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snow whiteFat flakes fondle
still Air

Capturing pockets
that spiral
d
     o
          w
                 n
to moist pavement.

It’s pretty for the time

But I like the dirt

the grit, the grime

The need to measure out our time
to an imperfectly perfect rhyme

With our all-consuming prance
Of life and love and chance

I guess this is what they call Romance.

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my sleeping time

Between my mother
my brother(s),
my lover

Anything to wake up
somewhere else.

To escape

Blank White Walls
of Lonliness.

The clean lines,
Glass

high ceilings
Glorious sunlight from the windows
Overpowering

Pristine floors

Surfaces
empty of purposes

When everything is in its place, what do you do?
Break something?

Make a mess…

Or run into someone else’s mess
to find comfort?

maskWhile we were alive,
We Died.

We Tried

Oh we tried
to be P-e-r-f-e-c-t

And look what we became?
Vacant

Spaces

of ourselves

Women
Not
Valued.

Insides vanished long ago

Now empty shells of peppery people.

Smile!

For the camera

montauk-lighthouse

There was a time
50 poems,
a video game,
a  sense of home.

The lighthouse

After the night
on the private beach
After the drive
through  mountains and trees

The morning sun.
We were young

We were “adventurous.”

Waking naked covered in bug bites.
Walking, wrinkled clothing, by the marathoners.
Laughing atop the hill.
The Windmill.

Sunday in the Hamptons.

I thought I was in love with you.

But I was just
In love.

Warrior

evil eye

Braids of strength
Warrior princess
Heart of stone

Eyes stare unwavering
Intimidating,
Frightening in their emptiness.

No dagger needed,
I’m the only weapon
Standing
between your life and death.

Before the devil got in me,

I spread my dreams through nature’s smile.

But now time runs like cold bath water.

Even the face of a familiar stranger

causes clawing night winds

to crack my young skin

letting the desert dryness lick through the privacy of my soul.

Jealousy breathes from my skeleton like perfume.

My eyes confess the guilt of lonely old men.

But even though bones dance in the parched sky,

I still hold my mystery like a poker hand.

2001

Women have taken

The Fall
Since Eve

I’m not Naive

The world has barely changed
for us, the Fairer Sex
Our only weakness
May be that we’re complex.

Perhaps that is Our Strength
Fighting to the death
For love and life and length
Of lasting legacy
That has no guarantee

People pleasers by nature
But smarter than you think.

I like the dirt, the grit, the grime
Take a bite
Make it mine
I want your teeth
In my flesh—
As with the apple,
I’ll take that bet.

Because I know I’ll win the rest.

You will Repay
that Tempting Danger
of love and lust and longing
And be sorry you’ve
Mistaken belonging
by giving in to Sin
that exists within

Isn’t it easy to fall?
And you thought you had it all.

I got you back you Snake, you Coward.
With me exists true Power.


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