The Last Samurai

Or Not At All

I want my love to reflect your soul
I want it all or not at all
I want to be the beam of light
That shapes the shadow of your plight
I want to be both time and space
At the point where infinity meets with grace

I want to see the surf the ebb and tide
Of your wildest sorrows. ...
And be the ride
That dancing upon the frothy waves
Seduces fear with siren gaze

I crave your love to feed my soul
to be my all
My first my last
Or not at all.

Babylon

Babylon...pleasurous retreat
I want to write you so bad
But my loving ink is held back
I cannot bear it to be shed
On paper
It is shining...dead.

Let my love remain virgin
Everything alive trembling
Tumultuous ...water falls in the brain...
Soft thoughts slither south
The uncoiling serpent held in

Meadows of seduction knolls of grassy contemplation...cloudy benediction
Leaves rustle my unrest...
Yet softly whisper vespers..

Feathery tendrils... joy floats high
With ease
Black fingers of unease disturbing.

I watch the soulful wind play
Upon my feelings
melodious fanciful pleas...pliant violin.

My fingertips extend...my hair streams...
The ground is my heart wet
With tears...
Pockets of divinity blaze through
Patchworks of sky...

Rushing into my vaccum...
An insane affinity internally
rises up...

from fretworked crevices
Of unknowable aspiration.

I'm infinite shells..
Hollow dolls within
Dolls...
And at my core
a lithe dancing pagan
Dark with misery
gyrates its salutations
Feasting upon
Life
Zest fully.

Nor am I satiated
Or the hunger appeased
Life short and sweet
I will not sin
Against you...
I am the living beat
Pulse...drum...
Light giving darkness
Irradiating heat...

I am.

Afterlife fades
In comparison
to the Now
The lucid simplicity of my
dangerous awareness
My momentous dance
Staged by this Universe...
Ends...
Not in anger
Not in deliverance
Not in futile promises
But in throbbing
Sorrow...
Exhilarating impermanence
My fragile existence.

For Slop poetry challenge Some Like it Hot

Some Like it Hot

White teeth baring automatic heat signs of arousal
Surreptitious bait...
Singeing your flesh
How are you...I'll try to contain this
but I see you're staring...

Veiled eyes corner you
Mesmerizing hot
slinking crocodile
Brain besotting
Flap of tail....
reptilian taut.

And you can barely breathe
Hot and bothered
Above her prim prissy collar
Flashing her insatiable smile
Lips reddened widening to voracious pout

No turning around
While her eyes shoot soft orbs
Pyromaniacal game
Devouring ....savoring
Your contagious flames
The room is red
Like her hot cheeks
The glimpse of her valley..
The curves of her hips...

Hello....with a timid catch in her throat. ..
She is sly suppressing the voluptuous abandonment sought.
Smoke simmers and sizzles your senses in fumes from her veins....
She slips in and slides out
Through the slipstream of currents
Warm pangs of sweet pain..

Trips over your notions....
A decimating push
ripping reins
Of propriety
staging your social ambush...

You're sold ....to an houri
Fulsome and lush...
Who never bought into
need
Gave more
than anything you've got
With no pretenses no holding back...
Because
Some like it hot...

The Write

The write is wincing inside
System of pulleys and winches....turning.
I have an urgent need to throw up
On paper
Get intimate with
Thought.
Such close encounters
Make me a piercing hawk
Sniffing prey
Silent game
From lofty heights of detachment.
The bizarre intensity
Circling and swooping
Over
Soon to be dead meat
Kills. ..

The
Hunter is hunted by
This business of
Endings.
When, to close a door
Means another gapes wide
Maws maniacal vicious clatter of teeth
No respite.
Better to throw every muscle
Into polished coordination
Leap on to the prey
Going in for the jugular
A soft rapid kill..
.
The pen however is the best weapon of the contrary mind.
It brandishes convoluted armor
Swaggering it's attitude
It flourishes whimsical squiggles
Of fancy
And dances a juggernaut of provocation on paper
Never appeased till
Its secret boat of burdens and dreams have set sail...
To sink or swim
In mid ocean...

Running

Running through Time
Running shoes soggy
Running on parted rivers
Running against
crimes. ...
In every clime.

Climb beyond
The fallen plains
The rising moon
The static dunes
The Red dust roads
The dolorous mounds
Running harder than
Your elastin bounds...

Running into
Time's runway
Ascension
The outer stars
Leaving
This layer of love
This envelope
This stillborn song
Behind.

Begone
My foolish eyes
My morbid sighs
The inner death wish
That longs to live...
That lives to die.

So long
Island of Earth
Atlantis of nothing but
Notions
Logic fairness
Fairies and feelings. ..

So long!
Sinful tenderness
Goodbye maddening
kindness...
Adiós
Humanity...
Thy city
Raises its palms
To painted clouds...

My soul divine....
Running. ...
Eclipses
Time's
Paternal shadow.

And runners
Of the blades
grassroot dreams
Glass Top distended
Towards
Totality breaking out

On standby
Fuel supply
Running out
Running out
of steam
Far Away
From home
In between
the devil and deep space.

You know how it all ends
Callously
Eyeballs bursting
Brain jelly exploding
Streamers festooning
An unearthly space
A cold infinite unawareness.

Number One
Infinitesimal
The end days of
Reckoning
Can't be numbered.
Be done
Begone
This safe protected dome
Fishbowl
Of glistening affectations
Sharks are free rangers
Affectionate notions deranged and dissolute
Be gone
I want real....
Tear up this contract
I never signed
And redeem
Not my life
One way pact
But redeem
And atone
your lies.

Running shoes on
Skating on obtuse obdurate skies
Slate blue gravity laden
Running naked skin silk against heaven
Gravity's heavy
Pull paling fades. ..
Running ageless
Against time....
Adversary space.

Tapestry

Scrolling the silver tapestry
Sacred
Richly adorned
Wealth of wisdom
Patterned grace
A different place
Everything falling together
darkness woven through spun gold myth...
Intrinsic sense..
I'm drawn to thee
Given free
There's nothing beyond this
Dark ecstasy...festering fantasy
Ornate ornamental floats...

Scrolling down the festive cavalcade
Plague of doves
Amazing grace in Rainbow
Macaus..gaudy greens and startling blues
It's a masque ball...
Of domination...
Receiving homage
The subjugated sing praise
Pleasurous fall of light
Apalling...grace

Inherent .... spiritual rise
Mystical fall
for your glory
lasting is all...
Tangential army of
Lilliputs strive to fight
Eking out existence
Blooming blood flowers
On your tapestry sensual delight...

And across the feral iron skies
Aron flies
Bold eagle....taunting
Mighty Ra
Sol
Graceful Apollo
Without apology
Swooping through axes
Changing elevation
The elegant falls of the rich brocade
Delicate daemon possesed.

Rich intricate carvings...
Gratuitous lace
Thunderbolt epiphanies
Shadowy nooks and corners
Soporific.
...
Everything ever imagined dreamt desired portentous ominous uncanny
Contained in the fulminating flashing flames white hot terrible foresight....
The tapestry is all in all
Death proofing action
Grand design dealing out
Culmination of life.

Insano

You're insanity rippling inside me like fine raw silk...
Papyrus whispers rustling in through the trellises...
Sandstone sunset...
And creeping tendrils crawl...
Turning water into wine...
Rust red slothful vine.

This entry is a breach
Premises vacated long ago...
Turned misanthrope
against misogyny.

Yet this morning at breakfast
I found the cereal box denuded
Milk had become clotted
From constant stirring.
Someone else who was not
My house guest...
Who?
What...? Why..?
And when?

My mind is putting up walls so fast...
The intruder imprisoned. ..
Eyes lidded to light
To ensure better insight
Thrill of the chase.

The perimeter wall exists to prevent trespassing. ..
And now it guards us both

The lunatic and would be escapist...
But I think
I have lost track...
Who is which?