Saga
I'm writing now the saga of a woman and a man
Within each other's hearts but not their arms
They wandered for a long and painful span
As they watched the man bring endless harms
For many, many lives, the pain went on
Reaching for each other and the dawn
Of life of love created by their kind
With soul that needs heart's learnings so refined
On the precipice, they stand today
Peering past this life to find the way
How many more before the loving comes
When hearts and arms respond to beating drums
Thunderclap Too
I've been trying to find a way through the course
Of twin obstacles of pain and remorse
For so many lives, I took on the load
Dismantle the twins, and all that they bode
The wreckage of life that we deigned to continue
Is all but demolished, released from within you
The tremble I feel is the tremble of life
Unburdened of all of the meaningless strife
Another, the fine culmination of love
That which I sought I await the taste of
When into the fires of the furnace I stride
The blazing of brilliance along for the ride
My patience has stood all the tests for so long
Just a little while more, and I'll blaze in that song
Thunderclap
I find I owe myself a debt
For passion's empty room to let
For just a little moment more
Before it's time to write that score
An instrumental symphony
In minor mode with heart the key
The minor notes for bittersweet
Of all the lives it took to greet
The heart and soul with joy is done
The way is set, the hurdles none
The burden gone that weighed a ton
With thunderclap and rays of sun
Beginnings
As I gaze into your loving eye
All of life becomes a loving sigh
The answer now has come
The beating of the drum
Takes on a wondrous rhythm as the score
Moves on to cast all love as something more
The rhythms of this life take up the beat
The view of loving life described in heat
The fever of the dream of life is real
The cataclysms at my feet reveal
All of life is coming to the love
In shattering the sky from far above
I don't know how you do it. I don't need to know. I just celebrate it ... across eternity.
Transcendence
I touch you lightly, gently with my lips
And all the world of meaning slowly tips
I set to make the love so real it bleeds
To let the senses trip, the heart be freed
Transcendence of all life begins to spin
With sense of love's convulsions deep within
In the aftermath of your release
I pray this flesh on flesh shall never cease
Destiny
Destiny is seldom as it seems
From life to life, the love will see extremes
From loving of one lover for another
To loving child for sake of loving mother
A cry across all time for loving of
A soul that cries it's always been in love
I guess I was wrong, 220. I can still write poetry.
So much charge is held within a name
A syllable or two in which to tame
A life so full and wondrous seems a shame
To toast that word equating it the same
To life and love, I am electrified
For willful, woken ways I took, I sighed
Without remorse, I took the wheel and tried
To wend humanity to dignified
√
Bulletproof, once more
In depths of vast complexity, a chore
Precisely scripting notes and words of score
Assuring that I staunch the wounds that tore
Releasing all humanity to soar
Undoing wasted beast that mankind wore
That filled humanity with wasted lore
Of foulest angst of all the days of yore
Thus, halting man's humanity before
The life could liberate as something more
Revealing trap behind the iron door
Removing thorn; revealing what's in store
The thorn of loss compels the lion's roar
I find I must be bulletproof, once more
And require another lifetime
