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Sapling 

So much to say
		Seeking touch
So much to hear
		Seeking convergence 

To feel your hand on my face
To feel whispers of a moan
forever spiral within dreams
Yet awakening to discover: dream and reality touching
to a blurring of one

Briefly...	without words, 
Lost...	within emotions
Smiling knowing your touch indeed 
Did make dusty bones spring and grow 
As saplings embracing rays of the sun

You touch me in whispers, encased in warmth
Unfurling and growing 
I am entranced within your gaze
your eyes saying everything

All memories forever sweetly trapped 
within the amber 
of embracing gazes

Your giving merely brief seconds
	                                 yet lasting forever within me
Amber within amber
Two saplings reaching, entwining, growing
becoming more beautiful than any poem 
I could write for you

Casey Kochmer Oct 2002



Earthquakes 

Some people are earthquakes to the soul
What depth, degree, place
       can someone shake you down 
       tumbling senses
       rumbling confusion
       to deepest marrow

Some people are wind to the spirit
What height, direction, place
       can someone spin you around 
       lifting you up
       easing burdens
       to highest points of spirit

No matter what sundering upon an earthquake
No matter how far the wind travels away
Love never leaves
       unless love was never there

To love, is sharing of center
Briefly touching that... 
Which cannot be described outside the moment
If described fully, not obliquely, 
       then was it truly love?
Yet, moments move as passing connections 
Leaving names piling up as pointless lists...
No list ever gets written upon the soul
yet love is weaved within the soul
Threading our changes within the warp 
Leaving it impossible to untangle 

So roll into every seismic event
Let the wind and breeze entangle
Embrace earthquakes down to the core
Unearth the depths
Roil, live, breathe within shuddering passions
   To the benefit of...   
            Revealing within love
                 Tumbling of the senses
            Lifting acceptance of the soul

Casey Kochmer 2002


Flowers 

Dancing around 
gentle swaying air
under the sun
a flower.
~*
So simple
so complicated deeper,
looking ultraviolet
discover faint intricate traceries
new patterns of attraction, landing pads
networks of lives coming, going, feeding into pollination 
frenzied frenzied life beats, becoming seeds 
waiting towards bursting futures 
all this and more... 
as
a simple waiting flower.

Love
Why does love get placed under a microscope?
It's so tempting:
Tasting apple bits, bites, connections, attractions, happenings
     rational examinations, complicated dissections
     conducted with steel scissors and tools.
To place the flower into: a vase...
      so we can watch it die, in agony.

Acceptance and understanding
      are not the same thing.

Let's together stand under
the sun, washing rains
dancing swaying air
accepting our natures 
being the flower.
*~

Casey Kochmer August 2004

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