An Overstanding of an Imperfect Love

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Waking to many mosquito bites

Even this paradise is flawed

I sweat, at times profusely

Even the lizards laugh

At deet in my hand

But the ocean

Calls my name

Stillness

Wait

Lush

For me

So I throw

Fate to strangers

Revel in sunshine

Dance with the iguanas

Eat mangos straight from the tree

Clap for the mermaids in the sea

And hide the frayed hem beneath my skirt

© NP 10/31/12

Heaven touched earth

“And you really are

Going to make me wait”

Every minute, every day

I have become a new person

In or out of your heart

It is a magical thing, this waking up

God weaves eternity into minutes

Each new day

He makes new magic

I find that gift in your voice

In your living story

And in mine

I try to pack more meaning

Into my love

Here at the middle of all things

When my beginning is so long ago

My future is unknown

Here I want to be close to you

And find that I cannot

Because you would not have

My breath against your cheek

Though I would hold breathless

To be close to you one more time

I remember the magic of October

Recognizing my uselessness at forgetting

The only man I have ever loved

I still my hands from words

Close my eyes against the fireworks

And give in to God’s stillness

My soul moves closer to yours

And it’s messy and needy and honest

God answers my aches slowly

Knowing I can’t handle the affirmation

In my compulsory retreat of smallness

Nursing the kind of faith

That can change lives and it’s not wrong

Even though I would have you now

My heart cannot take another break

So I live in a breathless world

In and among my memories of your love

Praying that the same God

Who was faithful in answering the one prayer

Will consent to answer another one

I have never stopped loving you

Soon I will be ready

But even God knows I’m

Not yet

© NP 10/22/12

An Angel's Commission

Sleep not

To tough be

Twisting and playing

Many thoughts

Of secrets kept

In light revealed

But, maybe not all

Needed rain cleansing

Cobwebs and pain

Paralyzing venom

All washed away

Traded sanctification

For angels

COMMISSIONED

Angels for

Sanctification traded

Away washed all

Venom paralyzing

Pain and cobwebs

Cleansing rain needed

All not maybe, but

Revealed light in

Kept secrets of

Thoughts many

Playing and twisting

Be tough to

Not sleep

© NP 10/3/12

To the Women

To the Women

Let me cover you in water

A clean and pristine flow

From the well of your forefathers

Long dry from winds of droughts

Let me cover you in grain

Insect-less and plentiful

Enough to make bread

For today and tomorrow and them

Let me cover you in natural balms

Healing hands willing to anoint

The ache and soreness you feel

From scant walls and cold floors

Let me show you how to sew

Because that is what the women taught me

A quilt to protect in colors to delight

Market your beauty to show the world

Let me come to you soon

For in this I need to lay my hands

On the disorder of your world

So that I can bring order to my own

© NP 09/30/12

Cheap

Thrift stores

Bargains in bins

3 for 1 money

Not folded

                Just tossed in

Like leaves in fall

From the single tree

Growing in the 10X10

                Concrete square

On the hot sidewalk

Rayon, polyester

                Unwashed cotton

No lining, sheer tops

Pink bra

                Flowered panties

3 in 1 pack

Scratchy hose

Strip mall shoe stores

                BOGO

Patent leather look alikes

Handbags to match

                Red

Fingernails

Toenails

Lipstick

                Blue

Eyeshadow

                Orange

Rouge

Well drinks and poor lights

                No air conditioner

Wolf calls into the night

                Friday night

Loves

© NP 03/10

Bones

The songsmith says

The knee is connected to the leg

Bone

Straight and long

Center and core of strength

Bone

Dense yet porous

Carrying the weight of life

Bones

Easily broken by sticks and stones

Words can bend them

Bones

Little ones, big ones

Curved and hollow

Bones

Lots of them

Piled high in the shallow earth

Bones

Uncovered and unclothed

Unskinned and unmuscled

Bones

Unraced and unethniced

Untall and unshort

Bones

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Bones

When I am no longer connected

Who will tend my

Bones

© NP 11/09