Monday, December 08, 2008

kiss riff

this little gentle kiss arcing
from the sky
as she reached down
and that reaching itself
that lowering
her eclipsing of the world
the sky the sun
the coolness that came with her
the sudden warmth and coolness
her smell of grass and daylight
her aura of wild birds
her seriousness
that floated there
her weight suddenly
her reality and closeness
her focus
her sheer engagement
the whirling of all of that
which was beyond all sex
and all confinement
and category
all he wanted to do
was hold her face
and kiss it
with the gratitude
of outer planets

until rain made it slowly stop
.
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23 comments:

  1. Anonymous12:25 pm

    This is really beautiful Steve.

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  2. Nah,it's silly and slightly embarrassing and very oldhat, but I have no shame. Just some daft poem about some far-off Summer. I have these little episodes when my medication runs out.

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  3. Anonymous12:36 pm

    It is tender and I love it. It is pleasing to see the writer has a tender side to his voice!

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  4. Anonymous1:40 pm

    a thousand stars die
    when in my sleep
    I dream his kiss

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  5. Anonymous2:10 pm

    *covers eyes

    Make it stop, make it stop!

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  6. Anonymous2:12 pm

    ahem, ok, let me clarify that.

    The poem itself is quite powerful, it really does say a lot about the strength of a moment and the lasting presence of simplicity - the freedom passed from one to another.

    It's quite cool on many levels.

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  7. It's very far from cool, I hope. I think it's slightly uncouth and primitive, and hardly even poetry at all. In fact it's very much naive emo...

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  8. Anyway I am officially embarrassed for having written such a thing, and it might yet get taken down. It's not the feeling, it's the absence of artifice that's worrying me. But then again, that's kind of a good thing and it makes me feel like a little child. Think it might get altered, though.

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  9. Anonymous11:18 pm

    The absence of artifice is it's beauty. Nothing more required.

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  10. Anonymous11:22 pm

    until rain made it stop, slow

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  11. And since when did a possessive 'its' need an apostrophe you wrecker of homes and language? Any more of that and I'll send the pedantry squad around to do violence to your cat.

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  12. Anonymous11:59 pm

    Being of dyslexic disposition, I burried the cat along with ITS shame.

    Abstinence from comments assured, lest I wreck the bloggers home.

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  13. Sorry was only a joke. I'd like to be dyslexic too really. I attempt it every day and fail.

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  14. Anonymous1:03 am

    Not a problem. Usually have a level of control over it however, sleep deprivation has a tendency to manifest into lapses of concentration.

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  15. Sleep deprivation is the very worst thing in the whole world. I suffer from it badly, and it makes you insane after a while. Wars start through sleep deprivation. Even when I sleep I don't sleep. And if a fly taps its leg three houses away it wakes me. I think I'm a hunter-gatherer.

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  16. Anonymous1:36 am

    Bed is a wonderful place for me, but not of late, toss and turn,my mind is a carnival day and night.
    Chewing my fat, and the fat left by others!

    Maybe I should chew the cat instead! ha

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  17. I got no fat to spare any more. I think I am almost thin now. I seem to be living entirely on poetry and cigarettes. I might write a slimming book about it. It sure works.

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  18. What a weird little headspace this blog has become. I never know who I'm talking to. All the same person probably. Maybe I'm talking to myself.

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  19. Anonymous2:06 am

    A platter of poetry with a generous helping of cigarettes and a colossal portion of if only.... all washed down with a glass of regret. Great for reducing stomach fat!!

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  20. Anonymous2:07 am

    .......no you are talking to me.

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  21. Anonymous3:32 am

    coffee in one hand
    thoughts in the other
    fat between my teeth

    haha

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  22. Anonymous3:39 am

    It's good to chat, but goodbye for now. Heading for my new book, and a glass of.....

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  23. Anonymous1:27 pm

    A not to shabby book was enjoyed.Took some time out from the fat. And sleep now would be a welcome comfort.

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