Monday, June 30, 2014
Lyn Lifshin
Lyn Lifshin
march 7 1996
i was the mute
that met you
at the train station
took you to the raven
where you were to read
i was so in want of words
stuttering and stammering
did you think me dumb
i said nothing i wanted
yet then again
what words does one say
to a woman of words
copyright 1996
what is this world
what is this world to me
who never was or will ever be
a part of the pleasures of this earth
who never was of any worth
who was born of dust to die in dirt
who knew not love but only hurt
to wander this world and wonder why
i was to live alone without love only to die
copyright 2012
Friday, June 20, 2014
the what?
The Gorillabunny
I saw
the gorillabunny's
shadow on the
the wall
but the gorillabunny
I never saw
By reason
of his shadow
the gorillabunny
must be
for why would
he have a shadow
and a shadow
not have he
copyright 2009
Thursday, June 12, 2014
lined paper
Lined Paper
Words become prisoners
on lined paper
Words should be free
of confinement
Words should be able
to wonder where they will
In schools and in
stationary stores
all the paper is lined
with the bars of prisons
Not even permitting
a picture to be drawn
Are they afraid
of unruled paper
that words will be unruly
that words will
become anarchists
that words will revolt
and be revolting
Don't give me a line
and demand that
I write on it
Don't even give me
a dotted line
to sign on
I'll sign where I want
I protest against lines
They are not for words
nor are they for people
And if one can't
write in a straight line
Than let one write
in a crooked line
Running where it will
Up and down but free
even to run off the paper
And maybe if we were
to free words from lines
then we would be able
to question others
lines of thought
and learn to think
straight and clearly
for ourselves
which is much
more important
copyright 2012
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
i knew splendid love
I
i knew splendid love
when you and i embraced
and little cupids whispered
outside of doors
and fluttered on silent wings
in dark passages down halls
and held their tiny hands
over giggling mouths
when they caught us kissing
on the couch
and turned to hide
their wide eyes in opened hands
when they saw us
touching secret places
places know only to us
II
i knew wonderful love
when you and youth
were all i had
when now was all
we lived to love
and loved to live
and the past was only
our last kiss
still wet upon our lips
and the future
so far away
so many years away
was the night
that hid our nakedness
in dreams known only to us
III
i knew magnificent love
when you were my religion
your body my temple of worship
your eyes the windows to heaven
your words my only nourishment
the water of your mouth my drink
and i would bury myself
so deep in you
so completely lost in you
until i knew not myself from you
till we were as one
a thing know only to us
IV
i knew glorious love
when your beauty
was the envy of every goddess
and each one of them
would have gladly given
their immortality
to posses even a small portion
of your beauty
and all the gods
came from on high
to gaze on and worship you
to kiss the ground at your feet
and i not knowing how or why
captured your sweet heart
and won the world's greatest prize
all wrapped up in you
and you and I were the first
to discover true love
a love known only to us
copyright 1984
together
Together
Let me
Drink from
Your mouth
Peel away
Your clothing
Cover you
With my eyes
My hands
My lips
My love
Wrap you
Around me
Until we
Overflow
Together
copyright 1990
contemplating
Contemplating
Your absence
Not seeing your face
Or your figure
Not touching
Your heart
With love words
Your lips
With mine
Your breasts
With kisses
Your nakedness
With hands
Not hearing
Your soft voice
Speaking love words
Makes the emptiness
That fills my heart
copyright 1988
to wed you
To Wed You (a dream)
To take your heart
And give you mine
To undress you
And clothe you with love
To become one flesh
One heart and one mind
copyright 1988
pushing the sun down
pushing the sun down from my room
she steps from cloud to cloud
with a candle in her delicate hand
she lights the stars of heaven
then hangs the moon over my bed
and with her tiny white foot
she steps so gently and lightly
into my dreams covering me soft
copyright 1984
the village deviant
the village deviant
i gave gifts
to men
to women
to children
to families
to the pastor
to the church
it was later i learned
that the church
considered giving gifts
as a form
of sexual harassment
they must have thought
me most deviant
i'm glad i didn't tell
everyone that i loved them
copyright 2012
e-village church
e-village church
in the house of heretics and hypocrites
posing pastor preaching
with four letter words
leading the way lost
further than astray
in darkness declaring
we have freedom in Christ
to do what we want
doctrines don't matter
follow your feelings
knowledge is nothing
learning means little
understanding is useless
the Word is worthless
clean the outside of the cup
seek approval from the assembly
favor from the flock
socialism is salvation
communitarianism is church
communism is creed
rock concerts for raising cash
to support the secular
habitat for humanism
humanistic trafficking
dry wells for the worldly
food bags for the food bank
feed the body starve the spirit
goodwill without God's will
giving no glory to God
didn't we do many wonderful works
urged to purge
in the confession session
the white sepulcher
confessing to the congregation
the secret sins
unloading the load
deliverance from the debt
thank the therapist
give gratitude to the group
praise the pope
in a protestant pulpit
applaud the anti-Christ
blessing his book
rick's war on the church
purpose driven preacher of the devil
joel reining over the m.m.b.a.
not the Lord or his Word
the unchurched unbelievers
weeding out the wheat
get the goats in
and get the lambs out
the blind group leaders
leading the blind
get connected
get plugged in
welcome to the worldly
carnal church of the chaff
copyright 2012
Monday, June 9, 2014
indictments
indictments against
the village church
i was hungry
you did not feed me
i was sick
you did not come to see me
i was in pain
you did not comfort me
i was in need
you did not help me
copyright 2011
autumn of a woodland nymph
Autumn Of A Woodland Nymph
Her brightly coloured
Summer clothing scattered
Across the ground
Carried about
By a whirlwind
Standing naked
Her bare limbs
Stretched skyward
Dipping into the night
Brushing clouds away
Touching stars
Trying to catch
A full yellow moon
She moves
Swaying gracefully
In an ancient
Sylvan dance
That will soon
Carry her off
To a long winter
Sleep
copyright 1984
if in youth
If in youth
I had known the truth
Of ages past
That by and by
Love must die
And does not last
That love is not above
The dint of death
That love grows old
And waxes cold
With every breath
And when love dies
In a lovers eyes
And is laid to rest
One goes on grieving
Yet believing
That love is best
And if in youth
I had known this truth
Would have I
Taken love by the hand
For all that is grand
And then to die
And die that death
That leaves the breath
And only this
A memory of
A beautiful love
And love's sweet kiss
A memory that pains
And always remains
A wound in the heart
That will never love
Beyond or above
That which it was apart
Never to heal
Nor ever to feel
The same as before
And to love never more
copyright 1984
ginny
Ginny
In a quiet
Alone
I died
Years ago
Then you brought
Me back
To life
To live
To love
Just to let
Me die
Again
Alone
In a quiet
copyright 2011
my deformity
my deformity
keeps me
in humility
keeps me
from being
like everybody
or anybody
keeps me
from being
somebody
makes me
a nobody
copyright 2009
tartarus
Tartarus
Blood flows and does not cease
Bondage abundant no release
Not a word to rely on
Meaning flees thoughts are gone
I stagger stumble fall in silence
Inside as without filled with violence
With sword drawn I stab at foe
That never die and utter no
I wonder at wounds and pain I feel
Wounds that bleed but do not heal
Flesh falls from my bones
Every dropping cries and moans
As flames gather and begin to rise
I turn my head and cover my eyes
I seek death but cannot find
For life and death I have left behind
Blood flows in tidal waves
From open wounds as dead from graves
My words are vain and profanity
My thoughts and deeds not of humanity
My heart is filled with filth and dirt
From sins and lust I use to flirt
Tattered and torn flesh depart
Never showing bone but only heart
With every beat a sin fulfilled
An innocent man's blood is spilled
My soul tries to elevate
Pass through some open gate
That is crowded with the newly dead
Their eyes their hearts filled with dread
Fire burns within and all around
No peace joy or comfort to be found
I awake from this abysmal nightmare
And into the cool calm night stare
Is there such a Tartarean place
For which eternity I must face
copyright 1973
awakening
Awakening
Darkness cold clothes my heart
Eyes evil in shadows dart
In worldly ways deaf and blind
With selfishness and greed bind
Chosen to receive the light
From outside this sin filled night
Awakened by the Word from death full sleep
On dirt filled hands my heart does creep
A glimpse of truth from heaven high
Self seeks self but soon must die
Turning from my evil ways
To the One who for me prays
Who died on the cross for me
So I could live in heaven and for ever be
In His grace and under His mercy
copyright 1973
K R
KR
I am not a poet nor painter
Nor musician nor great lover
I have no gifts of great art
Except when I hold you in my heart
copyright 1973
the vigil
the vigil
days without names or faces
time does pass quickly by
yet somehow steady seems
consumed into that night
she departed this earthly abode
without flickering star or moon to shine
clouded in darkness everyday as night
i await upon the dawn
when all rise from death and dust
to meet the light of everlasting life
then shall we meet in tears
embrace in joy and happiness
copyright 1990
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