Poetry By: K.Poet
How aches my soul
When not bird
Or
Cold night welcome
you-
It is your right
To take
To leave
Without closure
Without explanation-
That does not
Comfort
What you
Have left us
With-
Swollen eyes
And a memory
Of
An Innocent
That has
given more
Love
Then the
Sorrow
Your invisible
Hands crush
Our hearts
With.
( July 24,2000)
{Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
Voiceless Words
{ For My Karla, I love you.}
How do I explain
What Death is?
How do I tell
The grieving-
Give Her comfort
With spoken words
When all She
Wants is Her
Heart to
Be filled-
Look at
This fragile creature-
Feel Her
Life force drain-
A teardrop
Becomes
Every memory-
Ever known to Her-
I silence myself
And offer
Arms of
Warmth,
Knowing that
All of me
Is giving
To what goes
Beyond
What sound ever could-
Loving Her
As She dwells
In Her silence.
(July 24,2000)
{Loss of Amedaus} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
Little window
Big world
Seeing with
One eye open
Most
Of the time-
Or-
Is
The other
Closed
For a purpose?
Close both
And
See not
What
Lies behind
Closed doors
Of
Big world-
For
Little window
Cracks and Shutters
At what
It
Holds from
Further sight.
(July 1996)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
Preacher preaching
Background noise-
Jesus
Makes me wonder-
This man died
People cried...
Preacher preaching
Beating my family
In
The name of
God?
You tell me
I have
No rights-
Government slides
Past the graves
They dig
With their
Shovel mouths-
Dishing hate-
Makes me wonder-
All I know
Is
That
I love her...
Preacher preaching
So
go ahead-
And
Crucify me-
Jesus and I
will bleed
Together-
Jesus understands
Really, He does...
Preacher preaching
Background noise.
(1992)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
I wake with desire
Still fresh upon
My lips-
And
In the Autumn moonlight
The leaves cover
My view of you-
No matter, mo matter-
For I see
The silhouette
Of
Your form
Dancing in
The Vineyard-
Slow...
As to
Not wake
Those whom
Still
Sleep
In night's arms...
Is this too
But a dream?
That I should
Ravish this
Tender one...
That her lips
Came to me
In deep sleep-
And
Sought out
My kiss...
Head still
Swimming from
The wine
I say-
Yet
Upon my bedside-
The bottle
Lay
Fresh,New,Uncorked...
How can this be?
Through the leaves
Trails
Of her robe
Have fallen-
She is
But a dream...
Until again
In sleep-
I felt
Velvet skin-
Brush against
My arm
That lay
On
White white sheets-
And a finger
That traced
My
Silent lips-
And
A hand
That lightly
Touched my face-
If
Not drunk with wine,
Then intoxicated
With wanting...
And
I felt
"The kissing"-
And
I tasted
Her hot breath-
And
It was then-
The sweet torture
Was revealed to me
At last...
In my most
Silent Heart
She is here-
And
That is all
I need to know.
(1996)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
{This poem is dedicated to my Soulmate,Best Friend, and my Partner: Karla Kaye. This August 1st of 2000, we celebrated seven years of Joy. Every day spent with her, teaches me more of the expanding definition of what love can become. She is my Muse, and how truly lucky I am. Thank you Karla, for bringing life to my spirit, and warmth to my heart. I am forever blessed. KARLA KAYE, THIS WAS CREATED FOR YOU, AND POSTED FOR YOU FOR THE CELEBRATION OF OUR LOVE FOR 7+YEARS-THANK YOU FOR WISDOM, AND ACTS OF UNCONDITIONAL LOVE, KNOW THAT YOU ARE MY DUTCH GODDESS, AND I LOVE YOU.
Love Eternal, Kimberly}
Chicago's Sorrows
To Here
Sun rises
Against
Streams of tears
Arms paddle
Into courage-
Into strength-
Into today-
Seven years
Of Winter
For the
Spring
Of today -
Over
The hill-
Sunbeams
Kiss my face-
Holding me
To tender light-
Spring touches
My lips-
You
Are my Spring-
You are
My Love-
And
On this day-
The Sun
Rises
Just for us.
(1994)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
WHY IS THIS
FORCE MAGNETIC?
TO BE
IN A
SITUATION
WITHOUT CONTROL
WITHOUT BOUNDRIES-
DREAMS
ARE
TO BE
MORE FLUID-
MORE FREE-
AND
YET
I FIND
YOU
THERE-
YOUR VERY
PRESENCE
DRAINS
MY FREEWILL
AND
HOLDS ME
PROSIONER-
MY DREAMWALKER
OF YOUTH.
(8-17-00)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
DEMONS AND ANGELS
DANCE
HAND IN HAND
CHEEK TOUCHING CHEEK-
THEY ONLY SPEAK
IN DIFFERENT LANGUAGES
YET
WITH THE SAME VOICE
USING
DIFFERENT TONES.
(MAY 1998)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
MYSTERIOUS
LADY IN WHITE
HIDDEN LOVES
PESONAL PEN REFLECTIONS
OF LIFE
ITSELF-
WHOLENESS-
WEALTH-
NOT OF COIN
OR PAPER-
BABBLING BROOKS
FEATHERED WINGS
CLOUDS SING
ONE CIRCLE
COMPLETED
WITH NATURE-
IMMORTALIZED
HER PENNED
HEART
THAT BLED
UPON
THE PAGES
MANY STAGES, MANY STAGES-
MYSTERIOUS
LADY IN WHITE.
(1993)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{ Tell the Inkwell} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
TWIGHTLIGHT SPLITS
NOTHINGNESS APPEARS
AND
I WRAP
MYSELF
AROUND IT'S
WAIST-
IT EMBRACES
ME-
IN ALL IT'S
GLORY
IN ALL IT'S
NAKEDNESS-
NO BEING
COULD IMAGION
THE DEEPEST
SOUL KISS
YET TO COME-
THE INKWELL
IS BRITTLE NOW-
AND LIKE MYSELF-
THE CRACKS
WILL BECOME
APPARENT.
(1995)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} {George} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
GEORGE
{ MR. BUSH FORMER PRESIDENT OF THE U.S. IN 1990}
POLITICIANS AND PREACHERS
TELL ME
MY MIND
IS SPACE-
TO PARK CARS-
THEIR GAME BOARDS
OUR LIVES-
PLAYING PIECES SPEAK-
SLAYING ME
I BLEED-
BUT
DO I DIE?
FRIENDS-
PREIST SLURRING WORDS-
TAINTED GOBLET-
TAINTED WORLD-
DIVIDE THE GRAPE
LET ME LIVE!
I HEAR
THEIR WORDS-
BUT...
IS
THE MICROPHONE ON?
"READ MY LIPS..."
'HE' SAYS-
THE 'HE'
WHO HIDES
BEHIND HIS NAME-
FITS HIM WELL-
LIKE A CHOKING TIE
IN CLASSIC COLORS.
SOMEHOW
HE SLEEPS
AT NIGHT
DISREGUARDING
WHO I AM.
(1992)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {To Be Filled} {top of page}
SUCKLING AS A NEWBORN DOES
ONE BREAST
THEN TWO-
AND MY MOUTH
WISHES
TO SATISFY
THE NEED
TO BE
FILLED-
SHE FILLS
ME-
ONE FINGER
THEN TWO-
AND AS
MY BODY
ROCKS
SLOWLY
TO THE
RYTHM
WE HAVE CREATED-
THERE IS NO
OTHER-
ONLY FIRE
ONLY ICE-
AND THIS SENSATION
OF THIS ENDLESS
LOVE
FILLING ME-
FILLING ME-
FILLING MY HEART
MORE THAN
THE WORDS
OF SPEECH
COULD EVER
DESCRIBE-
HOW ELSE
COULD ONE
PAINT SUCH
A RAVISHING VISION
FOR ALL TO SEE-
AND TO SEE
NOTHING BUT
NATURAL AFTEROONS
CLINGING TOGETHER
AS LOVERS DO.
(1996)
{Loss of Amedaus} {Voiceless Words} {View} {Preacher Preaching}
{Silent Heart} {First Anniversary} {Dream Walker} {Demons and Angels}
{E.Dickerson} { Tell the Inkwell} {George} {top of page}