The Children

Balloon 10

Bless the children
My fruits of life
The darling ones
Made in my image
And of her love
They are the treasures
Held palm to palm
The delight I take
From bounty spread
My flesh, my soul
These have grown
In the circling
The years flown
They the sparks
To light the vastness
Of my dark

Written January 27, 1996
(desmond)

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Now, Love

Empty rooms

To the empty bed go now, love,
To the shadow left
Where the crushed scent fled
The broken stalks were strewn
The torn deaf petals flew
Hearing not the singing from the moon,
Take your place now, love,
In the dust the minutes grow
For the ivory of the bones
The rust is shown, the stains
Where the wines were spilled
In the candlelights of dusk glow
To the lone dream bend low, love,
To the pillow lush in murmering spent
Entangling sleep where joys went
Lay your heart down now, love,
Where sighs alone go

Written January 19, 1996
(desmond)

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The Last Page

Elizabeth Messina fashion photo

Let the last page float off
Into the dark fingers the moon kisses
To gleam like a jewel may it be
Polished by the breath I gave
Back to the world from sky of day,
The last page
I’ll hold it for the moment it is mine
Then let the heart twirl it away
From the blood and tears and pulse
That made it
The scrap that it is
Of the scent of you

Written January 28, 1996
(desmond)

Image: Elizabeth Messina

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Threads

Blue moon and thread

“The harp of the sad night
Plays now in the eventide
Here my meal of day is done
Finished now my fruits of sun
The walk alone in fields of moon
Begun

I carry this within my chest
Memories of days we blessed
In laughter and the singing songs
Spill of love like wines and juice
Sips I sipped from the heart of you
Long ago in nights long gone
In twilight carried now
Threads of knots I loosed.”

Written January 20, 1996
(desmond)

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