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It is going to be
really hard
not
to look behind me,
when the view is still
so...

AMAZING!

(c) Brent M Harpur, 2011.

"It is okay to look at the past, but don't stare." (anon.)

in vancouver aquarium, of all places...

i seem to have found my feet again,
sleep & appetite have slowly returned

(i'm even remembering to shave)

and the sadness dissipates
every time i think of 
the many 
beautiful firsts
& adventures we've shared

memories sprout in my mind,
a garden grows in my imagination 

(a sunflower blooms in my chest, where once my heart was)

i'm trying to be in
the angry phase now
but you did
so many amazing things for me,
i just can't be angry with you


(maybe i can be angry at you
for not giving me a reason
to want to be angry at you)


although watching 'Dexter' on my own,

it is just not the same

and just for the record,

Ma'am...

i was just as surprised as you
that you discovered

blue butterflies

in Vancouver Aquarium, of all places


(c) Brent M Harpur, 2011.


"Do not cut down the tree that gives you shade." (Arabian proverb)

kookaburras & a solitary magpie...

i.

and if he is lucky enough

to see her let down her hair...

he'll see kookaburras

& a solitary magpie

have taken nest in there.

ii.

she may offer him a smile

as pure as

sunbeams & thunder;

and if he lets her,

she'll bless his life

with vanilla & wonder.

iii.

and as her plane

transports her away to a northern hemisphere,

he keeps an eye skyward for the

biggest full moon in eighteen years...

iv.

(we are all travelers traversing timelines.

& jetlag is but a means

to allow us

to catch up on sleep

and ourselves.

Some of us travel outward

& some inward.

But we are all travelers

none the less.)

v.

she came to say goodbye,

and upon leaving, turned & said:

"I'm very glad I came over."

vi.

he is not the same man!

yes!! he has changed shape inside.

he pins an invisible medal for bravery

on his tiny, fragile chest.

& in the moonlight he shivers,

standing a little taller / bolder.

vii.

and for what it is worth,

be she close or far;

she has now become

his

constant

&

guiding

star.

(c) Brent M Harpur, 2011.

"If you don't know where you are going, you can never get lost." (herb cohen)

the heart its a wild beast...

(Parati, Brasil)

 

the heart, it is a wild beast
that no one can tame,
you can't choose
who you fall in love with,
so there's no need
for blame.

in every winding road
he still sees her smile,
and in
every map he reads
her name.

outside he learns
to dance in fire,
inside burns an
undying flame.

and only she can make
this blind artist see:
he has no use for
riches, power or fame.

and when all else
is gone,
government's fall
& cities crumble...

his love
for her,
it will still remain.

(c) Brent M Harpur, 2011.

"You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back." (B. Deangelis)

union (part one)...

I long to be
the moonlight
tingling on your skin,

I want to be
the oxygen
that you breathe in...

I strive to be
the wind
tugging at your hair;

You set this
watersign on fire, babe:

Everytime
you come near.

(c) Brent M Harpur, 2011.

"Image creates desire. You will want what you imagine." (JG Gallimore)

might just be the perfect time...

when you are on my arm
or holding my hand,
for what it is worth...

I feel ten foot tall
and like the
luckiest man on earth.

for
we all have a story to tell
and if you are lucky
you may have two...

my first is how
I lost myself
and my second,
finding you.

if only you could see
that sparkle in your eye,
everytime you smile.
it stops my heart,
for a beat or two...

(or maybe it is all that goat's cheese!!)

i have given myself such a hard time
for not being ready to be in
whatever this is.

You gently remind me
(one night,
behind the safety of closed doors):

that
"sometimes,
being in something
when you think you are not ready
might just be
the perfect time to be
in something."

(or words to that effect)

and then
you smile again,
the world is perfect
& everything in the universe
is as it should be.

yes,
we all have a story to tell
and if you are lucky
you may have two...

my first is how
I lost my eyes
and my second,
seeing

you.

(c) Brent M Harpur, 2011.

"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." (Plato)

excess baggage...

between us,
you and I,
we proberbly have
more baggage
than all of Sydney Airport

but since I met you
I've started tossing mine
into the sea

now I'm really
in trouble with
Greenpeace!!

(c) Brent M Harpur, 2011.