Caught in the smoke
ring eddy of blues
and lust
Neon shines
through dust
in the lonely hours
Proof, high, twice
too many whiskey sours
nightmares, dreams
Secrets, illusions
Life’s as it seems
when filled-crack edifice falls
Wasted stories
within these walls
milky dew lost to the night
So much left
despite the blight
and drought of true connection
And now
I stand my ground
I’ll not be abused
Refuse to be used
When cheated, short-fused
Way past the blues
Thus I implore you … Do not be confused
This line
In this sand
This time
~ Is final ~
~:~
Do not kid yourself
I AM eternal
walking hallowed halls
of flesh and blood
or frothing along waves
in sea foam flood
I AM eternal
moving
unencumbered by true form
loving strongly
yet sometimes, forlorn
I AM eternal
making my way back
to ancestry
moving onward, forth,
toward pedigree
I AM eternal
Me
like you, the tree, the bee, the sea
growing, learning, perpetually.
Eternal
Walk through bold, blue door
Embrace brown-skinned man
Smell the heady pink perfume
Kiss the toddler hand
Listen to cardinal song
Mumford, Good Husband
Linger over love-made meals
Zinfandel, deep, grand
Speak of love, acceptance
Adore whene’er you can
Observe life closely, all of it
Spontaneous and planned
Every moment, a lesson
Embrace the muse. Expand.
In the shower
Temple rests
Exhale
Cool travertine
Wet heat pelts
Tight lumbar spine
Relief
From grip unseen
Loosen, soft-stroke, ease, release
Stored, hoarded energy
Washed away with day’s decay
Let go, un-hold, be free
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