Beyond my reach

She’s out there somewhere

Her dancing rhythm’s

Dreaming dancing color

 

We danced side by side

Shape shifting magic real

Beyond my reach

 

She taught me

Skin to skin embracing

Soul to soul

 

I loved her then

And love her still

To eternity and beyond

 

She’s out there

Across the giant pond

Beyond my reach

For JCH

We’re still alive

Now here we go

Rim-shot shuckle-sloop

Off sleeping down

Razor blade highways

Shingle shack cigars

Puffing clouds on corners

In the haloed shade

Her slip-sliding hips

Move me into motion

Hair tossing thinking

Don’t stop now

We’re still alive

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Sister sister I hear

You singing dreams

Heaven sent rhythms

Shuckle-jiving  placing

Hands against hearts

Your smile bedewing

My smiling eyes

Skipping ‘cross sidewalks

Past honky-tonks

Gleaming midnight dreams

You move me thinking

Don’t stop now

We’re still alive

*

Sweet deep sister voice

Moving soul-silk earth-deep

Pulsing muscles move

Dancing joy’s hearts

Yes yes yes

We’re still alive

*

For E.D. with love and respect 

Falling in love (an interview)

Do you think you’ll fall in love again?

– (Smiling) I don’t know that I have much say in the matter.

– How’s that?

– I don’t think falling in love is something you choose. It just happens. It’s like one of those exquisitely delicious moments life offers, like, for me, the first time birds find the newly placed birdfeeder. The breathy gasp of joy is out of me before I know it. Like falling in love, it just happens. Your experience of the moment or the person simply happens.

– So a person’s powerless? Defenseless?

– What would you be defending? As for powerless, you’re not. You have a lot of say over what you do in response to falling in love. You can pack up and run. Some do. Or you can allow the experience.

– What about rushing into it?

– I’m not sure you have, speaking for myself anyway, that you have much choice over the intensity of feelings.  I think there is such a thing as moving to quickly. Remember to breathe, enjoy the beginning of things. There are a couple of things I’ve learned over time. The hard way in some instances. First, never give up who you are for someone and second, allow yourself time to be sure the person you’ve falling in love with is really there, and, if you they are, that they’re able to be fully present as real intimacy expands its reach.

– Giving up who you are would be?

– For me it would be, say, someone doesn’t like that I’m a writer or love to read or that I jump into the fray when I see someone’s rights are being denied.

– And people being who they really are? Allowing intimacy?

– There’s healthy compromise and there has to be in relationship, but if you begin to give up the essentials of who you are, resentments build, the relationship becomes toxic and then you’re done. As for people being who they really are or being able to continue to be present when the intimacy becomes real on all fronts… Sometimes I think people present themselves as someone they’re not, not so much because they want to be deceitful or dishonest, but because at some time being themselves openly was a dangerous undertaking. Connected to this, at least in my mind, is the person who flees, runs, disengages – you pick the word – when the relationship really begins to be fully intimate. Some run because when you are fully with someone it can feel as if your very existence is at risk. It’s not so, but God knows it can feel that way.

– Are you a runner?

– No. Other way around, there are times I should’ve disengaged and didn’t. And then, one more thing.

– And that is?

– In order for any relationship of any kind to be a healthy one, each person needs to be who they really are safely with the other. Absent that, there’s no point.

– And so when it comes to you falling in love again?

– (Smiling) If there is the possibility of being in a loving healthy relationship with someone, I don’t want to miss it. Cool?

– Cool. Thank you.

 

On a distant floor

Seen her sweat shuffle moves down Main Street way sending

Smiles warm blasting hearts dizzy buckling knees she strides on

Seen her in the car just passing head spins sideways catching rainbows

Glancing sunlight ricochets off her eyes for me she drives on

Seen her skirt swirl as she turns dancing free of worries

On a distant floor in the world no more she moves on

Last night smiling in all the best made dreams

I woke up in the chill cold still of morning

No lights on

Love hopes

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My fingers feather touch

Across your cheek gliding

Your lips on my face

Knowing heaven

Here on earth

*

Your breath whispers

Against my neck

Hold me long enough

So love reaches

All of us

*

Our words dance joy

In daylight starlight

Laughter jewels the air

With possibilities

*

The talon grip

Of history’s wounds

Love’s newborn flesh

Old armor donned blinds

Insight hiding truth

But a moment

Love hopes

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