wide to a wide world.

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B E H O L D

January 10, 2020

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Advent, even I wait on as

silent partner  in this stronghold.

Before I go on,

I’ll go on & make sure

The blinds are drawn.

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When I’m

Aware/Awake  It’s gone cold,

For me to know it,

I’ll go on & need you some

I’ll go on & remind me some

I’ll go and turn my life down some

I’ll sit myself down until

I’ll see myself still enough

To behold

We’re meant, both,

Silent partners in this stronghold.

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( FROM A FULL WOLF MOON BEHIND ALL THOSE CLOUDS,/ PHOTO, MINE)