What is soul?
The temperance of good and evil
And deeds undone,
Magical memories and
Love forever long.
Heavenly fancies
Or romantic necromancers
And histories past
In lives ever lasts.
Misunderstandings
Mixed with love
And her delicacies.
Where is soul?
Did you walk with her here?
Category: agape
Long Tea (day 1362)
You had never been to London,
Though you worked a crooked game.
You had long lines of a lonely lover,
You were always on my mind.
There were singing birds passing
Sky high to be always better,
You shared thoughts of sweet memories,
You were always on my mind.
Your fingers opulently touched
Every line of each note taken,
Supple lips of secret sensations,
You were always on my mind.
Sweet tea of lemon ginger.
Black jeans with broken leather.
Foreign food and I knew better,
You were always on my mind.
Innocent Darling (day 1358)
You reminded my heart
Of what I hadn’t yet learned.
Take up nevermore,
Take hold my coattails.
The only thing left
Is a slow waltz down Main Street.
Innocent dancing,
Oh my innocent darling.
Good Morning on the Farm (day 1354)
She stopped to look at me;
Of course I noticed,
It’s what’s come and saved me;
In the garden that we’ve planted,
In the life that we’ve harvested.
So long nights are star-lit,
Wisdom is a campfire,
Pride is found in a solid axe
And love is what reminds me…
Just like a well worn pair of leggings.
You’re there every night!
Roosters wake me at the break of dawn.
I smell well worn leather
And anticipate your footsteps
Coming to say good morning every morning.
God (day 1353)
Dear George,
It’s been two years since I last heard from you,
I’ve been wondering if there’s been some trouble
Flirting the edges of your peaceful existence
I’ve always known you to have.
How is Martha? Cindy and I always chat about how lovely
Of a woman she is – and of course you are, my friend.
I frequently think back to our college days.. Do you?
Do you remember that night we sat on the patio at the Gate
And drank ourselves silly?
I think you were going downtown to some punk bar
Which I accompanied you on.
Do you remember jumping into/over that tree, down the drop?
I’m surprised we didn’t break bones doing that.
How big was that drop? Must have been about 5 feet or so..
Of course you have memories. I think we’ve talked about this before.
My heart is humble these days, perhaps it’s my inner peace,
Perhaps it’s also my slow submission towards some light.
I see that light in you when we come and visit.
Do you know what I’m talking about?
I find myself believing more and more in the spiritual world,
In listening to energy around us.. I think it’s only in my nature
To want to also influence the energy around us,
But if you ask me, this is dangerously close to necromancy.
Well, that or being God.
We’ve never talked about God before. What is your God?
Hope all is well my friend. I look forward to hearing from you.
Love,
Your ol’ friend,
Hermann Flicke
Love in the Key of D (day 1351)
I’m in a habit of unconditional love,
Of putting fire beside wind
And letting coals glow on.
I like getting letters immaculately written,
Long sentences with important verbiage
Informing me of all I need to know.
It takes all my fancy dancing
To keep the music ringing,
And I let hands of perfect maidens
Spin my soul forever free.
Wish For Me (day 1345)
Wish for me,
My darling sunshine,
As whispering
Contends my silence.
Walking on an Asleep Song (day 1339)
Wonder when my foot shall sleep
Inside a better path,
For all my wishes that depart
Have fallen gracefully.
And like my step that flutters on
I shall eventually
Find my trail with out a map
Humming my favorite song.
Faint Roar (day 1335)
I am a lone libertine
Waiting for the coo-coo-clock
To mark my steps into this night
Where serendipity roars.
Jagged Freedom (day 1330)
Jagged, like lines from a mountain,
I propose my destiny
And flutter my heart.
To an end I call my name.
To a habit beneath freedom.
To a mind and a tale long.
