In light of... [poem]

if there were
to come a day
with choice,
between moth
or butterfly,
the moments breath taken
exclaim or explain
in joy, revelry
or acceptance

value
to stir or awaken
a soul

guided on journey
to brightest light,
or beautiful blossom

with purest vision,
one day you may
be set free

Pole Tics [poem]

hide me in the house
blind my eyes
the truth painting
in the widows are pictures
all I hear is
GO BACK TO SLEEP
stay in dream state

proctor to protect
from foes and friends
no need to know
the evil face

to go back where it all began
so hard to do
when the canvas
so long painted over
so thick
like a world in itself
what is beneath?

Womb...and [poem]

a little lady
with a dream
and a voice
that gives the world
a chance to believe
it will come true
found setting on forest floor
palms to ground
eyes to sky
outside closed
clearly open to looking in
phantom smile
all but on her face

she can feel

that is more than he would wish...

he came through
fabled forest of forever
intentions made
to make it
a shortcut
name given
to biggest mask

-he calls it love

ripping at
all the beauty
she holds inside
every acre
this fabled forest of forever
trembles
of the waves in wake
each step made
in just passing through
of shortcut stayed to long

Syntaxed [Poem]

and so sits she
within my
emotionally erect,
she lets
my smile hardened
approach her lips,
parting as if
to swallow me
up,
every away,
falls her head
back—
shudders as pressure
gives way,
movement rhythm
locked kept
together in,
pleasure glistens
dawn soft formed
winding motion, emotion,
push into build
inside the embrace,
come as under
that which becomes
the end.