5 GOLD POEMS

1.

Resurrected at the end of the Nile

The fists of the rain and the windswept flowers

He crawled like a child in and out of your mansions

The hero whose name was one letter long

Over and over again roads exploded

Leaving a spiral staircase of smoke

I saw some ascending with their champagne cork souls

Bouncing off the clouds

I saw windows in the sun where two people were eating

And dark shapes of fish beneath my feet

Across the blue mountain a woman was running

Sails in her blood snapped all through the night

Thick as a lake her hair was rustling

Winters and Springs landing like different lovers’ kisses

We turn the wheels of our bodies and feelings

We wonder who owns the golden world

And I called out with a dozen or more voices

Crying and screaming like all the others

When I ran out of breath and found in my silence

A perfect little bird

2.

O house where the branches of maple are knocking

O pleasure of seeing the white rose again

Affix strands of lightning to everyone present

Hold our attention at the dawn of the Bulk Age

Dreams of entering castles in gauntlets of fire

A drop of sweat on the eaves of my beloved's lip

While out there, drumming in the distance:

The factories of madness

O do not close thine heart on me

Joanne with the anise breath

Where in the forests are our children dancing?

Floating over brooks of melted snow

Now I cannot feel the bluntness of gold against my cheek

Days wash over me as I gaze at the sobbing stars

3.

Wildflowers float with the dust of America

You went with your kindred across marble bridges

Pointing at windows that caught the sun

Something in the arms of the lady on the sidewalk

The tropical streets, buying coffee flavored candies

Green boats tipping in our hearts

(There are certain animals with dew-like eyes)

And schoolgirls singing in the square

You see me standing in front of our hotel

In the wind that made your earrings swing

In a limousine somewhere you're being reincarnated

The day no one missed their train

We dance while the sun comes up over the street

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"Where's my dark hat?" I ask angrily

"I threw it in the sea," you say

And a hummingbird lands on

The gold handle of a briefcase

4.

The day's begun the day's begun

The children run the little birds from little trees

Across the fields they play till noon the moon like a medal

Won

And roads so clear and hugged by grass

And the brass of passion plays

A song

Towards itself towards the world

The sun

The flight of hundreds

Thousands

All

They give to me

What I give to thee

But dyed in the wine

Of the sea

The stars the stars my love my love

Each pinned to the night and so alone

They burn in the palm of Infinity's hand

They burn and they whisper between the winds

"Welcome home, my inner one

I see your lips are still warm as gold

And your body fair as a flower . . . "

5.

I am lost but not for long

Hidden in the night my song

Stirs within the Marsh of Love

Lifts its wings before the sun

Rises up to hail the earth

Priceless as the gold of birth