Tag Archives: Духовность
an angel without eyes to god
she was an angel i did not expect
birth of thoughts induced
by booze and drugs,
looking at her gazing through glass
grimy fingerprinted silica,
overlooking a fire escape and alley,
those eyes almost burned
vibrant and echoing
i let her in,
in awe of beauty loins aching
hair pushed aside she smiled
obliged to kneel and bow
kissing feet so clean unspoiled
standing knocking over empty bottle
about to curse
she touched my lips,
unbuttoning the dress she wore
falling to the floor,
this was fantasy so amazing
full breasts broad hips,
flesh so tantalizing ,
without yearning felt cold pinpricks
in my neck associated with fear,
black wings extended from her back
dark feathered satin
part of her form
backing up slowly
as she began to sing so softly
a lullaby that evaporated my life
with every word
steps to a mocking truth
my shoes have grown
as my heart and eyes have seen
they walked with me,
since those first inaccurate stumbles
seeing surface and texture
slipped on,
tied,
buckled
leather formed about the feet,
or thrown in disgust
at a politicians head,
they walk with us
mutely seeing and interacting
as the animal they once where
to a human misery,
without shoes connecting to earth
and nature of earthen creation,
ski hardening
to dust
stone
and blacktop,
miles witnessed
to a freedom attained
toes as extremity population
encounter first and enjoy
what was once an overall entrapment
thorns may spike
stones may pierce
batons beat
and electrodes burn,
washed and anointed
our shoes are needed
protect
shelter
enable
and keep away the awful pains,
shoes see more
than we think
cumbria caravan , eastern view
4:30am
spelltime hour of silence
light defaces the sky
and sun confronts glass,
i am a discordant instrument
out of tune,
field and track make profiles
in the light,
rabbit flashes white tail
crows beckon with raw calls,
everyone is sleeping,
alone without cellphone coverage
or far reaching internet,
my problems an essential alphabet
to be categorized and processed
without many answers,
flushed with a sense of panic
brighter light folds about me,
besides dad gone since january
people move about my head
reaching for my attention
often stumbling,
sipping coffee
i asked them to be patient
my service was slow
attention would come
from the sleep abandoned
most awake now,
allowing the light to reach my retina
but there it stopped,
inside was still a bleak landscape
of whatever,
and i had not cleaned it up yet
horizons last echo
april sky so soon
drifting on a serpents tail,
leave things unsaid
as land sloop nods it’s sails
passing by
current winds darkly,
past rises and falls
heart regains soft perfume
and patient curve of dreams,
the dose of milky words is measured
and watch strong veins yield,
fertile nymph swift winged
with gentle reprimand and sweet caress
each phrase an anchor
she is the earth i sought
connect and chains alike rendered
into length across the gulf
range to stars and hand shaped sun,
beam downward facing light
it’s shift as hot as a hammer strike,
layers heat stripped back
pool of her shine
into a naked dance
witnessed by constellation
who appraised and agreed,
becoming fugitives
beyond a shouting earth
we fled on the arch
of freedoms ray