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Our Insiders' Poetry
Our Insider's Poetry
Desert Oasis
Your love, as quiet as a dove
falls softly from up above
like raindrops, upon my
parched skin. And bringing it new life,
the whole of me
suddenly becomes
alive, aware, as one
with you. How long in the desert had
I lain, in agony and despair
of ever being loved
again? And then here
you were. You brought me life when
I was at the edge of
death, waiting for it
to come. You bade
me live. And now I do, within those
loving arms of yours,
safe from the dark
and terrors of
before. This life of mine I have come
to cherish and want,
with you here
in it
with me.
Kcstars � 10-29-97
Flames
You took me to heights
I've never felt. And I
quiver now, just at the thought.
The flames burned higher,
engulfing my whole being,
melting my mind, flickering
over my whole body.....
Until my presence existed
only of body, and flames,
desire, and passion---
consuming me completely.
And with one touch,
she claimed me,
and I was hers.
Be it ever so.
� 7-11-99 Kcstars
Loving From Afar
If I could have you in my arms for just one day,
I know I could never let you go away, and in
loving you from so far away, my love for you
just grows stronger each passing day. So
here I am, my heart in my hands, knees upon
the floor, because I'd rather beg and have you
take my heart, than to go on living as before-
alone-unloved. And if you choose to spurn my
love, keep my heart anyway, for I will no
longer have a use for it,
it's already yours.
� 10-29-97 Kcstars
Holidays Lost
Why is it right now, that all I see
are crying, hurting children in front of me?
No one laughing or playing or singing songs?
No one reading or talking or running along?
Where have all the happy children gone?
Has everyone forgotten the words of the song?
Are there no errands or places to go?
Are these children real, or specters that I see?
It's Christmas in two days, or dont they know?
Food, family, presents, fun, lights on trees,
excitement in the very air that we breathe!
And Hannuka too- candles, menorahs, dryndels
the story of the Macabees, Israelis strength.
And their ten days of gifts given and received.
Celebrations, all of them! Happy and good times.
But where did all the smiling, happy faces go?
In search of self, perhaps to finally find
no happy memories are left behind.
� 12/23/97 kcstars
Prayer for a Womyn
When I prayed to the maker for a womyn,
I asked, please, if I may, a womyn of substance?
I need no airheads to be my soul mate
I want one who can communicate
I need no thin breakable bodied womyn
fearing constantly for her under my passion.
I want someone who can give and take robustly
with all their being, as the way I do.
I want a womyn with a brain who thinks on her own
leaving me free to think on my own, and then the
culmination of our thoughts together
will see us through any kind of weather.
And, maker, please give her a heart and soul that
can feel her conscience and hear it too
so we can think about all the things we want to do
and hurt no one in the way
And lastly, maker, let her be a bright and shining
star of yours for me, a guide so I don't lose my way
And I'll hold her up for all the world to see
this womyn of yours, given to me to adore!
� 1/4/98 KCStars
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