love poems

 

from love poems

1 sign 

the juggling of words   balls kept in the air

the silence is astounding   as if there were nothing there

but misheard footfalls on the stairs   the wings of birds turning

somersaults head over heels   liquid rushing towards gas   an iron left on    the smell of 

burning

 

2 betrayal 

he doesn’t leave before the point when he can’t leave

he plays it over and over again wants to believe that not just necessity but that love

was somehow a hand that fitted snugly into that glove

the fingers warm tightly comfortable about the throat   the forgetting to breathe

 

epitaph

epitaph  

unable to turn the page   the light in the room

like salt on the wound of looking and seeing

the heart beating a phone ringing unanswered

   the line will go dead   leave a message   soon

 

there is no grave no weathered stone

where what was unreadable becomes illegible

where time where absence is recorded

there was fire smoke drifting   flesh and bone

 

cursive   written by the wind   ashes on the tongue