Little Horse
You Dream so
Of the Faeries that I know
Little Wisps and Faery Pipes
Heaven spent is Heaven given
Little Horse
You Dream so
Of the Faeries that I know

How can
I rather be
when
the day is
clustered
in your
apple eye
You are a
lovely apple
lovely shawl
aurora
grows
on sweetened lips
on
your
aurora
hair
Strange lapse
my awful passing
in to you ...
Strung like a strand
of pearls
on the sea's anemone

I don't want
to open my eyes
because then
I can't
see
anything ...
and
you
speak to me
in a
language
that is not yet
deciphered ...
So,
because of
your magnanimous heart,
I will sing
to you alone ...

Song:
Put bliss my love
on top
of bliss

And make this
my love

once upon
a certain century
of time ...

Still; what is this
intangible gift
that you have
for
me ...

will it hold me fast
to
the bedposts?

And where is
the deliverance of heaven

that I should pray
every day
to you alone?

And do
please
tell me
as it was meant
to be ...

who are
the
false
pretenders
to the
throne?

I dreamed that I was left
upon a hill
tied out and wide to these three
stakes ...
(in kind with some
sweet vengeance ...

[God] Your sweet hand
brushed against
my cheek today)
or was it a sparrow
that was in my heart
that made my joy
beat up so hard
against the window pane?

I have a boy
who was magical
And such a lovely child; and
Sometimes he wore
A belt around his chest,
So his heart
Would not fall out ...
then he was put in a room
that had a steel door
Because the world would
not agree
That children
Like adults
have broken hearts
before they die

I have two suitors,
one is
black
and one is
white
one
is day
and one is night

One is remembered,
The other is
foreseen

The past is an empty barrel

The future of life
is a dream

I know
that God is light
and
that
His Spirit
and his likeness
are in
the clouds
As they are
in the fields
of colored light
where
all
the
flowers
dwell

I have seen
the dawn grow
from a moon-filled
hideaway
pillaging the dark
crescent
of sky
like an early
spring ...

they got caught
in a dead zone

and in that land
the dead
are more
mighty than the
living

and in that land
threads of life
meaning
to live were torn

and in that zone
where
the dead
hold sway

women and children
were swept away

Are you in eternal darkness?
or is it as Light as the
Wind and as bright as the sky
Bridges wait, stars fall ...
Is death a simple transference
From one particle to another ...
God waits for us all, and I am
Sure that we are as good
to Him in the morning
as well as in the evening ...
Adieu ...
For always, as I think
of you
in
silence
The apocalypse
is over.

I pray for
the wave
that will take
me ashore
to a place
of simple
tides

I rush into the
corners of
the valley
entering
the eye
of the
needle
crossing
the bare-breasted
stallion
crashing through
feathers of
light

entering the mouth
of (the vein)
where love's lessons
are all sweetly
remembered

love's lives
so starkly
comprehended ...

(between
the eye of
the needle
and heaven ...
I needed your
sun
in my
eye)

It seems so odd
it's like a dream
The bended arc
the shallow stream
We live our lives
and suffer more
Than giving grateful
on the shore

Your colliding
face
Into the habit
of my brain
my hair
my eyes

Blossoming down like
cool fruits
against the hot day
of an afternoon
of summer