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Love Is

Collected poems 2010

Peter Barns

Published by Boddaert Books at Smashwords

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These poems are a work of fiction. The names, characters and events portrayed are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

CONTENT

Three Million And Eight

Extreme Emissions Of Coherent Love

Laff

Swivels

So Fitting

Love The Things You Say

LOVE IS

We began with the corners;

the smile, the words, the touch, the kiss,

filling the spaces between with straight edges,

made fun by the curves on opposite sides.

We picked from our jumble of experiences

the jigs we thought might fit,

learning together which bits matched,

those to throw away.

After completing our love-saw,

clicking the last emotion into place,

and no longer needing the guide,

we hugged and discarded the box.

LOVE ABOVE ALL ELSE

How high can I fly

Before I get burnt by your heat?

You cradle me in your warmth and safety

And I grow with each encounter.

Somewhere, hidden away, deep in my mind

Is a place reserved for you,

Where your fears will be held,

Your wishes be met with understanding

And your love be returned a thousand fold.

And as I look down

From the high place you've taken me,

I hold out my mind

Waiting for your hand.

LITTLE BUTTERFLY

'Neath blue shaded skies,

see a swirling white mind:

A straight stem, decked in violet,

with eyes raised to a higher sun.

Little butterfly of emotions

painting pictures on my mind;

fluttering around a flame of gold,

on tinted wings, tipped with honest colours.

Mind on mind, you pass my hiding place,

gathering your strength,

distorting my time.

The seconds I am with you,

the eons in between.

And as my mind flutters into your hot flame,

a moth drawn to a blinding light,

you whisper your wishes at me

and I can do nothing but be consumed.

THE MENTALIST

Smokey thoughts cradle tentative emotions

That wend their way through the deepest reaches

And as I look inwards towards the deeps

I feel the strength of your mind.

Through your medium you bring life

Spread across a weaved world

Touched by the finest of hairs

Born with colours from your mind.

And as my life dries on your easel

Your interpretations reflect my truth

That I wandered sometimes lost

Until rescued and held in your mind.

MIND THE STEP

Catch me as I fall

Having tried to lasso

The sunset for you

Hold me in your perfect mind

As I wonder how

I've been picked by you

I NODDED

You smiled when I said 'ello

And I nodded and smiled back.

You raised your eyebrows when I sat next to you

And I sat with my hands in my lap.

You said, "Your a nob," laughing at my surprise

And I looked at the floor confused.

You said, "Come back tomorrow”

And I nodded as I left.

Then the miracle happened and I was reborn

You whispered in my ear, “Now you have a soul”

And I stood tall and proud.

You nodded at the transformation

And I sat quietly contemplating.

You gave me emotions to wear

And I wore them proudly.

You gave me my first kiss

And I fell in love.

Then the miracle happened and you said , “Yes.”

NEW HEIGHTS

She came in the night

Her words carried on a soft sigh

That channelled my senses to new heights

And floated my soul across tossing waves

Whilst my heart stopped under her fingers

And I was born anew

My passing no longer certain

PAIN

Did I catch a beautiful sunset

Or a passing cloud?

Did I look into the sun and was blinded

Or did the moon steal my gaze?

Or maybe I caught sight of you,

As you fluttered past on silken wings,

Trailing your hurts behind you;

Leaving me no choice

But to share your load.

It hurts now when we part.

I return to emptiness.

No more riding the currents,

Where I fly with you mind on mind.

A part of me you always share;

A part of you I dream I do.

Ripped as I am,

I can only shed my tears;

My blinded eyes turn towards heaven

And murmur, ‘Touch me lightly for

The pain I feel now is the pain of love.’

SLIDING

Every day you slide a little nearer.

Each breath, like a breeze in the night

Carries you nearer to here.

My mind tells me here, my heart there,

And I turn, confused,

Like a spinning top

That never quite settles

How can a world so big, so overwhelmingly vast,

Seem so small when you enter it?

Drawing me down to just a few small gestures,

Compressing my emotions so tightly,

That I turn, light hearted,

Like a newborn

That never knows sadness.

. . . THREE MILLION AND EIGHT . . .

How much do I love you?

Let me count the ways . . .

Best not hang around

This could take quite some time

SEEMS

Seems to me that I’m expanding

Seems to me that love is banding

Seems to me that chance is landing

Seems to me that time is standing

Seems one soft word sets me a’fire

Seems one soft word fills my desire

Seems one soft word lifts me much higher

Seems one soft word makes fate a liar

IT'S WET OUT AGAIN

It's wet out again,

and your tears run down

the windowpane.

Touching them brings you back.

Damp patches on my fingertips,

cool receptacle of our love.

Your tears are salty

as I savour their memory.

Salty, soft and tentative.

This one, our wedding day;

your face is reflected in its shape,

framing your beauty from within.

Here, our child's first hurt.

You cried with her. I,

not being there, cried later.

The harsh taste of your mother's death;

as she gave up her struggle

and left you behind.

All things wiped away now

With the edge of a curtain.

WORLDS WITHIN WORLDS

Standing on the sand, I’m surrounded by you.

Your form evident around me

In the gentle undulations of the dunes.

Reflecting the curves of your breasts

And the sensual sweep of your thighs.

The moon carries memories of your milky skin

And the breeze, the warmth of your breath on my lips.

The sea spray, the tangy taste of your hotness

In the aftermath of our lovemaking.

Yet when I reach for you, you slip through my fingers

Like the rising smoke from the fire that warms me.

Tenuous and mystical,

It carries my dream towards the heavens.

And as my tears trace memories down my cheeks,

My soul cries for you, beneath the darkening clouds

Now, as the dawn slithers

Its red tentacles across the lightening sky,

And I wake with a softening hardness

Pressed against my thigh

I know, I’ve dreamt of you

DEEP BEAUTY

Somewhere I hear the sweet sound

Of a flower opening

And as it turns towards the sun

Its brightness blinds me,

For from the shadows of the passing cloud

Your face smiles down upon me.

Such beauty is hard to face full on

But I must, because it is given

Freely and with truth.

Smiling softly I take this wonder,

Cradling in it trembling hands,

Hearing a soft sigh as I hold it to my lips,

Kissing it softly before

Allowing it to flutter away.

GENTLE STRENGTH

You walk tall through my mind

On lithe limbs made stronger

By a steely determination

And I look out into deep blue pools

That transcends mere sight

Taking me, as they do

On a flight into the unknown

How can it be that your strength

Has seeped into my soul

And now carries me along a bright path

Towards a greater understanding

Led, as I am, by your gentle touch

And sweet red lips, that whisper your love

And all the while my heart aches

For I know this is but a dream

And one day I must awake.

EXTREME EMISSIONS OF COHERENT LOVE

Love Love Love Love Love Love

I love you you love you

You love me love me love

Love Love Love Love Love Love

LAFF

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Love Is by Peter Barns - HTML preview

Love Is

Collected poems 2010

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