Tanka # 149

From my pierced chest
the days are leaking…
as I walk
a thin stream of clouds
behind me trails

~

Light foot
I travel to you
wafting
on the sounds
of my beating heart

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Tanka # 148

The candle burns…
with her light
I write your name
on the eyelids
of the night

~

La chandelle brule…
avec sa lumière
j’écris ton nom
sur les paupières
de la nuit

~

The night is silent…
once again
I’m calling you
from a window
in my heart

Free Verse # 426 (where everything is turning)

Her kiss on my wrist
I felt it melting
a river reaching down
to the bed of my childhood
then rising back up
through my past
through my spine
carrying me into the soft glow
of a flower in the sun

~

When we were children
we watched the bubble
and wondered
how high it would go
before it pops…
seeing your face
my heart swelled
but failed to lift off the ground
– it popped instantly!

~

Like the inside of a wave
where everything is turning –
my mind when I think of you

~

He loved her light; she craved his soul.

~

To her words and silence, to the motion of her being, the energy of her light – I listen and respond from the center of my heart.

~

This longing
has left me bare,
a field grazed
by a thirsty fire
now holding out
a single flower
like a prayer
to your moon.

~

I felt like her face
brushing against mine
could make the whole world
flower;
though I woke up
and it was just a dream
I sensed a faint burning
in the night air.

~

I hold you in my heart
the way the sky at dawn
keeps the echo
of the first birdsong

~

I am waiting for you on the curve of the great unknown that we could meet and together vanish inside the great mystery.

Free Verse # 425 (the circle of longing)

In our hearts
we are not so different,
all of us are a tapestry
weaved of this longing
for something
that never comes,
something
that is always coming.

~

Searching for things
to fill up the emptiness,
the holes crushingly aching
deep within the heart,
I shed my clothes and turn
to the ocean of love.

~

In the land of death
love gave me a new name
but whispered in my ear:
its letters
I alone must discover,
its meaning
I alone must live.

~

The moon’s light
enters through the window
and the circle of longing
is complete,
emptiness upon emptiness
and the aching dust
of so many years
catch fire and ignite –
waiting is over
the candle whispers;
everywhere I turn
I see fire
and feel myself flowing
in rivers to the sea.

~

Cross-legged you sit
watching the burning flames,
and I from across the bonfire
sit watching your face.

~

Through the gap
of a thousand years
you whispered to me.
Since I found your heartbeat
alive in my own heart
I learned to find you
in every moment of life,
in every joy or sorrow.
Beloved,
we are in the breath
of all the lovers
that ever were or will be,
we are their consuming fire,
their calm and shuddering joy.

~

Though imperceptible
it is the most solid reality,
my love for her
is like the wind at dawn
rousing to a wakefulness
the slumbering flowers.