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Love In My Arms II (new, longer revised version)
love in my arms
here then gone
comes and goes
like a rare
moon tide
sunrise soon
brightened
into new day
but its clearness
only added
to my ever deepening
confusions
evening eventually
arrived
masked in its
comfortable disguise
down to the beach
as night
slowly fell
drawn out to
the end
of a lonesome
granite jetty
i gazed out into
the vast empty
darkness
of this now
vanished gulf
where i stood
transfixed
surrendered completely
for quite a few
unknown minutes
soothingly punched
wholly caressed
by strong
pummeling gusts
of this constantly
rushing
salty gulfs winds
my face sweetly kissed
by fine misty showers
of sea spray
sent flying
from off crashing waves
as theyd slam
into the jetty
all around me
then as i
slowly
turned around
facing the dimly lit
nocturnal beach
and the seventeen
foot high
concrete seawall
i looked up
at its towering
streetlights
diffuse illumination above
cast down upon
the darkened beach
below
slithering down
and over
the wet mirror like
hard pack sands
left by rhythmic
sweep of tides
reflecting on out
from there
into the rushing
shoreline surf
so deeply entranced
by the sight by the sound
by the smell by the taste
by the touch by the intimate feel
and sweet harmonious motion of it all
as all i beheld
held me so intimately back in return
but then
unexpectedly opened up
within me here tonight
some even darker well
of simultaneously
even deeper introspective thoughts
of self suppressed subconscious pain
where all my darkest
innermost ghosts
and personal demons
which for decades of years
ive so fearfully
so frustratingly
so tragically
and grievously
so inhumanely to myself
in such socially traumatized
deeply embedded cold fear
been forced by this world
ive grown up in
to have to deny reject
and so painfully keep hidden away
from everyone
even myself
as best i could l
any natural
self expression at all
of simply and freely just being
this true me
this beautiful being
this body heart mind
spirit and soul
born perfectly fine
yet uniquely different
just as we all are
so too am i
which ive always been and still am
since day one on
but alas
to no avail for me now
after all of these
long lost forever gone
futile wasted years
flown by
for here tonight
it seems
theyve somehow
broken free
and suddenly now
arisen
out here in this
peaceful
most isolated place
where im
swallowed up
in relative safety
by nights
all encompassing darkness
but where
it seems
im the one
whose
so well hidden
here now
completely unseen
by anyone
out at the end
of this wind whipped
wave splashed
rock groin
granite jetty
where
alone
i stood there
like some long lost
ghost
sunk off deep
in the elemental
peace
and relative inner calm
of this rare
brief
precious respite
just far enough away
from the relentless
toxic noise
and never ending
stress
of this crazy
disconnected
self destructive
human world
wondering
about my life
should i laugh
or should i cry
face this pain
of my unspeakable truth
or surrender completely
to the quieter peace
that faintly calls
to me up here
gazing so heavily down
with all my being
with all my heart and soul
at all this
hypnotically moving
forever beckoning
mysterious black water
rising and falling
heaving and rolling
crashing and splashing
all around me here
so deeply entranced
so reflectively listening
with my desperate all
to its boundless fluid spirits
ever present open invitations
ever tempting
ever peaceful
transcendent ethereal call
love in my hands
my heart in the dark
so desperately seeking
some resolvable solution
some final answer
to years and years
of all my unanswered
futile prayers
some way to bring
some peaceful end
to my torturous dark secrets
innermost battles
long ongoing struggles
merciless grip on my life
choking my truth
right out of my
very last drops
of whatevers now left
of my basic free wills
profoundly diminished
human desire
to want to live
or survive any longer
here in this sad broken
oh so lonesome world
much less even believe
that i could ever begin to thrive
or ever learn how to
nor even come to
ever truly flourish here
at this point of my so called life
in this badly broken
disconnected
consciously unawakened
ego centered world
through a lifetime
of deeply conditioned
deeply programmed
socio cultural
historic denial
of my very being
keeping me from ever
fully or truly believing
that i too could
or might ever create
have live
nor freely share with others
any kind of truly happy
selfless inspiring
comfortably successful
open healthy
joyously more meaningful
so called
more normal human life
this time around
which has brought me here tonight
where i came
so very close
to choosing
and creating
my own final
end to it all
but here
in the end somehow
for whatever
unknown
mysterious reason
i just couldnt
bring myself
to do it
which leaves me
here now
yet again
with no clear
answers found
nor final solutions
sweet resolve
to set me free
at last
from this seemingly
treasonous fate
but i guess
that desperate hope
was just not
meant to be
so easily fulfilled
here tonight
as all my
quandaried feelings
thoughts confusions
cloudy
fractured
complexly tangled
lack of any clearer
understanding
left here
so empty and lost
in the increasingly
exhausting wake
of no answer
nor solution
to my desperate
hopes
and futile prayers
still so sadly
stuck
feeling so tragically
lost
here in this
lonesome
false life limbo
of seemingly
never ending lostness
just how much
longer
how much more
of this hidden pain
of its heavy
unspoken shame
and its unbearable
life of lies
can i take
can i stand
can i bear or endure
here in this
heartless world
anymore
love in
my hands
my heart
in the dark
where all my
understanding
still slips
so futilely away
in vain
like sand
through my fingers
in nights
deep longing
constantly blowing
strong nocturnal embrace
of this all encompassing
spiritually uplifting
transformationally accepting
transcendently healing
sweetly nurturing
benevolently loving
truly life saving
great vast gulf of mexicos
ever present unifying
conscious living
truly sacred
winds
and
waves
ive been
so truly blessed
through life
and grace
to so intimately
to so
wondrously
know
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