Weekly Poems: Chinese New Year, Valentine’s Day, Love, Sadness, Teens, Religion, Animals

Frank — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 00:53:41 +0000

THE POINT IS JUST THAT I DON’T SEE THE POINTThe point is just that I don’t see the point:However much one wants to be turned on,Ecstasy can put things out of joint;Yearning is for what will soon be gone.Each can choose content or discontent;All are happy, if they would be so.Revelation isn’t Heaven sent;Out of what you are comes what you know.Forget, then, the pursuit of the sublime.There is no thing that’s needed – all is here.Happiness will settle in, in time,Enduring, though the weather may turn drear.One must plod to plow, and plow to plant.X marks the heart, where lies all one could want.A VALENTINE IS NOTHING LIKEA Valentine is nothing likeA chocolate or a rose.For in a week these shall be gone,But Valentines remain. If love were always sweet to tongueOr fragrant to the nose,Each day would be like Valentine’s,And we would go insane. A Valentine just hangs aroundWaiting to be kissedLong after special days have passedAnd every days are here. So one is wise to choose one wellAnd chocolates to resist.For in the midst of maniaIt’s nice to have one near.LOVE IS NEVER EASYLove is never easy, butIt turns life into song.There is no bit of circumstanceThat love cannot transform. There is no weary momentOf anger or despairThat love cannot convert to graceAnd render whole and fair. How passionate the paradiseThat comes from knowing wellThat someone in your happinessFinds pleasure for himself. How sweet the gift of giving toSomeone who gives to you,A selflessness that gives to selfMore self than self is due. With all the searing madness ofThe world from day to day,And all the dreary sadness thatNo joy can take away, There is one truth more beautifulThan anyone can bear:That two can trust that when they turnThey’ll find the other there.YOU HAD ME FOR A NIGHT, THEN TURNED AWAYYou had me for a night, then turned away,Inspiring a love you didn’t want.I was a fairy you might unenchantTo show yourself that you could have your way. And now I’m left with all the shame of loveThat unashamed took pleasure in your joy.You used me as a fake, erotic toy,Not caring much what I was thinking of. The worst is that I long for your caress.I know you’re just annoyed, which drives me mad! But knowing how completely I’ve been hadDoes not, alas, make me want you less.ONE NIGHT I SAW AARONOne night I saw Aaron,The next he was dead.Now I can’t rememberThe last thing he said. There is no reason,No reason at all,Why this one last thingI need to recall. The last night I saw him,He, Mark, and I,I had no ideaHe was going to die. It was just the usualBasketball game,Joking and cheering,All just the same.The Earth should have screamed,Some song should have played,Some mark should have told us,All gross and decayed. But the game simply endedAnd we left the gym.And that was the lastI’ll see of him.LEST YOU LEAVE YOUR OPTIONS IN THE SUNSHINELest you leave your options in the sunshineUnprotected from night’s bitter shade,Now you may take them on the lunar wind,Alive to phantoms vivid as your faceReveling in front of reason’s door.Nor could your own inventions offer more,Even those transfigured from your race,Which, privatized, seem downsized, somehow thinned.Yet here is all the wealth the past has made,Each relic dipped in age-old vintage wine,A treasure-trove of comedy and graceResting where your faith must go forth blind.COULD I BUT GIVE YOU COMFORT IN MY DEATHCould I but give you comfort in my death,How might I tell you what you meant to me?All I did, both night and day, was love you,Rulers of my kingdom and my heart.Like gods, at last you claimed my painful breath,Opening the door to mystery,The final gift of all the gifts you gave me,Taking what I could no longer give youEven if I tried with all my art.

I am a poet and webmaster of the popular poetry site, Poems for Free, at http://www.poemsforfree.com.
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Weekly Poems: Chinese New Year, Valentine’s Day, Love, Sadness, Teens, Religion, Animals