chaos brings me peace
and falling into the tempest needed life
blood that lies stagnant or whole
does not run, it is chaos
that feeds, binds cause to move
decisions made leads us
not to a clarity but to a common
relished only by decayed
saints and lost virgin souls
it is not the passion, the storm of it
a loves true
remembrance?
so do feed this
my need for eternal reform, and
pour my wine again most willingly and disavowed
as beg I, do not
love me for loves sake, but for its madness and its melody
for its tender
and its recanted touch, that say I fully
love me separate and apart as
only chaos could seem fit
til' this
my heart
is torn wide and rendered bare
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2014
ah vivid...esp the closure...
ReplyDeletedo not
love me for loves sake, but for its madness and its melody
for its tender
and its recanted touch, that say I fully
love me separate and apart as
only chaos could seem fit
fav lines!!!
love is madness...
thank you Brian - memorable love it forever mad...bkm
Deletechaos as the point for eternal reform... i love this.
ReplyDeleteLet us pour our decanted into old wineskins.
ReplyDeleteold wineskins have many a story to tell...it is best to listen to them that we learn...bkm
DeleteMy dear Barbara, you DO put a whole new light on my concept of CHAOS, although I'll keep adjective "chaotic" in all its unfetteredness--intact. But now...to chaos. WAIT! I changed my mind about "chaotic" It FITS RIGHT IN...thank you so much for these insights.
ReplyDeleteA simple "mad, passionate and wild nite of unruly love-making and madness, will NEVER AGAIN be enough.
I just wish I had learned about the love-chaos commection BEFORE i was age 80!--grin!
We are never to old to fall in love..to be chaotic or submerse ourselves in its joy and renewal..thank you for your words...bkm
DeleteSome of these things, essential in the human heart, are almost impossible to sustain between human beings -- not without a language that, I suspect, only the next poem may yet locate. That place is close here, if only in the saying. Great stuff - B
ReplyDeleteLove or the promise of it never leaves us and how could it. And to love without madness is to love incomplete. Thank you much for you kind words... bkm
DeleteBarbara, you obviously have lived love.
ReplyDeleteas beautiful as chaos itself
ReplyDelete"Chaos is good news." Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche