Category Archives: Requited

poems of love, confusion, yearning, hope and coming together and drifting apart and the resultant emotions evoked (naturally)

Present So Golden #poem

From the heart, spontaneous, albeit poorly typed (typer has a hiccup #excuse)… result is a slice of rhyme-y romantic-ish poetry for my sweetie.

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Present So Golden (alt)

Let’s linger at a hidden
Café terrace all afternoon
Sip coffee and share glances
Until we finally see the moon

Order wine we can’t afford
Say hello to friends we don’t know
Walk home slowly in the rain
Takeoff hats in the snow

We have all this lifetime
And perhaps another two
To kiss on street corners
Toss away feeling blue

A slow train to Orion
Hitch hike the Pacific blue
Lose ourselves in impossible alleys
No maps to tell what to do

Indifferent to the future
The past all forgotten
Grateful for each moment
Just enjoy being smitten

Thank you for choosing me a
To be your constant companion
Lost the need for dreams
As the present is so golden

Kokoro / poem in process (handwritten), 2019

Kokoro / poem in process (handwritten), 2019

Lost Bookshop / poem in process (typed), 2019

Lost Bookshop / poem in process (typed), 2019

Barbed Wire Scars / poem in process (typed), 2019

Barbed Wire Scars, 2019

Pondering the difference…

Pondering the difference
Between letting go and giving up
When I need something
to hold onto

Doing “self-care”
but
I get so wiped out
Waiting for the current
to drive me away

Check the expectations of others –
Where do I hide these feelings?
Why was she so mean?

So tired of being tired each day
Made a list of happy times
Things I’d like in past times
Is this useful or a trap?

So made a list of things to do
When feeling “this”
But find I’m bored
And reminisce simply that I’m blue

Acknowledgment of art and pain
Respect and fellowship
Simply to be loved and adored
“Is that too much to ask?”

Ease, Desired (Lie to Me) – poetry + pictogram

Lie to Me, please (typed) v. 2

Somebody, kindly lie to me
Tell me I am “going to be OK”
Soon, life will be like driving down Laurel Canyon in 1973
In a Galaxie 500
Top down, radio up
Nothing but possibilities
That I will rest easy…
like so many humans do with ease

Someone, kindly lie to me
Whisper I’ve done enough meditating, stretching, giving, therapies, effort
That soon, I will sleep (!) and wake up (!)
and every muscle, joint and nerve won’t be on fire
Please, kindly lie to me.
I promise to believe you (for now).

Essence of You

My requirements on a rider
Are not very complex
A molasses shisha
Mint tea and a meditation carpet
And three sachets
Holding the very essence of you

Close to Me

Come be close to me
Others will glance
Envy their vice
They know im entranced
Sit next to me and see
All eyes upon us
Wondering how we are famous
Somewhere else
“Such beauty” they’ll say under their breath
Your bare shoulders
Ciao bella, que bonita
Graceful, uncommon
And precisely as expected
As i braid your hair sitting behind
In a clawfoot cast iron bath
Porcelain as white as your feet
Perched at the end
Languid arms, pouty red lips
We are dancers, visions, lovers
Its so obvious, even the Italians agree
Whisper in your ear
As you lean in towards
My mouth, my dear
I kiss your arching neck
Write sonnets for you
Discover constellations
To name for you
Craft a jazz ballad
A wine well-vinted
A Pinot Noir as we are lovers
At night
And in the light
But in the dark stateroom
Ship swaying
An illegal candle bright
Reflects your eyes
So deep, so blue
Translucent as you show entire soul
Except for the secrets you hide
I’ll discover in time
Whenever you are ready
Decadence well-requited
Candle behind the wine glass
Exotic bottles behind the sad barman
He wants to trade lives with
The singer from Napoli
He’s a cliche but brings
Down the house
Kissing hands of ladies
Long since affectioned
A ruse indeed to garner
Fast-tracked seduction from
The supple and impressionable
Who seek swarthy despite the height
We’re a black and white movie
You in pearls
Me in a grey plaid suit

Contain’d

Sequester me in constraints
The bounds broken, hang loose
Rules abused quickly
Comfort provided freely

Don’t trip over the rails
Be swallowed by the waves
Salty so close below
Yet offer scant respite

Rather curl and be close
Abandoned to all – without restraint
Held softly, still, firmly, longingly
This moment is yours to forget
As you drift from moment to instant

Leave past to aft
And future to stern
Relativity suggests
Your manifests are in order
And audited by officers
Executed by earnest, far below
By helmsmen safely submerged

I remain with you
Contained yet twisting
Almost unsafe, at least unwise
Holy in our downdrift
Content to be alone
No evidence of any dalliance
No windows to distract
The potential pirates of Aden
Putting we to rest

I remain with you
Holy in our downdraft
Content to be alone
No evidence of dalliance
No photographs on a grand foyer staircase
No windows to distract
Just the sway of waves
Putting we to rest

Nowhere to Call

Where am i supposed to find you?
Have we waited past our penance?
Satisfied society’s requirements of transitions
To avoid hushed voices?

I’ve no more canals to transit
Seas of each colour crossed
20 words in 30 languages
Origami wallet with flotsam of currencies
Bordering between souvenir and re-entry ease
Dusty rucksack with light wool suit, Arab robe, sleeping costume, swim pants
And another notebook
Full with soliloquies about you
And questions for you

The ship to shore radio
Apparently operational
But i’ve nowhere to call
No one to call

Only wonder
How will you find me here?
As my location is unknown
Though charted, i assume