Brothers

Comfort of brothers in true love’s hold forevermore

With no distance unbridgeable between two hearts

Beating together in symphonious adoration of joy

That comes when simply being together ~ brother

To brother ~ without another betwixt or between

To sever such an heavenly bond forged in the fires

Of eternal flames burning on the altars of Arcadia

As one rests so safely upon the bosom of the other

~ brother companions and lover friends evermore ~

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Night Flowers of the Child

Bring me flowers of night dear child of light

In your flight of fancy so high, so wild,

Never meek nor mild in this waking dream

When we now possess only what is best

In youth taking wing to bring down a star

From afar off in heaven while we sing,

And smiles come from the flowers you bring

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Boyhood Hero, or The Rescuer

For you to make my rescue by silver sharp interruption

Of bland childhood in hues of lovingly brave exaltation

By an insurrection of the heart without incrimination

And my soul dreamed of only your beauty and my duty

To an elegant hero rescuing me from prosaic childhood

For the good of imagination being perfectly understood

With me resting in your strong arms safe from all harm

Speckles of Freckles

Speckles of freckles splashed across your face

With dancing eyes lancing all who look in joy

At the prancing spirit welling up from inside

Of an open heart occupied by love amplified

By heaven with leavening grace in sure place

Of everything that should be right by the light

Of an immortal youth never fading or abating

Place Love Above All: An Abhanga

Placing love above all
In the heart of a child
So very free and wild
To kiss sweet cheek

New song sung for the young
Who’ve just begun to dance
With cosmic happenstance
On world’s bright stage

Now comes the vision free
Of brighter tomorrow
With what God will bestow
In liberty

 


Note: The abhanga, an Indian form of poetry, means “the completion” and is a stanzaic form commonly used for devotional poetic composition although it has also been used for cynicism, satire and reflective moods. It was popular from the 13th thru 17th centuries Marathi Region of India and is described as complex and classic.
The Abhanga is:
  • stanzaic, written in any number of quatrains (4 line stanzas).
  • syllabic, 6/6/6/4 syllables each
  • L2 and L3 rhyme. Often internal rhyme is employed. End rhyme scheme x a a x , x being unrhymed.

The All-Alone Prince

One boy stands in the grand kingdom hall with ball in hand,
But no one with whom to play as yet another day slips away,
And it might as well be made of sand, this castle unmanned;
But in the distance he could hear the brilliance of happiness
Across the land as citizens played in cascade of joy unafraid,
And so he looked around, thought and tried to make sense…
This one lonely boy, this all-alone prince

He struggles to recall when he had last heard another footfall
Even very sedately in this stately mansion with no companion
Upon whose breast to lay his weary head, no chest with heart,
But only stone statues to mock with bone crushing vacant eyes
And lies of life never to come into his cold, stone castle home,
Yet he could almost see on the breeze sweet-smelling incense,
This one lonely boy, this all-alone prince

He ventures into formal dinning hall lined with tall windows,
Solid oak table set with fine china, crystal for wine so divine,
But no feast as yet blesses the board for this very young lord,
Whose peaceful people eat well from their own storage cells,
And of their dinner he caught whiff as he grew ever thinner,
And gold he’d have sold for a friend but he had not a pence…
This one lonely boy, this all-alone prince

One lonely boy lies down to die beneath silver silken sheets,
To listen to the slowing beats of heart, to play a better part
In realms much higher where the fire of life is ever burning,
No spirit churning for love, caught in despair, peace sought
But never brought into the soul seeking soothing serenity,
To this grandest destiny his greatest journey to commence,
This one lonely boy, this all-alone prince