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Up from the grave sits brother Francis
Up from the grave sits brother Francis Come to teach me of suffering Come to teach me of joy He sits up and calls to me, saying: Joy is not in holiness or integrity Learning, practice, and morality will not … Continue reading
My stigmata returns (for Li Po, dancing in the moonlight)
My stigmata returns among deformity in my hand and in my spirit I am wretched lousy as lousy Salinger would say Yet in her there is hope I extend my hand and she takes it claims it unfolds it entwines … Continue reading
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Tagged Francis of Assisi, Ghosts, JD Salinger, Li Po, Love, Poem, Poems, Poetry
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For Tu Fu
Dragonflies from the accidental pond come to hover above my beloved and me as we lie floating above the ruins Blue bodies and translucent wings beat out a rhythm feather-soft drifting through the air They look down upon these hands … Continue reading
Poe
I would write of a Raven But you have beaten me there I would write of ozone electric Buzzing on the air I would write of the demon in my view When the rest of heaven is blue I would … Continue reading
In a mirror
My heart breaks And I see you Words pile on words In this room Of death And there you stand My soul falters And you stare at me With eyes Immovable Inscrutable This is our only embrace My mind races … Continue reading
Stolen words flow from my heart
I write because I am made so I write because something there is That does not love a wall That wants it down I write because I love so I write because when the rest of Heaven is blue I … Continue reading
I wait
“You can lift me.” Angels sing Heaven opens And light from this plane Illuminates those tired streets Of Gold “I can pray for more than one person” Eternity is renewed Laughter echoes in the halls Of Paradise “I love you” … Continue reading
Her ghost
Her ghost Wakes me in the night Calls my name Clasps and kisses my hand Unleashes an echoing laughter Which haunts my waking hours Telling of love left unspoken Three times she said it Each time I deflected What my … Continue reading
Haunted
Nameless… In sunlight or darkness my constant companion the one who sees my fears, desires, dreams I am naked with you over my shoulder Ageless… Time means nothing to you how long have you haunted this place? Certainly before any … Continue reading
Always from our starting place
I open my arms and a flood pours out I close them and only echoes remain My eyes rest shut in dreams Only to start into wakefulness in the night Memories play Like an eternal double feature My hands reach … Continue reading
