Saturday, October 2, 2010

"love call" a poem

Another poem written while  hanging clothes!



Love Call


I am the righteous fury of the child

Behold your father, anciently young

I disdain the praise you afford me

And turn my ear from the verse you have sung


Eros I was the beginning

Eros my prankish return

Chaos the mother who bore me

Chaos the lesson you learned


Yahweh they jealously praised me

Odin they frenzied again

Zeus they lustfully named me

Brahma they murmured in turn


These shards I’ve scattered through hist’ry

I swallow them back up again

I resonate to the heart of my equals

Tomorrow we return to our One.

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