You Died I Lived

1.

Song of My Soul

I heard my soul singing:
"Come my Love."
I gave to you my heart afire
burning with your song

waves of destiny passed through us,
we are Silent now.

2.

If You Could Find Some Wings

If you can find some wings
please,
I need them today,
some feathers
bright crimson or
drab as a sparrow's,
I have no pride,

please send a joyful birdsong
across the Black Forrest
where I was born,
I have grown too heavy-hearted
to fly.

3.

Sunrise Sunset

Sunrise

...when death comes
only the living know
which piece of death
is theirs...

Sunset

...which name did you
call me before my name
dissolved
on your tongue?...

4.

Silence and Laughter

A cricket chirps
one note

I reawaken
this silence
in tears and laughter.

5.

Spinning

Laughter.
I hear Laughter.
The universe is Laughing out Loud.

Silly woman!  Fool!
You are not holy!
You have never been whole!

You are schizophrenia herself!
And now look what you've done!
You have split.
Once again.

What now?

You didn't know that you didn't know,
and now the song of the Great Horned Owl
is in you
the eye of Horus on your tear-stained sleeve,
the Graeae cheat Enyo for your soul,

another dance begins,
spinning.

6.

Heron

My heron is water bound,
she is wounded.

Did you see her reflection
by light of the quivering moon
soar like a prayer?

7.

Beneath the Grey

Always the sun shines
while the earth turns away,
alone am I,
shadowless
beneath the grey,

8.

A Proper Ending

Where is God when I need Her?  Him?
My fault, I don't believe in one or another.
I wish I could say:  "You god-damned God, You."
Were that I could.  Or should.
But I can't,
and I can't remember who wrote this pitiful and trite ending
to an old love story,
older than time itself,
regurgitated and amputated
on the broken back of the Thinker,
cleaning our Hercules' stable,
my last task,

I wish I could raise a fist to Heaven itself, instead
I walk down the stairs this morning,
I would have
thought I could have written myself out of this story
by now and had a proper ending,

fresh loam in my hair, worms in my eyes.

9.

The Sun

The sun!
The sun gathers no shadows
at the end of the day.