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What art thou, and what hidest thou,

Thou veil of fair material sense,

So thin, of baffling permanence?

What art thou, and what hidest thou,

Thick curtain, viewless to my sight,

But shutting me from power and light?

Grey clouds of morning barring rosy skies,

Barring the Hand which made me from mine eyes.

Sometimes from that most glorious shore

Where Christ the Lord sits evermore

comes a faint wind; aside one moment rolls

the awful curtain; on our trembling souls

A vision of the Eternity which is,

Hath been, and ever shall be, very nigh

To the dear dreaming earth sweeps gloriously.

Moments hear us symphonies of Heaven.

A moment see blue depths thro' vapors raven, --

Then darkness steals upon us, and we seem

As though our hearts had fir'd at some unstable dream

Again the stern and soulless laws of nature drag

Us unrelenting, crushing those who lag;

We hear no spheral hymns; the subtle soul

Which works or sobs around us flies our coarse control;

The oratorio of the waves is dumb,

Nor from the sighing groves do any voices come.

The household angels who walk'd with us melt

Into thin air, their present love unfelt;

And while their white wings glimmer far and faint,

Lo! Where the prophet preach'd, men seek the sculptur'd saint.

Ah! we have glorious days when we seem knit

To some great Heart, whose loving beat is round,

Above, below us, and the waves reply,

And the winds whisper when they catch the sound.

We walk as gods; a power is in our eyes,

Constraining others; and a finer flow,

A deeper meaning, in our utterance lies,

A grander breadth of purpose on our brow.

Is this the Possible held up before us,

In the warm summer of our fitful spring,

When Christ's full bounteous presence shall be o'er us,

And like a sun shall perfect everything?

The whole air is conspiring

and ravening thunder rumbles

your image turns in my head

obscure as dark, rolling clouds

Lightning curls, flickers

piercing

Yes, I long for your hand on

my damp skin

a hot breath enters my window --

a gasp,

then sweet, hard raindrops

sweet, hard raindrops

to wet the needy earth

Teenage Suicide

I thought of dying

gazing into the black, seductive ice water

so glassy and so tranquil

I thought of dying

but in my place

Death's bony embrace

clutched listless children

gnawed by hunger;

prisoners on death row

detritus of their own childhoods;

poor shepherds grazing blunt-toothed animals

on landmined hillsides

I thought of dying,

to throw myself away

so much landfill

If it's no use to me

I could give it

I can holler with my lungs

at injustice

join hands in protest

at brutality

I realized that I had long been dead

but I could choose instead

to reawake

and be alive for them

Dream lover

Like a dark angle

Fallen form the sky

Looming over me.

Offer me with your inviting hand

Let me reach for you

I can fell it……

The coldness you radiate

In you

Only in you.

We embrace passionately

And melt into each other

Even the darkest moments feel like heaven is alive

My cares take to flight

My hear starts to soar

When you whisper the words

“I need you…”

For I need you too

Two souls become one

My sweet lover

Tell my your staying

Give me your fatal back kisses

And let me be your bitch

In immortal love

Forever and ever…….