Can'T Say

I can’t say
where life begins
and death takes over:

Oh! I know of birth
and funerals--
what the church says
and what my gut
further tells me…

but my heart often
wanders above wings,
parting shadows
to a place alone
where I encounter
a loving presence
my feeling no need
to define...

I have read those volumes 
both blessed and cursed

tongued caramel ecstasy 
and licked the sacrificial fires
(sweat-making chilies 
and artery clogging rinds of life)

but remain 
mostly confounded
though comforted somewhat
by the little I know
and concisely name--

admitting more of me
has always existed outside 
my libraries of 
leather diaries
and embossed references….
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
September 20, 2018 at 5:43 PM
An excellent piece of poetry; had to "fav" it. I love these lines; great imagery in them. "but my heart often wanders above wings, parting shadows to a place alone where I encounter a loving presence my feeling no need to define..." and "tongued caramel ecstasy and licked the sacrificial fires"
DiMino Avatar
September 21, 2018 at 10:52 AM
You made my day, M.L.. Bless you my friend! And have a beautiful day!
Goff Avatar
September 20, 2018 at 4:37 PM
Wonderful discussion below, Joe...now I have to really think about some things, it's your fault!
DiMino Avatar
September 21, 2018 at 10:58 AM
There you go, James, blaming me again:) I'm certain, apparent by your brilliant poems, you have already lived several lives and given serious consideration as to man's place in time and his greater, ongoing, spiritual evolution. Blessings my friend!!
Marcum Wong Avatar
September 20, 2018 at 12:02 AM
Maybe because we are not separate from the souce, you are all that dwells within the universal source as we all are connected by this same source, why how we treat others is a karma returned. Just my simple thoughts on the subject. I pondered your wonderful poem Joe. I feel our soul lives on and in death we transition into another realm. Blessings, Connie : )
DiMino Avatar
September 20, 2018 at 12:14 AM
Hi Connie; thank you for a thoughtful and enlightening comment. I believe very much in Karma and Reincarnation. It explains so much where the church falls short. I do not believe God means for us not to know, and to think of senseless tragedy as His Will. It is never His doing that any of us suffer.
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