Intermission: A Day at Home

My room has no door, for my imagination is not great
and sometimes my own thoughts are so sad
a circuit breaker trips in my mind
and I cannot think at all
There are other times---
times when the pain is so great
so dully intense
that I seek the inverse of love
--a temporary fix
I could jump and yell
but in my room, no one can see me
no one can hear me
no one even knows that I am here
so, I am stuck
neither here
nor there
neither seen
nor heard
and the desire to
touch
know
feel joy
becomes so great
I feel at times
the sheer burning of desire
could consume me
as a black hole consumes light
I live in a room--dark
Outside, kids, dogs, trees
I watch a sun that gives me
no light
no warmth
and I am tormented by a joy I can see
but never feel
never know
never have
In the distance
I see flowers
I will never pick
A breeze
I will never feel
and I observe children
frolicking with dogs
and the emptiness
inside
grows
in proportion to unrequited tears
I know there are giggles
and laughter
but I can no more hear them
than the blind man can see
They skip and run with colored balloons
let loose into the sky
rising
falling
I feel
feet of lead
slipping below
silently slipping
deeper
My Cold
Silent
Indigo
Coat

I live in a room--dark
My room has no door, for my imagination is not
so great

641. Come Ply My Waters

Fear
Doubt
Worry
Hurt
as
Air
Water
Food
Roof

Happiness
Joy
Compassion
Love
as
Desert
Mirage
Sun
Thirst


T: I want to thank you.

E: For what?

T: The last thing an unhappy person wants to hear is that they shouldn't be unhappy.

E: (kisses his forehead)

T: (pulls her tight)

E: Penny for your thoughts.

T: If I were a cup . . .

E: Yes?

T: You'd be my water. And you know what?

E: What?

T: I don't think I could survive much longer, without you, than I could without water.

E: Well, baby, if you feel that way, come ply my waters.

640. I Made You Tea

Overheard, Trev and Em:

T: I made you tea. What more can I do?

E: I gave you my smile. What more do you need?

T: Be the Hall for the strings of my voice.

E: Do you not see infinity in the glint of my eyes?

T: Only the moment in the curve of your lip.

E: Show me.

Intermission: A Day at Work

Behavior speaks
Words don’t
Past unfolds
Truth won’t

Assumptions made
Apologies not
Righteous rain
Falling hot

Agendas blind
Heated heads
Midnight labor
Fixed beds

Eyes stare
Seeing deuce
Mind moving
Running loose

Fingers numb
Pen dry
Report due
Noon high

Views recorded
Opinions weighed
Stories told
Loudly neighed

Anticipation dew
Upon brow
Action considered
Confounds how

Hands tied
Bloody hue
Judgment demands
Quarter due

Relationships matter
Scores deceive
This most
I believe

639. My Humble Plea

ed note: another first in the story--the chapter below is in alternating verse (Kyra speaks first, then John) and uses an alternating rhyme structure, giving each character a unique voice, so to speak. John has made his decision as to whether he and Ariel will stay or go (with Bravo)--Enjoy.


Have you a decision made
I ask if only
hope should fade

I have, I have
a decision prayed
and just this morn, I did made

Pray tell my friend
this decision made
Judge not I, to pretend

My daughter, Ariel
as you know
needs a place, in order to grow

Of course I know
the child is first
seeds to sow, upon the row

Yes, this is true
I have no doubt
nor no need, for me to shout

No need to explain
my dear friend
my heart is not in pain

Quite the contrary
my kiss in a bubble
but I must explain, to keep from trouble

I am afraid
I do not understand
nothing here have you played

Yes, yes, you are right
for the girl I asked
carries upon her visage, no mask

She is a treasure
apple of our eye
how else to measure

Well, your treasure
I am here to say
has told me, she wants to stay

Stay, stay you say
how could you
with so many words, delay

Delay my dear
would take intent
and that certainly, would I repent

Might you may
on bended knee
my heart you lay, on silver tray

Then bended knee
it shall be
I pray you accept, my humble plea

638. To Our Lust

Trev to Em. A little something for her pillow, penned while she was in the shower. Translated from the original Hynerian.


I lie in bed
my wooden head
a nail I see
sharp point to my forehead held

My wood is soft
fir or pine perhaps
the effort needed
not all that great
(the effort required
neither compass nor maps)

My head is still
still like death
brown I think
the hue of, not much left

Hold me baby
in your arms
hold me sweetness
within your lap

I feel your nails
upon my scalp
raking thoughts
like autumn leaves

Thoughts of deer
perhaps a doe
run through my mind
as water down a row

I feel your warmth
oven mitt safe
and dream of rivers
gushing over my face

I want to stand
where only the few
are given the privilege
to partake a screw

You will gladly bend
from hip to toe
as I prepare the rod
for slake and plough

Smile you will
of that I promise
for the sheath revealed
will do asunder

A tear perhaps
of joy and wonder
we will kiss
as stolen plunder

I shall take
what I deem to be mine
and you will give
me sweetest wine

Drink we will
to our lust
you and I, lover
forever must

Headache gone
and plans most tragic
by fingers divine
if not magic

637. Through the Waterfall

Em: What is that?

Trev: Another poem.

Em: Can I see it?

Trev: No.

Em: Oh, come on, let me see it.

Trev: I said no.

Em: I'll take it from you.

Trev: (gives her a look)

Em: You know I can.

Trev: Alright.


Within the Sturm und Drang of battle
I stood in bristling silver
friend and foe as walls
within a small village

I swung my instrument
or so I thought
for where one fell
two or more ought

In blur and swoosh, my head
I lost, while planted;
the cut was clean, merciful
of this I was granted

An arc of one motion
swing and fall
as head to ground
midnight quiet

As space expanded
a solitary voice
spoke in fear not clothed
a naked thought

A walking through the waterfall
clean and pure and bright
of all that could have been
had but I, embraced the light

Trev: I know it seems, well, less than romantic.

Em: Really?

Trev: Look, here is all you need to know. You are the light.

Em: (smiles)

Trev: Now come give me the affirmation found only in the dark.