Only now I feel.
We
only feel love
when we hate
the hateful things
we feel love
when we forget
forgetful things
we love,
when we know
the helpless
fateful
things.
June 4, 2007 - Poem about Love
June 3, 2007 - Poem about Memories
Remember everything.
At least he saw dolphins
spooling like silver thread
and they were blue reel wound
like circles of remembering
and this was the thing of things
amongst the coronation waves
patient souls hailed them
each moment pouring into one
an urgent gasp of flickers on
with granted rush to saltslap roar
with curve and arc of open heart
we saw dolphins and he saw them too
now diving down our spirits meet the bow
then play upon the wake.