The Final Hour

In this world

our mortal chains wear us down

but could the greater heights of heaven

be shared with you now?

 

For on this earth,

a lovers’ paradise have we made and shared

but in the greater heights of heaven

could a non-believer be spared?

 

Bound by our coils

we would dance until Death’s delight

but would that final hour

extinguish our love’s last light?

 

Cast out to paradise alone

I would to God’s mercy entreat

to spare my lover’s unbelieving

that to our maker we both could meet

To Calculate Infinity

A single moment;

Captured and framed in time:

Your naked body

Propped against the pillow;

Head tilted with curiosity

To one side

Watching me

Gaze at you

from the doorway

As you captured my nakedness

With a fierce tenderness

That could calculate infinity

I thought then

and I still think now

That

Your lips’ red

was as delicate

and sweet

as roses

turned towards the sun

Oh how I came undone

when they planted soft,

wet kisses on my cheek

to the rhythm of each heartbeat

The Milk of Your Bones

Home is to sleep
Next to the milk of your bones
My soul is quietened; I am no longer alone

Sheltering in the shadow of your embrace
My fingers trace
The graceful curve of your hips
And my tongue your lips

Take me in your hands and wash me
In the juice of our love
For I know you understand
Time stretches us out
Pale and uncertain

Bathing us in a pool of memory
To cleanse the stain of yesterday’s tomorrow
And all that became hollow

The Next Greatest

This poem is dedicated to the late Welsh poet Nigel Jenkins.

 

You wrote your Death

On the periphery of Life

Unknowing that Death writes itself

In leaves that are turned over and over,

Even the lucky-leaved clover

Planted face-first into the ground, soil-dwelling forever

 

In that eternal Autumn

Whose blood-red leaves never ceased to fall

Caught on the wind in flight

As Death catches us all

 

You chose to observe from such great heights

And we watched you look down from above

Your best lesson to us in life that

The next greatest to Death is Love

My Moonflower

From the moon of your face

Flow waves of bounteous desire

Emanating back and forth

Through flickering candle fire

 

Illuminating the flowering grace

Of your rose petal lips

That pursed in dreaming

Await to be kissed by

 

The pull of Gravity

That brings you back down to Earth

Awakening from sleep

As from the waters of your birth

 

I dig myself in so that my traces may you keep

In the heart of my moonflower, anchored crater deep

Under Another Sun

Floating over this salty skin

My mind wonders in waves, crashing against the shore

Contemplating if life could ever be as it was before

 

As these tears soak

The skin you kissed,

Its taste the sensation

You said you had always missed

 

But now the gain of our greeting

Is lost in sad goodbyes

 

Until under another sun

We will learn to run

Arm in arm again

 

Until under another moon

We will learn to heal the hearts

That broke too soon

 

Until under another sky

We will learn much more

Than just the simple touch of rain

 

We will lift up life’s sorrows,

To no longer drown in its pain

Goodnight Is Not Goodbye

Goodnight my dearest one, goodnight!

We return to the place where dreams lie

But for now, it’s not goodbye

 

Not until the stars

That burn within your eyes

Begin to fade

And the tongue that speaks

Soft words of love

Suddenly has nothing to say

 

No, not until my arms

So full of life begin to weigh down

With the burden of Death

Carrying its reeking smell

Heavy upon me

Like an albatross around my neck

 

Nay, lover

You are to me as beautiful

As a small bird, frail and injured

In the palm of my hand;

 

I am there to protect,

You are there to understand

Life’s nature

Goes on insufferably

Until the day we die

 

But until that moment is upon us

Let us say goodnight

And not goodbye…

Rayos de Amor

Eres el sol

Que brilla en mi ventana

Con tus rayos tan fuertes

Calientas mi alma

 

Soy la sombra profunda

Que te sigue

Te espero con calma

Cuando me pides

 

Tu pecho es la fruta

Que me da la energía de amar

Tu fuerza interna

Me ayuda a respirar

 

Como una madre que cuida a sus hijos

Me has acogido bajo tus alas

Esperando el día

En que puedan volar

 

Y aún en la tormenta

Sé que mi fe en ti aumenta

Mientras te tengo por dentro

En el oscuro silencio

 

Donde el amor no se encuentra muy lejos

Pero seguro en el fondo de mi corazón

El sitio donde las palabras se esconden

Nos encontraremos de nuevo:

 

Vivas y con el verano

Brillando desde tu cara

 

ENGLISH:

 

‘Rays of Love’

 

You are the sun

That shines through my window

With your rays so strong

You warm my soul

 

I am the deep shadow

That follows you

I wait for you patiently

For whenever you need me

 

Your bosom is the fruit

That gives me the energy to love

Your inner strength

Helps me to breathe

 

Like a mother who cares for her children

You have taken me under your wings

Waiting for the day

That they can fly

 

And even in the storm

I know my faith in you increases

While I hold you within

The dark silence

 

Where love is not found far

But safe in the bottom of my heart

The place where words are hidden

We will meet again:

 

Alive and with the summer

Shining from your face

There You’ll Find Me

Spots of sunshine

Fly over the page

The sun still shines

When there’s nothing to say

 

In the place where

Silence reigns supreme

I will still be with you

In the fragments of a dream

 

Swimming in shadows,

Sheltered by waves of peace

There you’ll find me

Scattered like autumn leaves

 

Under a tree in the shade

(Your eyes squinting to see

At what lies beneath)

Rolled out like parchment

 

My shapeless form stretches out, waiting

To be mapped by your hands

And coloured blue

In a sea of love that waits to kiss the land

The Day of the Rose

In memory of Saint George

 

 

And she came to stay

On that fine Saint George’s day

For her, this mighty dragon lies slain

And from its spilt blood

Flowers a rose upon the grain

 

Shattered into pieces, scatter

Every inch of the beast

Jagged tokens of my love, my heart

Upon which you may feast

 

And grow the more splendorous

Budding into bloom

Telling the story of a lover’s beauty

That was to be sacrificed too soon