If I Can’t Have You

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That disco song was stuck in her head. It looped over and over. …….if I can’t have you, I don’t want nobody baby, if I can’t have you………

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Raga Rage…… Shiva and Allen Ginsburg Dancing in Eternity

Raga Rage

 …..Shiva and Allen Ginsburg dancing in eternity……. Lawrence Ferlinghetti

to a Ferlinghetti raga

Ginsburg dancing with

who?

it’s only talk

rift me again

numerical iambs

count the

fingers     on your hand

keep time

snap tap

time

is the only rift

do you talk

while you dance

a waltz

the personal raga

begins   after

all singing is done

so dance    now

pray    now

chant

this raga

when you are in trouble

this    is a dangerous place

to be

without your raga

rage

if there is dancing

Count Up: 133 Days after Hurricane Maria Made Landfall & 147 Days after Hurricane Irma Made Landfall in Puerto Rico.

Little Poem of Love

sheer morning in the dunes

flutes in the wind

play a sequence of notes

across the horizon

the ocean constant

the ocean ever changing

cathedral of song

my heart

a strange divinity

night

opaque night of the full moon

imagine your hands

surrounded by voices

gliding shivering the seagrass

holy its inclination

silence within the circle

coquí on the windowsill

i have a sense of loosing

myself to hold you

chimes

bells in the wind

flare and dissolve

empty rooms and

shadows on the walk

my garden green and astonishing

the patience of a clock

hours withheld

those given with an open hand

conjunction of ocean and prayer

Little Poem Of Love

sheer morning in the dunes

flutes in the wind

play a sequence of notes

across the horizon

the ocean constant

the ocean ever changing

cathedral of song

my heart

a strange divinity

night

opaque night of the full moon

imagine your hands

surrounded by voices

gliding shivering the seagrass

holy its inclination

 silence within the circle

little frogs on the windowsill

i have a sense of loosing

myself to hold you

chimes

bells in the wind

flare and dissolve

empty rooms and

shadows on the walk

my garden green and astonishing

the patience of a clock

hours withheld

those given with an open hand

conjunction of ocean and prayer

Little Poem Of Love

 

sheer morning in the dunes

flutes in the wind

play a sequence of notes

across the horizon

the ocean constant

the ocean everchanging

cathedral of song

my heart

a strange divinity

night

opaque night of the full moon

imagine your hands

surrounded by voices

gliding shivering the seagrass

holy its inclination

 silence within the circle

little frogs on the windowsill

i have a sense of loosing

myself to hold you

chimes

bells in the wind

flare and dissolve

empty rooms and

shadows on the walk

my garden green and astonishing

the patience of a clock

hours withheld

those given with an open hand

conjunction of ocean and prayer

 

Presence

your touch electrocutes me

breathless and mortal with desire

exploding down my spine

heart   arrested by your gesture

toward me   you move

in white silence

adagio of light   luminous

fugue of my passion, reflected

in your eyes

there was a time

when only music could move me

to a place beyond simple fascination

passion   translucent

divine

something smug

in the figure of my smile

no, only when you’re in the room

December 2012

this is such a place of wanting

of lips that trace your spine

relentless desire pressed to the dark

as the veiled earth rises to her lover sky

you loved me, like a miracle

something like breath held

lost to the depth of me, your hands

like Mozart engulf

the flutter of leaves, your eyes

holding me like more than hands

 

the exercise of being taken

over to the core

tiny bells in wind the bay

at midnight your hands sure

my heart in your eyes

 

an epiphany of piano is too simple

to trace your outline

on my body your scent

sheets, towels, the daily

waking at the sound of your name

driven over the dunes