Times' Closet
Rummaging through Time's Closet
small scenes and quiet joys
looking I
for Meaning's Ploy
which hides in corners
perhaps there is even a secret door in there
where I can or will deploy
some new found secret power
which will make my Time Closet
Grand.
But for now there are only small things
some tattered, semi-hopes
some sweet things
and many many dangling memories
which I take out occasionally;
some to mend and re-make
where reality was too bleak;
I cuddle these
infusing them
with words I never said
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Mileva And Certainty
Mileva loved him more than the Stars,
more than Time itself.
They both were physics majors
and dreamers who
wanted to take Newton
to new ground.
Both wanted Certainty:
he had his Cosmological Constant
and tried to prove that God does
not throw dice-
that the Universe was orderly.
She wanted Certainty, too,
and some say showed him how
and this is reflected in some of the ideas
which made him famous.
He got Quantum Physics
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Neatly Aligned
Even if all my ellipses run linear
and lose their orbits
if my eyes turn dark and memoryless
I will vouchsafe no single regret
lying down among your photographs
sightless yes
but mine eyes then fill with love beams
which never desert;
they light my way back
to our parting.
I'll not avert time's countenance
that separates you and I
rather I will allow my senses
to reel in the past
to bring you
once again into my presence
where kisses will rain down
upon us
hearts will pound
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Grotto Story
I am found
in the Story Grotto
with millions of others
grappling with a tale
to tell;
holding it
in the dull light
hoping for a clue
to it,
wrestling it to the grotto ground
trying to understand it.
I and it
merge too much;
I am much more than my Story
yet
now
it is all I have.
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Constellation Light
The constellations' brilliant light
are your eyes shinning;
that illume comes out only at night
in my room.
The Milky Way is your silky hair
made of summer moons
and autumn hues;
I can reach and almost touch it
if I dream.
You laugh at my silly thought
when I tell you them
and aspire in your secret heart
to be them;
and I say
never worry you are
in my heart
and I add only a tiny bit of flattery to all this.
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She Is
She has the uncommon grace
of exceeding beauty
but not being aware of it;
she has a gentle voice,
music in her breath,
offering it to everyone.
She has the contentment
that is an inner peace
which attracts and heals
the harmed and the tense-
and her supply is endless.
She had no sense of scarcity,
giving her smile endlessly.
Anger melts down,
bows down;
spent-
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Swmming Down Stream
I am swimming down stream again
I'll be riding the rapids soon;
headed for Niagra my water-fall.
The rush of sound;
suspended air
and I'll have seconds
to comprehend
before crashing land;
new love coming
to this unworthy one.
I am in my Leap of Faith-
my Free-Fall;
will it end
badly
or will I soar?
Seconds to know
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China Love
I should be able to do
whatever I want to do
until some one stops me;
I have no internal controls
and need
someone
to place upon
me boundaries
that
do not control me
do not restrain me
but give me
energy.
I cannot be contained
or constrained;
I have to be attracted
to handcuffs.
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Massage Baby
I lay stomach-up
pregnant
and he,
applied ever so slowly
massage oil evenly.
And I talked to the baby
'You know who that is?
That is your daddy.
He is such a nice man
he gives mommy all the massages she wants.'
He said
'That's right. I give mommy all of the massages she wants
and she feels so good
you can probably feel it all the way inside there.'
'Oh my God' I said,
I think he kicked! '
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My Mirror
The mirror and I have this relationship
complicated as can be;
sometimes my shadow it is
non-consequential.
But other times I gaze
for minutes on end
to see which me
lives there
gazing back at me.
Sometimes I wince
touching the tiny scratches
to see
if they are in the mirror
or in my skin.
I've looked naked into it
turning slowly
front back
and sideways
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