Friday, September 26, 2014

Sunrise Ceremony [sonnet]

What if I should write a quaint poem worthy of you?
would the world survive the astonishment of its lines?

what if each unpredicted phrase shone deep & true
would you instantly grasp what heart flirts in its signs?

O but what should the poem declare? might it extoll
how pure happiness in the curve your smile resides?
ought the verse proceed to bewail your injured toe?
might it recollect the gentle wash of Malibu tides?

say we dawdle beside a salt wave that astounds us

can our words nab the exactitude of its grace?
when a universe boasting cotton clouds surrounds us
& in this world what if I glimpse the ravishing face

of a love whom I can address in inadequate lines?
the benighted soul for such perfect poetry pines

Saturday, September 20, 2014

maloom  [rubai]

If maybe I am the friend of you 
I'll maybe descry no end of you
if maybe yours be mine own hid heart 
how many the ways I'll wend of you!