'courtship, engagements, betrothal, weddings, pt2'

'courtship, engagements, betrothal, weddings,pt2' timothy r gates, 6/27/2011

i kissed a girl, i liked it

kissed a boy too, liked it

why'd i end up with girls?

kissed more, liked it more.

(best friends are girls too, some

would have this say more than i do)

perhaps i just like kissing.

'courtship, engagements, betrothal, weddings'

'courtship, engagements, betrothal, weddings' timothy r gates, 6/25/2011 

courtships, engagements, betrothal
weddings,
'We're married!'

three of us reclined on our bed,
not even wondering about their marriage -
someday.

certainly didn't contemplate a bi-racial
president in our lifetime.
Surprise!

a best friend, she, she
and her engaged, a house, a life -
a wife.

look into the mirror:
i am he, she, we,
no shock when I can see.

'pretend that'

'pretend that' timothy r gates, 6/22/2011

pretend that sex is

loveless

love is

sexless

genders can be

separated

our species has more than one

race

'adam and eve's flight'

'adam and eve's flight'* timothy r gates, 6/16/2011

from the earth,

we came

strolling through the Garden

we sang,

in step with her chant.

my God?

into your eyes I beheld,

icon did not fall far

from the tree,

your kiss' memory

sufficient to vanquish

any hiss,

no need to clothe the seeing.

heaven's prayer,

all might know this touch,

this Spring of all life

and Earth's incarnation

stroll.

*inspired from October Project's Adam and Eve and my sweet Friend

'covet the best gifts, pt. 1 & 2'

'covet the best gifts, pt. 1' timothy r gates, 6/13/2011

time and space,
no speculative quantum physics needed
pensive lust fills my heart,
pictures of what might be jumps
'covet the best gifts'
i do ,
you.

'covet the best gifts, pt. 2'

the blur between lust and love,
four letter words
a desire for need conceived,
the thickness and inversion of Van Gogh's light
who knows save I?
you.

'your glance'

'Your glance' timothy r gates, 6/06/2011



into the night sweet prince

we dance in the day lovely lady

praying dispels preying

looking straight ahead

no need to look away

your glance leaves my cheek

moist

'summer breeze, makes me feel fine'

'summer breeze, makes me feel fine' timothy r gates, 6/02/2011

summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
well worn Seals and Crofts line.
her strolling in the evening's light
catches my eye,
i wink involuntarily
waiting for her to pass by,
stuttering,
'good ev-ev-ev, well hello.'
gently stroking my cheek,
she leans in to kiss me,
so i thought,
instead she nabs a horse fly
ready to bite me,
its prey.

'helmets sitting atop rifles'

'helmets sitting atop rifles' timothy r gates, 5/29/2011

helmets sitting atop rifles,

reposed, standing.

boots emptied by enemy fire,

insufficient government issued vests, worthless.

iconic crosses, stars, cresant moons -

songs of patriotism doesn't bring them back,

their dirge refrains remain,

'another one, does, bite the dust.'

memory eternal!

we sing for and to them, praying

we'll sing together again.

told they've gone to a better place,

justification for our loss,

without our heroes there'd be no more soldiers.

memorial hymns,

presidents salute under blood stained flags.

the fallen rise,

reminding that the rockets red glare path

is not one of peace.

memory eternal.




Carl Fredrik Reuterswärd http://assistedthinking.wordpress.com/2008/02/25/non-violence-and-the-knotted-gun-worldwide/