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DV I
This is the first one of a series of “Divine Villanelles” that I will continue to write & hopefully publish in a book.I thought about sharing the first with you here on my blog. I hope they reach out to you out there. Thanks for reading & support always! Divine Villanelle I I’ve sought you
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The Glory of Icarus – I
Fly not too high, too close to sun;You know you are my only son.Remember that neither you are— nor shall you be,as near & far as Love can be;light years from sea,light years from sun.My Son, you are… my only one. But one you are — of bones & blood.My son, alone, you are no
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Making Sense
I cannot but remind myselfof thine sweet forgetfulness.I cannot but engulf the starts and make the stars shine again.I cannot but depart into an eternity of my own creation,& whisper God againof my own vocation,& my utter fullness.Wish I but can’t except remind myself,of the God uttered when disappearedwith all the screams I’ve heard &
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Melissa
I’ve been to the prairies.& on the faintest hour,A love remembered as sour.& ‘pon the wings of fairies,my memories does it scour.A vision bittersweet, from which I can’t, but cower;A weakening peck of powerof one truthful deceit,Crouching to dread — devour.Incensing intensely,Condensing immensely,‘pon fields of crimson a flower,& sweetest roses just as supple.as thine sultry
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Shoshanna
Come as I come unto the light;I’ve been a lonely long goodbye.I’ve wandered far this weary way.Doomed but to always live & die.Come to the tuneful arching tonight, Come to this aching sultry day,Come on the journey of sweet stray,& let me let your embrace caress my sky.& let me leave my kisses sleep upon
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Beating to the End
Being upon my timely yore,Laid back, then, one lovely lore,Which if known would obscureEvery chance of ill & cure.But does deeply rest in clay,& in hearts through night & day. Held through the walls of wombTo the biding halls of tomb.& beating at the edge of craze;reaching, leaving, stops & ways.Beating at the shores of
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Anna
Into the unravelings of God,I have seen you unfold;I have known you as told.Much as I right now know.You should now somehow go.You should just somehow leave.Much as God disappears.Where there’s no doubts, or fears,or pain, or disbelief.But pray rememberof my nature, & my voice,& my writings, & my tidings. As I bear you wonder,awe,
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Letter II: Saudade
I have missed you, Longer than you’d ever know; Bitter much, that phantom touch, of the Lack of your afterglow. & much as I have come to learn, & much as I have come to find; Knowing only — lorn and lonely. Only for you do I yearn, In my horrid hell of mind, I
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Maude
You are not what you may seem.Deep into this captive thought, In the bleak of time, was brought,Shadows despondent, distraught,of a dark and distant dream.You are not what you may seem,Yet you know how much before,Fought, I, at the heaven’s door,Long to gaze at you once more,Losing lifetimes for a gleam.But you’re not what you
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A vow to end all Silence
I am neither alive nor dead.I am the wave that sets behind.I am those words you left unsaid.I am neither alive nor dead.I am the mist that clouds your mind.I am the weary starry sky.Though may it be alive, seems dead.& in the wild I stopped my tread —To ask if Love has caught your
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