johanna_lea

"who are your people?"
folks need to know
to put you in context..
then you're home free
home sweet home

ice cubes tea glasses
soothing soft voices and
manners to die for
a sentimental education
engraved on the heart

my struggling senses
sink into perfected metaphors
deep fragrance unfolds
seductive .. soporific
the abundant perfume
of genteel paradise

in this world
light assumes form
pure spirit arrives
poked and prodded into
a human condition...
a reasonable facsimilie
til death ~
and ecstatic
return to light

confederacy of dunces
cacophony of memes
virtual community

of what use
is a heart unbroken?
a lump of muscle
bereft of light
love and despair

the duchess ~

the hurried clucking begins
as she grandly sweeps
down marble stairs
a vision in rose and gold
as if for a fancy ball

stepping out
onto the veranda_she wields
a long silver spoon
showering corn everywhere
they are her darlings
they deserve no less
than to be fed by the
divine food goddess
with her shining scepter

jd

- all my relations -

according to einstein
all things living and unliving
are made of mass
which we call matter

the mass of physical objects
and the energy contained
within_are interchangeable
under his great conclusion
E=MC squared, stating:

essentially that matter
is nothing more than dense light
we are the same as mountains
rivers, rats, bears and chairs
envelopes, disc plows and cabbages
we are interchangeable
in essence, regardless of form.
we are all light-beings
we are all in this together
remember this

o fragrant brie
let me suck out
your succulent core
wrap me in your funky embrace
when you are ripe and ready
full rounded in your prime

lightening-struck.
lit up
direct current
blazing down those frail wires
long contrails of smokin' hot words
burning, as wings sag, heating
these crisped tangled neurons
to their melting point
the Fall.

anticipating morning light
ancient floorboards' pops and creaks
releasing all the daytime steps
as if i'd had the company
i crave, but it was only me.

- to my sweetheart -

a brand new life, no conscience where
the hearts and flowers fill the air
the ecstasy a new love brings
ultimately spreads its wings
leaves you to ordinary fare
no castle no more handsome king
that bird has flown and left you there.

and if you will remember me
my open heart, my company
the happiness that we once shared
is just a long-lost memory
no looking back - i am not there

sonnet day before valentine's day 2012