Monday, March 7, 2011

Goodnight My Friend



I wanted to say goodnight with lightness of being, but crushing passion
The currents of sleep flow tediously when the wants of soft lips are rising
And the coming of the keeper of perfect souls stirs dark winds
Licking ambitions born of a need to feel like a wondrous effigy, burning
Turn in beautiful circles, your thoughts trailing and falling to the ground like snow

Good night my friend
Sleep tight my friend
Good night my love

And when you hear the faint drumming of the wheels and the trains distant whistle
Making your dreams the most murderous form of travel....reaching point B is impossible
The other sound is that of the glass rod breaking in two cleanly, crystalline click
It is your resolve being challenged and divided between self and other
You busy yourself about your own house while longing to landscape abroad


Good night my friend
Sleep tight my friend
Good night my love

And if you drift away with such thoughts girl
You will be whole again by morning, eating the crisp yellow sunshine
And if you think of me, let it be brief in time, but magnificent in scope
And if I touch your heart through your ear, then listen and sigh
Blushing becomes you and you become me, good night my friend

21 comments:

  1. These words are so compelling and touching that I feel quite tingly when I read them :)

    You do have a way of looking right at a person with your words and making each line meaningful.

    One of my favourites for sure.

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  2. Wow, this is one powerful beautiful poem! How have I not found you before this? "The coming of the keeper of perfect souls stirs dark winds" - that is so wonderful, I wish I had written it. Beautiful writing!

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  3. This was a great read again! I love all of the light images mixed with the heavy sensuality you speckle here and there.

    Beautiful work! :D

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  4. what a delightful piece of work...as beautiful as love itself...

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  5. This belongs to another level, a higher level. If it were food, then it would be ambrosia--food for the gods

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  6. sensual imagery makes this poem crackle with electricity! thank you for sharing.

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  7. Oh I am glad you have shared this poem today. It says so much about reaching out to another in a meaningful and loving way. No one should ever feel alone, or that their life does not mean something to someone else.

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  8. "And if you drift away with such thoughts girl
    You will be whole again by morning, eating the crisp yellow sunshine"

    Fine line? Will this be true for the narrator too? The one who spreads friendship should himself "be whole again by morning." Yes?

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    1. As usual...you are absolutely right, but weirdly, I always feel whole from beginning to end and always have high hopes that the other does too. How perfect would that be...Heavy sigh.

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  9. Beautiful and sensuous, sounds like a night to remember for sure. Very nicely written!

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  10. Oh the lucky woman who had this poem written for her. Such softness and caring. I love the repeating stanzas and how they accentuate the meaning!

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  11. Beautifully written tribute. So many wonderful lines I had to read it three times to savor it. Thank you for sharing this.

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  12. So sweet! My lover and my friend...a wonderful concept. It flows well.

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  13. Your last stanza really brings it all together. Beautiful writing!

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  14. Oh, this is one of my faves of yours, kiddo. SOOOOOOOOOO beautiful, and tender....and such lines! "the keeper of perfect souls" wowed me just as much this second time. Your last stanza is incredible. Wowzers!

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  15. verbal wizardry of the highest order.this would make any girl swoon and fall.

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  16. A pleasure to read this morning...it flows very smoothly and I like the sounds in the second stanza ~ The refraining lines worked very well too ~

    Happy day to you Corey ~

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  17. oh that last line is just, aww.

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  18. This is wonderful, Corey, and I love the refrain.
    K

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  19. This was amazing Corey an intimate dance! I loved it! :D

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  20. A poem full of contrasts and love.

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