Too Much MK for a Haiku

I think I finally
Understand Leornard Cohen's
I loved her perfect body with my mind

January 6, 2010

happysad

i could have
perhaps should have
thought about or even
maybe considered
the possibility of
invoking the yin and yang
the dichotomous yes and no
good and bad up and down
left and right hot and cold
oneness of it all
i really could have

just too cliched
your happysad was
in the end or the beginning
simply better or worse
imperfectly perfect

the stones of ani

the stones speak loudly
and clearly through your words
they speak through the pathos
just a photo of them evokes

a half a dome, a crumbled stone,
a faded fresco, and old words
all cry out to imagine
what once was and
will never be again

Retro Armo Poem

There is a mountain
I have seen it

There is a mountain
I have not touched
Nor stepped foot upon

There is a mountain
Looming o'er our hearts and heads
In our very livers
At least I think that's what
They used to say

There is a mountain
But really two

There is a mountain
Beckoning, a beacon
Jermak kakat and all
Fueling our anxious souls

There is a mountain
Noah other one like it

Who Am I?

You always ask me this.
As if I had an answer
And if any answer given
Would not be enough…
Or would it?

I would tell you, lying naked,
Between kisses, half sleepy,
If I could…
If I seduced you into
Seducing me.

If I knew who I was…

May 7, 2009

Not the Poem I wanted to write

Contemplating the very me
The essential innermost I
The defining core root of
What it means to be so
Very superficial, so very
Self-indulgent, so very
Consumed with the nothing
That I cannot sleep
That I cannot think or write
Dream or plan a way out

Thank God for television…

April 25, 2009

Central Standard Time

Our biological clocks
Tick out of sync
But our hearts seek
To beat as one
Fast and faster
And then... slower
Falling asleep
Entwined

March 27, 2009