Wednesday, February 20, 2008

A Cloud Speaks

               

and if i dream of you

       and if i dream of you

  and if i dream of you

 what is it to you, really

        who are someone else's dream

  i have been a mistaken cloud

     approaching the horizon again

    & it vanishes just as i arrive

  shows me a way to drift forever

  i saw a man on his back in a high field

    with soft animals gathered around him

it seemed the funniest thing

  to me,   a cloud

     that anyone should try to hold anything

  i mean the sky     is just a worried eyeball really

 and i am part of its blink

    what is he doing,
        that ridiculous shepherd

  i will rain on him like cold regret

    there are no umbrellas for sheep

  why does he just lie there

     smiling upwards into what i rain down

   his mouth open wide

      great hoops of laughter

   come out his ribcage...


     ridiculous creature


    i shall move on to more sensible fools

         ...this is quite embarrassing

         to my sense of cloud-gravitas

  
my proud cloud-avoirdupois

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Peter said...

You had me at 'ribcage'...

FALLING VALENTINE

Some days I’m the very smiling demon
I abhor on other days
my saintliness consumes me

so sure I don’t deserve remorse
I aggravate the dissipation
my desperate recoveries
require so often I remember

those who left my love behind those
who didn’t get to the canceled
seaside after all my fated
invulnerable travels

and then of course down there at last
there’s the nothing he wants me to be
because of the nothing I falling am.

William Keckler said...

thanks, bro.

i just fixed the last line..it was awkward...need a little more levity and even sound roll...

"my proud cloud-avoirdupois" should do the trick.

i love saying "avoirdupois."

this is a really beautiful Valentine, Peter...that's me, you caught me...if it's you too maybe we are the same person as someone once accused...

"j'accuse peter!"

but not really.

je t'embrasse.

in that nice brotherly way.

i have to stop watching these love films in my head.

as my friend tammy said when she threw a romance novel across the room and it bounced off the wall after breaking it's spine....

"ill NEVER get a man reading this shit!"

lol. i feel the same way about my thoughts...

close. but no closing.

i feel a very kestrel day coming on.

i feel very kestrel.

yeah.

that way.

Anonymous said...

Peter said...

Go Tammy...go cloud...go kestrel
take me too...

FALLING VALENTINE #2

Alcohol sworn enemy
of the soul and you weed
Lucifer’s BFF that
second F for fucking

but I won’t go down
that list of excarnational
retreats I’ve gone on

whose novenas for the dead
include a your name here
among the later prophets
and seminal martyrs

who taught a death so daily
and so devastating one gets
almost entirely over it in time.

William Keckler said...

OMG PETER!! "LUCIFER'S BFF"....that's evilicious...

you've been very rimbaudian, maudit in general today...

the last stanza brings to mind arthur's....

"the only unbearable thing in life is that everything is bearable.."

d'accord amigo