your voice rises and swells and then breaks like waves
not the constance of tides but the surprise of tsunami
washing us all in destruction and redemption
your guitar lilts and cries little whimpers
with astonishing, intoxicating beauty
emanating a brightness and saturating sadness.
piano to keyboard to piano
instrument of intuition and experimentation
carrying messages from the past and future.
and then you play random objects
relentlessly pursue sound
playing hot tea at a mexican restaurant.
when you let your dreams write lyrics they mystify and haunt.
writing awake, your words speak universal truths of heart and soul.
and sometimes you vex me with deadly moonlight, inspired by immortals.
i could fill novels with you alone, but then you love me.
you relentlessly improve my life in spite of all my destruction.
and in the early morning i swear i see the ocean in your blue grey eyes.
There are so many perfect
There are so many perfect phrases in this poem. Wow!
Starward
There is a chance
:) You are special.
KS
Pretty good IMO
thanks!! :)
thanks!! :)