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CommonMan

as carefree as common man
flinging a bone up into the air
yelling ‘Adam come get me!’
the dance of nakedness
as a group of dogs jump with –
racing for the toy in the valley of
mountains.

in union with a woman
carrying a champagne bottle
saying’ look what i stole from Pérignon!’

Lets you and i be the last weekend of Summer
behind the hidden gates of a garden
no one watching or concerned
– listen to the dogs beyond the campfire
chasing rabbits down the fox hole.

we’ll avoid the trials of Winter
leave hwy 11 to claim lives not ours
-by Spring
it will all be out of our system

and the dogs will sleep by our feet.

*Common man –  after viewing a painting entitled ‘Salon Dogs’ by Susannah Martin

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Knowing there is more than you…

love is a partnership after
a person has fulfilled your wants
after the physical relationship has been served on a dish –
and maturity is becoming more than an obligation.

love is a decision on whether you will continue to be –
while striving to become one.

love is not under the stars
or a piece of paper making your union – law.
love is more than a religious ceremony –
candles and translated words.

love is a commitment to one another
to the possible future of others
it is the promise to share heaven
while taking on earths tribulations.

love is not forced scenery
or choreographed toasts under a circus tent.

instead love is a blessing
a recognition that life starts
from the fruits of labour and
and transitions beyond our human form.

love is more than that spoken humanity
life is more than luck or
striving to earn a plateau of comfort
rather it is rooted in faith.

love is realizing more than yourself
or the person you are committed to
-the offspring
which enter through the physical torch of night….

love is looking up and promising
to take what you each have at this moment
making it more –

-recognizing the reason of heaven and why-

and when life comes to whatever end
love is what carries on into the next

beyond the science
beyond religion beyond law….

-the circle of all three in three and more-

not because the other person filled the voids within you or vice versa
but
because love joined you each in the middle
and carries on….

beyond this life
beyond the next…..
and waits for you both

until both are ready to complete the realization of one
within the entirety of everything.

love is.


A v.s EH

 

under the roof top
the ukulele sound –
rain
dancing past the eaves trough
you-
sharing the window
the dog-
sits on lap and laughs
more depressed about the weather
than both of us combined.

let’s go to Hawaii
the rain there will be warm
-you
can wear a grass skirt
sway to my ukulele
more erotic than a voyeurs window.

but i don’t want to miss this Cndn weather –
leaves red and rich purple
colours with deeper meaning
than all the rest of Ontario
-how will they look on the ground?

the record player is playing a CD –
a USB ripped from previous vinyl
-no it’s not a Ukulele
it’s a green cover with a snake rail photo
CBC recorded off the back porch
while it rained – and all the names of
the county were spoken.

‘no i do not love….
but over the hills and in….
(while I) rip open my shirt and say….’

(as you and the dog)

ignore my antics-
eaves trough dribbles
and the North Bay Fall
leaks
into my basement –
all the rich colours of
Autumn.


((E(v)E))

eve
she's....putting on the coffee
butterflies on her butt cheeks
((jeez) (eve))
put on some clothes
- or stir your finger i need the sugar.
eve
she's pasted on the bumper sticker
how many are in your family
does ((m(o)m)) look like her?

eve
she's looking over at adam
and he's dressed for the office
asking
'what is this? cabin wear?'
eve
you're in shadow
the cabin is barely lit in morning after
and the cup is to your lips
eve -
don't go back to the bedroom
stay.

eve
stay......

Athena Warrior

my Canadian warrior -
i track you across the screen
and spell your name.
in camouflage you hide yourself
waiting to see if i indeed
love you more....

but i can not.

for our love is equal
but your beauty surpasses mine
and your generosity knows no bounds.

i learn your name
and it is
Warrior Bird

i wait in your nest to be fed
a baby bird flying through the sky
with star gazing eyes
knowing....

tonight
i will step to the edge
and drop off with you

in the morning
we will have breakfast in another town
rest our bodies from a night of travel
until once again you leave

leaving me
to track and then chase you -
across the screen
proving we can each love

more than the other
-more than the other thinks
realizing in flight

we are equals.....

Best Promises

do you have time for a coffee?
we could go to Napanee
but nobody goes there
unless it's for a home hardware tee.
so Belleville maybe
visit the BDIA wares and tears
search for the word - whats the best word to describe?
do you have time for a glass of red?
we could go off an old settlement road
taste France before France realizes
we could cross the border and not check point anything
just tell them we came for rally and debates.
do you have time to shoot a word past me?
i'm reaching out and calling the bullshit -
what's the word?

the game is the word

get ahead of the game but then move on -

do you have time to debate the weather with me?
we could sit out by the lake
jump in an R.V and wish time had no map.
it's 10 minutes past August already
and we've decided on a provincial park
where the dogs must be muzzled
and the wine must be bagged
where the firewood must be paid for
and beer won't be overheard by the neighbours
complaining about our music.
do you have time for a coffee?
it's the necessary evil of heaven
a Canadian must a'do similar to British tea on
the back burner of the old country home in
Read.

But are we still in Ontario?
yes - just north enough to be perfect
whispering along the treeline
i am so happy that i must be lonely
just so i have something i can
still relate to.

Do you have time for a coffee?
Muskoka smoked Cuban with a hint of campfire.
we had to get away from the area.
leave the AHL of tax credits for a good ol'
OHL game - wondering if the walk down the street
is worth the effort
after a long day of doing nothing but enjoying the 
back porch view.

Let's grab a beer and know no one picks up the phone
sends an email - or bothers to say hello.....
let's make promises we never intend to keep
a couples date on date night - arguing over the best movie to take in.
- no darling
let's not feel so lonely - in the alone time.

it's what we've always wanted
while the cars whiz past in non stop country fashion
moving as time moves on a road that no longer understands
6 a.m and 6 p.m only - because the work week - babe...
never ends....

what are you fighting for?

when religion goes against love
church hiding itself in the linguistics of legality...
when condemnation keeps you from sharing the wedding feast
sitting by the bedside for one last or a first chance....

when the discussion is only an argument
ending before the interesting or counter axis....
when disturbing the nest is the focal point
a reaction in wait with desperate hope....

when change is in the air
and it scares.....
when hope is only for this lifetime
the rallying point has a finish line.....

when love is the greatest gift....



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