not carnal, it is more than
primal, not of
this realm
finessed beyond flesh,
beyond a veil of sizzle
and smolder
softly spilled onto
a smooth plane
of shimmer...silken,
serene, textured of
starlight, enfolded
tenderly in my
forever dreams
it is hidden
here, in infinite secret,
because you are
innocent
of even knowing
my name
this dreaming of a normal life is still mine
and that streak lifting from the sea into clouds,
wounding heaven, is mine also
you could lead me by the hand if you made
believe you're with me, if I were fool enough
to follow after, and if what held me,
if what you said, rang true and lay in
your power
I wish what held me here at the threshold
was our true selves, and I could lend you
a face, conjure up your form. But it's not,
it's not like that
The sea horse hiding between rocks and sliding
between mates knows how to use us. We
belong to him but don't know it
No. We are him and we think we're us
--Jo VonBargen 2011
"POWERFUL" "I cannot escape the tearing crash, scrape and rustle of your blind gropings & janglings" YOUR THIN BONES http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005LKBR6A
of course
we're not equally guilty
but we're damned equally
responsible
we talk the talk
don't walk the walk
so how do we get to work
and leave out the lame
gestures, the empty
effin rhetoric
and...oh, this ridiculous,
ridiculous
eggshell-walking
pantomime
humility
I'm lookin' for humility
here, and dreamers
need the dreamers back, people,
unafraid to be saints,
not merely
holy shyte good
can we:
speak honestly
hear with sympathy
act humbly
I am sorrowful
someone please leave
crumbs for the lost
to follow the path
to Kindness
we seem to
only circle back
to square zero
we do dialogue,
we do dialogue to
freaking death
and have zero point crap
to show for it
when we find
what is actually required
to serve the hurting,
it's too high a price
and beautiful excuses are
available, darlings,
in such ugly
abundance
--Jo VonBargen 2011"Beautifully written!" A time capsule for future generations. FROM THIS FAR TIME (The Human Saga) Fierce, taut poetry! http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005KJLCLC
December now, freeze-dried leaves
a crunch of corpses, the smell of glad
cremation hung on the wind
like deliverance
Hacked limbs, stacked tall,
awaiting benediction, and air,
biting, crisp...
Fortissimo skies of fall change key
to one-note grey
Now, snow.
Numbed toes.
Blazing hearths and cognacs
clinking, hours gone by
at the speed of light
Last of the embers stirred, a hiss
of cinders, glowing...
Opened doors lay golden shafts,
explain the way for unsure
feet, and voices travel far
and fleet on stark acoustics
of white and night
--Jo VonBargen 2011"Beautifully written!" A time capsule for future generations. FROM THIS FAR TIME (The Human Saga) Fierce, taut poetry! http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005KJLCLC
Then came words...
Born in the blood
Steeped in the dark body
Beating...
Given wings on a quill
From far away they came
From dead fathers
From wandering tribes
From realms turned to stone
From when grief took to roads
And people found new land
New water
To grow their words again
Words that connected us
With the living, the dead
The unborn yet
To crown into light
The firmament quivers
With the first word sighed
The first cloaked in terror
The thundered and whispered
All merely droplets
Fine mist
Yet they fall and fall
And fall
These words abide
Forever pregnant
Filled up with lives
And sounds
Bringing strength and clarity
Sorrows and joy
Even destruction and death
All bearing tidings of the ages
Drink a toast
With reverence
From this chalice of blood
This burnished grail
This wondrous wine
Of worlds
Of song
Of life
--Jo VonBargen 2011"Beautifully written!" Time capsule for the future. FROM THIS FAR TIME (The Human Saga) Fierce, taut poetry! http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005KJLCLC
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