Thrashing Tantrum Surrender

Fine!
I get it!
Loud and clear,
You great big
Universe, You!
You’ve told me
At great lengths
I listened and heard
But did quite the
Opposite
Over
And over
And over
Again
Impulsively
Compulsively
Defiantly
(With Love, so
Much hope, and un-
Adulterated will!)
I acted
Believing but
Maybe deceiving
Myself
That I know better
Or at least
Desire stronger
That sweet
Breath of fresh air
Even if
Off limits,
Inaccessible
Compared with
The constant
Flow of life
You circulate
Within Us
《Sigh》
You’ve wanted
Undivided
Attention
All along,
Haven’t you?
Ha!
Jealous much?
Oh, fine!
Carry then
This other
Desire of desires
You parade before me
Eternal desire
To be close to
She Who Holds My Heart
Damn it anyway!
Carry it with You then!
This eon-old call
Obviously
I can’t handle it
(At least not well
Or without injury
To self or Another ~)
Not this time
Auuugghh!
Fine.
You win!
I tried
Out of deep Love,
Out of True Love
I’ve grasped and I’ve
Stumbled
Again
But You,
Big, fat
Universe
Triumphed
Yet again,
Didn’t you?
With Your
Big, fat
Other plans
For this life!
The valiant
Fighter within
Will fight no more
Instead
I Surrender
Kicking and thrashing
I finally
Finally
Finally
Surrender
To You

Hey, Mr. Neuroscientist, I Hope You Don’t Mind

Hello, Mr. Neuroscientist
How wonderful to meet you
I hope you don’t mind
But I couldn’t help noticing you
From across the room

Dear Mr. Neuroscientist
Tell me everything you’ve learned
I hope you don’t mind
But I can’t help wanting to
Know everything about you

Handsome Mr. Neuroscientist
What does love do to the brain?
I hope you don’t mind
But I think I fell in love with you
From the moment I caught your eye

Beloved Mr. Neuroscientist
Can you tell me why I feel this way?
I hope you don’t mind
But I have the urge to take you away
And share my life with you ~

Uninvited Thoughts

“I’m not staying,”
She said as she
Walked around the room
Gathering up her belongings that she scattered there herself.

“No, I was just passing through
To say hello to you,
But I’m not meant to stay.”

She paused, waiting for a thought to land
And encourage her to continue
On her way out the door.

“It’s always a pleasure,”
And she smiled her uncomfortable smile,
Averting her eyes
To avoid the release of the lies that she told.

“Well, I will keep you no longer.”
And with that she slowly moved swiftly
Through the door
That never invited her in
In the first place.

Desperate Measures

Desperate Measures

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The Man Who Loved a Statue

One day I sat in a nearby park
And observed a thing ever so queer
A man approached a Statue there
And seemed to think it dear
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He gazed into the Sculpture’s eyes
And whispered words of love
“My Angel!” he said, “I’ve found You now!
And You’ve found me from Above!”

He kissed Her hand several times
And then he kissed Her more
But still She looked on straight ahead
As if him She would ignore

Indeed the Sculpture was a beauty
Her marble of grey and white
A gift from another country,
Gold speckled Her with delight

The man had no good intention
Of stopping his conquest for love
From the Statue he thought loved him right back
Sent to him from above

“Come away with me!” he pleaded,
“I will always care for You!
We can be together finally as one
And make love the whole night through!”

Yet still the Statue would not budge
Watching, I thought it just might
Instead She kept Her stubborn stance
While not putting up any fight

The man was growing weary
He couldn’t understand why
She was closed to his approaches
And promises for a life

He looked into Her eyes again
Tears rolling down his face
He noticed now what he’d not seen before:
Another statue across the place

He walked to the other location
And looked at the sculpture there
‘Twas a male made also of marble and gold
Embracing the man’s Love with his stare
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“I see,” I heard him softly say
As he slowly backed off the stand
“I know when I’ve been overcome
My Lady, I concede Your hand.”

He bowed to Her and kissed Her hand
Then what seemed an afterthought
Climbed onto Her pedestal
And kissed Her lips but not

To change Her pretty mind
Only this time to say goodbye
“He’ll never love You the way I do,
But he certainly will try.”

And slowly the forlorn man turned away
And walked toward his lonely home
As he walked away out of my sight
I myself began to roam

I swear I caught the quickest glimpse
Of sunlight gleam in Her eye
A tear? Or just a speck of gold?
If I knew I, too, would cry

Ode to the Suburban Mobile

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Oh, little minivan,
When I first sat behind your wheel
I felt captain of a rocket ship
Navigating the universe!

What we have been through, you and I!
Childbirth and car seats
Pinching your microfiber softness
You held my babies well!

Car trips across country
With french fries and apple juice
Filling your backside
With just-in-case paraphernalia

And now, you wonderful beast!
Now you protect my child
As she jerks you around
Learning the intricacies of your hearty mechanics

To you, divine creature, I write this
Do not let my wandering eye bring you down
Forever you will be my favorite transport
I’m just looking for a compact friend for you