Heart Attack

This morning loading the laundry

Filling the machine

My back a pull a cramp a stab

Near the shoulder blade

Pain that lingers as I type

And goes right round to my chest

It will come to my heart

My heart which has been under

Attack most of my life

Pulled out of me as by a Mayan

Priest given up to the Chac Mool

So many times the knife of love

Not quite unrequited

Has cut right into you my heart

It will come finally the so called real heart

Attack the kindest of all freeing me of pain

High

High

High on the joys of life

Appreciating the mountain hike

No less the gushing waterfall

Delighting in the wetness of the sea

Jumping over the cool waves of sunrise

Over the Earth up to the stars

Beneath you the whole gorgeous world

Jack, 7/19/11

Eventide

Even in memory they are the same

Sunrise sunset

Hues of promise hues of completion

Life's brilliance opening up

Rising like an erection

Life's brilliance receding

Like the face of someone loved

Gone

My summer draws to a close

Already

I am not ready

Fall offers a season of color and repose
Yet its beauty is in decay

Let me go on with our summer play

Let me dance in your spring

Your abundance yet

Let us dance warm nights to our song

We lovers where nothing's either right or wrong

Jack

 July 2011