unfulfilled love - unrequited love - love relinquished - life unlived...
poetry from the heart...
POETRY FROM THE HEART - my own words dedicated to all the words left unspoken, the acts left undone - the love unlived unfulfilled -

i dance with you...only in dreams...
WANDER OVER TO MY OTHER CAMPFIRES and LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE SAND...
tweet me, but tweet me gently, please!
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
What can I hold you with?
I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the
moon of the jagged suburbs.
I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked
long and long at the lonely moon.
I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts
that living men have honoured in bronze:
my father's father killed in the frontier of
Buenos Aires, two bullets through his lungs,
bearded and dead, wrapped by his soldiers in
the hide of a cow; my mother's grandfather
--just twentyfour-- heading a charge of
three hundred men in Peru, now ghosts on
vanished horses.
I offer you whatever insight my books may hold,
whatever manliness or humour my life.
I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never
been loyal.
I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved,
somehow --the central heart that deals not
in words, traffics not with dreams, and is
untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.
I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at
sunset, years before you were born.
I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about
yourself, authentic and surprising news of
yourself.
I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the
hunger of my heart;
I am trying to bribe you
with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.
and she said to him:
i'll take it...
Friday, July 24, 2009
FAMILY FUN ON THE WAY...
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
hither, my love...

hither my love!
here i am! here!
with this just-sustain'd note
i announce myself to you -
this gentle call is for you, my love -
for you!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
the confession...

what you knew from the very first and
from moment to moment
through all its changes...but it will
relieve me to tell you how
my love has greatened...when first
i broke the silence...oh, believe me,
believe me, i loved you then,
but i loved you so much
less than now,
because i did not know
how much greater you
were then
as now...
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
the kiss...
On this miserable paper?
I might as well
open the
window
and
kiss
the
night
air.”
- franz kafka -
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
the love child...

Love can transpose
to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes,
but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
And therefore is love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd...
Monday, July 13, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
in dreams...

Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the sparkling silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
As sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope, love of finished years.
O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,
Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,
Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet;
Where thirsting longing eyes
Watch the slow door
That opening, letting in, lets out no more.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live
My very life again though cold in death:
Come back to me in dreams, that I may give
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:
Speak low, lean low,
As long ago, my love, how long ago.
i vedremo nei miei sogni , amore mio
on words defined...
characterized by intense emotion; ardent love; an ardent lover; a torrid love affair
unbridled - adj.
impetuous - adj.
flaming - adj.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
yesterday today tomorrow...
Monday, July 6, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
the key...
Thursday, July 2, 2009
peace versus chaos
to find
inner peace and harmony -
but i find only
chaos ambivalance and lust -
- so do i -
my heart cannot forget...
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
to love and leave...
i will leave and never come back
you would do that for me?
yes
why?
because i do not want to ever
cause you consternation
i never want to cause you hurt
or to cause you pain -
if you look me in the eyes
right this minute and
tell me to leave
i will
and
i will never come back
i can't do that
i know but if you "need" me to
i will
you would?
yes
thank you for saying that
it means so much to me -