Sunday, January 13, 2013

Old-fashioned Happiness


My will will
 bend to make room
for
     You.
     Your arms have interfered with my resistance. 
                                       Tired
              And
                    Diminishing,
                          my
Art still takes Your form.  Lend me your  Eyes.  Fill me with Your wish, Your
Poetry. 
Wash me.  I’m sick of striving in this wildwood.  Your voice,
When
                      At last I hear it, silken milk and honey…soul warming articulation.
Give to me, that old-fashioned happiness that once, I knew.  Away, I’m uncompleted. 
                 Every
Intention breaks, my drunken heart,
    Thirsting and misguided.  If I
                      Need the desert,
                                 Then carry me there, the
                                           Comradeship to satiate.  The impossibility
                                               Of Your ways absolve me of my sin-
Guide my steps, closer, closer. Take me home where secrets of the palace belong to me and crystal contemplations  lead to virtue.  Chaste in union, your coloring-the design,
Without
                                                                                                   Which, I have not the
                                                                                                        Health for this.

11 comments:

  1. I think it might just be worth the effort...!

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  2. Your poem for me speaks to a loving and trusting surrending
    that flows inside to outside. Love- chaste in union.

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    1. That's a beautiful interpretation and one I can agree with. :)

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  3. I like how you play with capitalization - it brings focus to certain words. And I really like the alliteration in wish, wash, and then wildwood - unexpected, but pleasurable.

    Richard

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  4. The empty space in this poem is used as strongly as the words are.

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  5. As always, I am fascinated at the variety of responses that rise so beautifully from the same dozen words. Nicely done!.

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