"When I see YOU"
by Tim Kavi
when I see
your breath
I am moved
by the wind of Qi 气
and when
I am your hopes
I know I always
am what is meant to be
a sweet destiny
and when
I am in your arms
I feel embraced
by Dancing love
and when I am
in your eyes
I know there is
only the sound
of love's cries
and I am complete
only as I know
the completeness
of You
as your sun
guides my moon
to your sweetest
heavenly view
I always see
my True Love
and I know
she is YOU.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
when we speak (poem)
when we speak
by Tim Kavi
when we speak
the music
of a gentle kindness
fills the room
the notes
of happy voices
fill the air
where we see each other
in heart
or mind
or next near to each
other
that music plays
always
everywhere we know
familar or not
carries
our happy tunes
and when
we sing to each other
the music
sounds like
the cloud filled
starry nights
through all of our Junes
and through any dark times
there is a lifeline
that flows between us
brighter than the sun
and that is
when the music stops
it is just for a moment
while the band
tunes up
ready for the
next loving fun
and when
the day is done
the lifeline still flows
in the music
that shows
our happy love
it plays on and on.
by Tim Kavi
when we speak
the music
of a gentle kindness
fills the room
the notes
of happy voices
fill the air
where we see each other
in heart
or mind
or next near to each
other
that music plays
always
everywhere we know
familar or not
carries
our happy tunes
and when
we sing to each other
the music
sounds like
the cloud filled
starry nights
through all of our Junes
and through any dark times
there is a lifeline
that flows between us
brighter than the sun
and that is
when the music stops
it is just for a moment
while the band
tunes up
ready for the
next loving fun
and when
the day is done
the lifeline still flows
in the music
that shows
our happy love
it plays on and on.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Sweet Angel of True Love (Poem)
Sweet Angel of True Love
by Tim Kavi
walking into that place
I fell below
your sacred stance
but for grace
I thought
you are not a person
but an angel
of True Love
from heaven
in some
mystical dance
for when your eyes
open in love
and close in passion
I see your wings
beautiful creature
flying with you
I ride in flight
sweet seraph
you are the muse
in the Temple
of your lovely
delight
and the incense
that burns
near your altar
is only
the sweetest love
of my heart
it always yearns
for your majestic
place on high
I saw You there
your angelic
love came nigh
your beauty
is clothed
in the robe
of love
that rides
the gentle
breeze
that divinity
only knows
and in that
last prayer
of worship
I say that
it is only
your care
that brings
a sweet repose.
by Tim Kavi
walking into that place
I fell below
your sacred stance
but for grace
I thought
you are not a person
but an angel
of True Love
from heaven
in some
mystical dance
for when your eyes
open in love
and close in passion
I see your wings
beautiful creature
flying with you
I ride in flight
sweet seraph
you are the muse
in the Temple
of your lovely
delight
and the incense
that burns
near your altar
is only
the sweetest love
of my heart
it always yearns
for your majestic
place on high
I saw You there
your angelic
love came nigh
your beauty
is clothed
in the robe
of love
that rides
the gentle
breeze
that divinity
only knows
and in that
last prayer
of worship
I say that
it is only
your care
that brings
a sweet repose.
No Place But You (Poem)
No Place But You
by Tim Kavi
in your arms
is a fortress
of our
daily built love
in your kisses
are the
plans that bring
armies to nought
in your hugs
are a
lasting embrace
it is a strong
love
that cannot
be bought
only
a surrender
to your love
is where
I want
to be
knowing
you are there
in your bed
waiting for me
I march
in a careful
cadence
there is
no place
but you
to run with
and be safe
you show
me your
weapons
but there
is no need
I give up
and wavethe white
flag of love.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Younger Woman (poem)
Younger Woman
by Tim Kavi
she was sweet
tried
true
her faithfulness
fresh
never missing a beat
her love
grew
and knew
that even
every time
I saw her
our love was
brand new
going through
time
again and again
the years
flew
yet she
was always
in my kiss
and our love
a younger
woman.
by Tim Kavi
she was sweet
tried
true
her faithfulness
fresh
never missing a beat
her love
grew
and knew
that even
every time
I saw her
our love was
brand new
going through
time
again and again
the years
flew
yet she
was always
in my kiss
and our love
a younger
woman.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
In the words of a poet (poem)
In the words of a poet
by Tim Kavi
in the words of a poet
there are many events
experiences stories
to be told it
a dutiful
observer they
speak of hidden
things
even in the everyday
one is wiser
to know it
when the stanzas
end
all poets
give their best
to send
loves lives
moments
reflections
in the words
of the poet
always
trying to show it.
by Tim Kavi
in the words of a poet
there are many events
experiences stories
to be told it
a dutiful
observer they
speak of hidden
things
even in the everyday
one is wiser
to know it
when the stanzas
end
all poets
give their best
to send
loves lives
moments
reflections
in the words
of the poet
always
trying to show it.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
"SuNNy LoVe" (poem)
"SuNNy LoVe"
by Tim Kavi
in the sunshine of your love
every rainy day is made sunny
and every lonely day is made warm
and in the morrow
as sure as the sun rises
your SuNNy LoVe
is faithful anew
the flowers
push through
the ground
because of you !
by Tim Kavi
in the sunshine of your love
every rainy day is made sunny
and every lonely day is made warm
and in the morrow
as sure as the sun rises
your SuNNy LoVe
is faithful anew
the flowers
push through
the ground
because of you !
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Pretty Bag of Love (poem)
Pretty Bag of Love
by Tim Kavi
my sweet love
held something
close and dear
to her heart
She carried it
always near
through the rain
it was dry
through the wind
it was strong
and in the sun
the light reflected
the pretties there
what is that? I asked
something precious
worth more than
anything
she said
she smiled
it was made with
great care
to carry something
special there
peeking in the bag
there were memories
songs sung
gifts brung
happy loves
in the glowing
sun
the beach
the stars
the candle lit
rooms
fragrant soaps
precious
perfumes
poems his love
had said
rose petals
for their
wedding bed
all weekend
and every day
I see her
pretty bag of love
it went with
her everywhere
carried in her
pretty Asian hands
going with her
always there
she opens it
again and again
with happy
glee
she says
this is the love
of my Timmie Lee
as she went to work
I saw it then
as she went shopping
had ice cream
I saw it then
the design
was beautiful
made in love
decked out embroidered
straps made it
easy to carry
she said
in the bag
is our love
both mine
and the man I will
marry.
by Tim Kavi
my sweet love
held something
close and dear
to her heart
She carried it
always near
through the rain
it was dry
through the wind
it was strong
and in the sun
the light reflected
the pretties there
what is that? I asked
something precious
worth more than
anything
she said
she smiled
it was made with
great care
to carry something
special there
peeking in the bag
there were memories
songs sung
gifts brung
happy loves
in the glowing
sun
the beach
the stars
the candle lit
rooms
fragrant soaps
precious
perfumes
poems his love
had said
rose petals
for their
wedding bed
all weekend
and every day
I see her
pretty bag of love
it went with
her everywhere
carried in her
pretty Asian hands
going with her
always there
she opens it
again and again
with happy
glee
she says
this is the love
of my Timmie Lee
as she went to work
I saw it then
as she went shopping
had ice cream
I saw it then
the design
was beautiful
made in love
decked out embroidered
straps made it
easy to carry
she said
in the bag
is our love
both mine
and the man I will
marry.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Between Us (Poem)
Between Us
by Tim Kavi
lying there
one heart
beats between us
meeting us
two cultures embrace
in your goddess face
his face smiles
like Buddha
wife
we met there
when first
girlfriend
boyfriend
we listened
each other's
heartbeat
now there is
only the beating
of one heart
there
one song
cascades from our lips
one vision
in our sight
one ship traverses
the world's seas
even at night
I kiss you
You kiss me
yet we are one
in the morning
we wake up
still in our
love
and sweetly
one baby
lies between us
he smiles
and we have one
smiling
sound
of approval
we love him
in the same
warm arms of
love
that first brought
us together
lying there
between us.
by Tim Kavi
lying there
one heart
beats between us
meeting us
two cultures embrace
in your goddess face
his face smiles
like Buddha
wife
we met there
when first
girlfriend
boyfriend
we listened
each other's
heartbeat
now there is
only the beating
of one heart
there
one song
cascades from our lips
one vision
in our sight
one ship traverses
the world's seas
even at night
I kiss you
You kiss me
yet we are one
in the morning
we wake up
still in our
love
and sweetly
one baby
lies between us
he smiles
and we have one
smiling
sound
of approval
we love him
in the same
warm arms of
love
that first brought
us together
lying there
between us.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Angel Face (poem)
Angel Face
by Tim Kavi
angel face
your light shone
in the night
light
of grace
I saw your kisses
come from
that shining place
and in your
Chinese eyes
I saw a woman
innocent
and full of grace
and in the love
we shared
there in time
and Chinese space
I shall never
forget
the love of my
wife
in that special place
angel face
you shine
like the Goddess
finally found
I don't seek Her
anymore
for You are found
take me to your
heart
and our love
becomes
a sacred ground.
by Tim Kavi
angel face
your light shone
in the night
light
of grace
I saw your kisses
come from
that shining place
and in your
Chinese eyes
I saw a woman
innocent
and full of grace
and in the love
we shared
there in time
and Chinese space
I shall never
forget
the love of my
wife
in that special place
angel face
you shine
like the Goddess
finally found
I don't seek Her
anymore
for You are found
take me to your
heart
and our love
becomes
a sacred ground.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Unstoppable Kisses (poem)
Unstoppable Kisses
by Tim Kavi
when I first see you
my heart
cannot believe
it is seeing
kisses unstoppable
hearts beating as one
until unmovable
we are one
kisses
many kisses
reflected in our light
as we hold each other
in the starlight
of the cosmology
of our love
it is a kissing universe
a universe filled with love
until you are laughing
loving all night,
and holding each other
we birthed a sun
in the dawning light.
by Tim Kavi
when I first see you
my heart
cannot believe
it is seeing
kisses unstoppable
hearts beating as one
until unmovable
we are one
kisses
many kisses
reflected in our light
as we hold each other
in the starlight
of the cosmology
of our love
it is a kissing universe
a universe filled with love
until you are laughing
loving all night,
and holding each other
we birthed a sun
in the dawning light.
Monday, September 6, 2010
the morphing (poem)
the morphing
by Tim Kavi
changeling of the true
(YOU are other
different than what I thought
with even greater beauty
that you yourself has brought).
rebirthing
human potential
repairing
the previous ways
made rent
every soul transcending
bending
rescinding
rending
overturning
there is a churning
burning
destruction falls into the sand
erodes into the sea
previous selves
become forgotten selves
or instruments of
lessons divine
in some eternal shrine
and design
until there
is an emerging
chrysalis
from the fiery ovens
and ash
She stands
girded in the new
emerging in my soul
triumphant
anima and goddess
I see you morphing
into every Goddess
a thousand times
a thousand times
from the moment
of creation
conception
to ultimate development
I see her inside you
and she is You
standing there
looking back
through your eyes
companion and mother
sister
and ultimately, wife
(YOU are other
different than what I thought
with even greater beauty
that you yourself has brought).
by Tim Kavi
changeling of the true
(YOU are other
different than what I thought
with even greater beauty
that you yourself has brought).
rebirthing
human potential
repairing
the previous ways
made rent
every soul transcending
bending
rescinding
rending
overturning
there is a churning
burning
destruction falls into the sand
erodes into the sea
previous selves
become forgotten selves
or instruments of
lessons divine
in some eternal shrine
and design
until there
is an emerging
chrysalis
from the fiery ovens
and ash
She stands
girded in the new
emerging in my soul
triumphant
anima and goddess
I see you morphing
into every Goddess
a thousand times
a thousand times
from the moment
of creation
conception
to ultimate development
I see her inside you
and she is You
standing there
looking back
through your eyes
companion and mother
sister
and ultimately, wife
(YOU are other
different than what I thought
with even greater beauty
that you yourself has brought).
Monday, August 23, 2010
Love Dance (poem)
Love Dance
by Tim Kavi
love went dancing
at a
love dance
hands in hands
toes on toes
face to face
a dancing suit
she said
moving as one
consort
gentle guiding
first one
leads
then the other
she teaches me
a graceful stepping
I teach her
love's gentle
following
our lips are close
hearts beat
across each movement
a swift musical
moment
moving
navigating
life
moving even amongst
dancing Siva
the mothering
of Durga
there are no
dancers
like us
his charming eyes
her happy smile
afterwards
they have a drink
at the punchbowl
of love.
by Tim Kavi
love went dancing
at a
love dance
hands in hands
toes on toes
face to face
a dancing suit
she said
moving as one
consort
gentle guiding
first one
leads
then the other
she teaches me
a graceful stepping
I teach her
love's gentle
following
our lips are close
hearts beat
across each movement
a swift musical
moment
moving
navigating
life
moving even amongst
dancing Siva
the mothering
of Durga
there are no
dancers
like us
his charming eyes
her happy smile
afterwards
they have a drink
at the punchbowl
of love.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
her love (poem)
her love
by Tim Kavi
her love
rides a swift horse
through the winter
she is here
like the first breath of spring
after the deadly winter
she brings hope
and promise
of a love
that is new life
tending to me
like a gardener
of love
her lips are red
her smile wide and white
her living giving eyes
reflects the grace
of her movements
she is a running woman
comes to me
and in her arms
I grow like a plant
with arms
outstretched
to the glowing sun.
by Tim Kavi
her love
rides a swift horse
through the winter
she is here
like the first breath of spring
after the deadly winter
she brings hope
and promise
of a love
that is new life
tending to me
like a gardener
of love
her lips are red
her smile wide and white
her living giving eyes
reflects the grace
of her movements
she is a running woman
comes to me
and in her arms
I grow like a plant
with arms
outstretched
to the glowing sun.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Sweet Dream of You (Poem)
Sweet Dream of You
by Tim Kavi
pretty rainbows
dance across meadows
while bees fly
to nearest flowers
that your love planted
in our garden
sweet rains come
and our hearts
beat like thunder
your love
lifts me above the clouds
to love's thunder
followed by sunny sky
you walk with me
hand in hand
through the paths
our tools have made
I am your gentle
follower
you are my lovely
lead
in my
night time dreams
your love
answers
my every need.
by Tim Kavi
pretty rainbows
dance across meadows
while bees fly
to nearest flowers
that your love planted
in our garden
sweet rains come
and our hearts
beat like thunder
your love
lifts me above the clouds
to love's thunder
followed by sunny sky
you walk with me
hand in hand
through the paths
our tools have made
I am your gentle
follower
you are my lovely
lead
in my
night time dreams
your love
answers
my every need.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Celestial View (Poem)
Celestial View
by Tim Kavi
celestial view
so beautiful
is my true love
her hair shines
like heaven made
starlets lying softly
in the windy breeze
of our love
under a clear sky
she kisses me
and I see
the hills of China
her lips are red
like fruit
her long black hair
glistening
across her
tiny shoulders
under a cloudy sky
she misses me
and I long
for the hills of China
in the morning dew
she is
speaking words of love
moans of delight
from above
I listen
to her almond shaped
Asian eyes
where
in the fullness
of her love
there are no more
lonely sighs
and
I am captured
forever
inside her angelic
celestial view.
poet' s comment: my return to poetry after a long silence following my mom's passing...T.K.
by Tim Kavi
celestial view
so beautiful
is my true love
her hair shines
like heaven made
starlets lying softly
in the windy breeze
of our love
under a clear sky
she kisses me
and I see
the hills of China
her lips are red
like fruit
her long black hair
glistening
across her
tiny shoulders
under a cloudy sky
she misses me
and I long
for the hills of China
in the morning dew
she is
speaking words of love
moans of delight
from above
I listen
to her almond shaped
Asian eyes
where
in the fullness
of her love
there are no more
lonely sighs
and
I am captured
forever
inside her angelic
celestial view.
poet' s comment: my return to poetry after a long silence following my mom's passing...T.K.
Friday, July 16, 2010
There is Mom (poem)
There is Mom
by Tim Kavi
so what is this?
across the translucent orb
endless universe so vast
that God in his designs
would seek to make perfect
for sure to last?
but the need for what He created
man or woman
to never be alone?
but the sacredness
of family
of love
and of home?
and in that home
stands a sacred one
sure and true
the fortress of Mom
which every kid
growing up, knew
is true blue
in all she said
and did
until around
every troubled bend
twisted by life's
troubles
and uncertain wind?
there is the love
of God
and the love of Mom
gently guiding
assisting in fate
but always loving
there is Mom
there is Mom.
This poem will be read by me later today, at my mom's funeral. My mom was a wonderful person and parent, as well as a poet. I cannot ever surmise how important she was and is, to me and my work. In some small way, I hope this helps others to understand the importance of Moms. There are many mothering influences in the Universe. I love you, mom ! --T.K.
by Tim Kavi
so what is this?
across the translucent orb
endless universe so vast
that God in his designs
would seek to make perfect
for sure to last?
but the need for what He created
man or woman
to never be alone?
but the sacredness
of family
of love
and of home?
and in that home
stands a sacred one
sure and true
the fortress of Mom
which every kid
growing up, knew
is true blue
in all she said
and did
until around
every troubled bend
twisted by life's
troubles
and uncertain wind?
there is the love
of God
and the love of Mom
gently guiding
assisting in fate
but always loving
there is Mom
there is Mom.
This poem will be read by me later today, at my mom's funeral. My mom was a wonderful person and parent, as well as a poet. I cannot ever surmise how important she was and is, to me and my work. In some small way, I hope this helps others to understand the importance of Moms. There are many mothering influences in the Universe. I love you, mom ! --T.K.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Mom, I love YOU
>>>>>>>> To my Mom, Om Mani Padme Hum--Go in Peace <<<<<<<<<<
I love you, MOM ! b, 8-21-1928 d, 7-9-2010
I love you, MOM ! b, 8-21-1928 d, 7-9-2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Glimpses of You (Poem)
Glimpses of You
by Tim Kavi
seeing you
there
I see art moving
on a canvas of love
riding on waves
across a glassy sea
dressed in a dress
of your womanly
fragrance
it seizes my senses
until I always
dream of you
for God made you
so beautiful
I am shaken
by your love
moved by your
breath
inspired by your heart
you are
to me
our love's work of art
love work's greatest
masterpiece
whenever I see you
it is still not done
but reworked
in the glistening
present
lines of your love
I see
on the camera
lens
glimpses
of your love
your eternal kisses
are the art
of our love
your loving arms
hug me
in stanzas
of our love
your eyes
tell novels
in the story
of our love
and then
there is upon
awakening
all this in You
and so much more
as I beheld you
anew
in loving
glimpses of You.
by Tim Kavi
seeing you
there
I see art moving
on a canvas of love
riding on waves
across a glassy sea
dressed in a dress
of your womanly
fragrance
it seizes my senses
until I always
dream of you
for God made you
so beautiful
I am shaken
by your love
moved by your
breath
inspired by your heart
you are
to me
our love's work of art
love work's greatest
masterpiece
whenever I see you
it is still not done
but reworked
in the glistening
present
lines of your love
I see
on the camera
lens
glimpses
of your love
your eternal kisses
are the art
of our love
your loving arms
hug me
in stanzas
of our love
your eyes
tell novels
in the story
of our love
and then
there is upon
awakening
all this in You
and so much more
as I beheld you
anew
in loving
glimpses of You.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Good Night Bids the Next Day of Our Love (Poem)
"Good Night Bids the Next Day of Our Love"
by Tim Kavi
good night dear
and your love
as you fade to sleep
shuts her eyes
like many days
meet the nights
sweetly rests
in contented dreams
riding our love's
moonbeams
until sweet kisses
arrive each breath
until no more
dreams are left
only the reality
of two hearts
lying next to each one
two smiles
flying to the other one
two songs
singing in heaven
two birds fly
up that high
when next to my love
I did lie
good night
my true love
good night
all these
wonders
are all around us
while we sweetly
sleep
until the joys
of birthing
a sun
outside our window
did peep
brings us another love
in that day
until it is done
and night has
once again come.
by Tim Kavi
good night dear
and your love
as you fade to sleep
shuts her eyes
like many days
meet the nights
sweetly rests
in contented dreams
riding our love's
moonbeams
until sweet kisses
arrive each breath
until no more
dreams are left
only the reality
of two hearts
lying next to each one
two smiles
flying to the other one
two songs
singing in heaven
two birds fly
up that high
when next to my love
I did lie
good night
my true love
good night
all these
wonders
are all around us
while we sweetly
sleep
until the joys
of birthing
a sun
outside our window
did peep
brings us another love
in that day
until it is done
and night has
once again come.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
MySpace Friend and Fan Reposts Kavi Poem: Unfolding Composition
MySpace fan and friend Jamie reposted my poem Unfolding Composition (with permission) on her main page. As of 2021, the original Myspace page is no longer on the web, but I am keeping this post here in appreciation. While you are there be sure and check out other works from other poets. Thanks for the post, Jamie!!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
New Eyes (poem)
New Eyes
by Tim Kavi
today I see you
your love
shines so bright
I know
I shall never
be alone
in a night
for I see you
with new eyes
eyes
that love
eternally
like an angel in flight
the brings down
the bad
with good
and seals
our love
in victorious might
for I love you
your eyes
tonight
and I know
we have a
lasting love
that shall endure
my sweet
love
all songs demure
to our New eyes
eyes
that bring new sight.
by Tim Kavi
today I see you
your love
shines so bright
I know
I shall never
be alone
in a night
for I see you
with new eyes
eyes
that love
eternally
like an angel in flight
the brings down
the bad
with good
and seals
our love
in victorious might
for I love you
your eyes
tonight
and I know
we have a
lasting love
that shall endure
my sweet
love
all songs demure
to our New eyes
eyes
that bring new sight.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Your Window (Poem) (with poet's comment)
Your Window
by Tim Kavi
outside your window
waiting for the wind
of our mutual love
to blow your loose white
dress
by Tim Kavi
outside your window
waiting for the wind
of our mutual love
to blow your loose white
dress
to the ground
so your bare shoulders
are revealed
my kisses
are drowned
my kisses
are drowned
across the bed
like the drapes
of your open
window
baby universes
morph and take shape
across the bending
fabric
space time
I kissed you there
embraced
your full goddessness
in the moonlight
they shone
in their own light
planets in
their own right
my decorated universe
was filled with your love
lit with your white heat
bright luminescence
and like the stars
shining so bright
I see the flames
of your passion
now unleashedwaiting
I ascend
the vine
through your window
tonight.
Poet's comment: This poem represents an invitation and response to a deep passionate love. The term goddessness in stanza seven is an invented word that I believe captures more than the terms of goddess or goddesshood. Goddessness is more than an attainment, but a full manifestation and revelation of all the goddess powers in a woman's feminine being.--T.K.
Friday, May 28, 2010
About my Poems: Tense, Familiarity, and I-You Style (Essay)
Dear Readers:
Sometimes people are not sure what to make of my poetic works because of the personal first person tense, the familiar tone, and the style I sometimes write them in.
For example, I often write poems in a narrative first person style, as if speaking to another person or observing the beloved. In a sense they are rightfully an 'utterance'. Sometimes the poems are about a true spiritual Goddess (in my poetry when I use the term "Goddess" with a capital 'G" I am referring to some archetypal spiritual Goddess manifestation, and when I use the term 'goddess' with a small 'g" I am referring to a mortal woman, a specific woman I have encountered, as a local manifestation of Goddess). Equally my poems might be about the anima (Carl Jung's sense of such), or adoration to some feminine form expressed and seen in the world of this poet.
Because I Have studied so much about dialogue and Martin Buber's I and Thou world of the 'between' (the intersubjective ), my poems are often written in an I and You style.
Again, this is for two reasons--because I believe there in that between, is where reality and mind is framed, and again, because I hope people can read them out loud to someone they love. Reading them aloud as I wrote them, with even the short lines, (yes one word lines) I have drafted them in, as pauses, is the way I intended them to be read.
Hence the 'you' in the poem is not a personal address of you from me unless you understood my work and it has been presented to you formerly in a private manner.--T.K.
Sometimes people are not sure what to make of my poetic works because of the personal first person tense, the familiar tone, and the style I sometimes write them in.
For example, I often write poems in a narrative first person style, as if speaking to another person or observing the beloved. In a sense they are rightfully an 'utterance'. Sometimes the poems are about a true spiritual Goddess (in my poetry when I use the term "Goddess" with a capital 'G" I am referring to some archetypal spiritual Goddess manifestation, and when I use the term 'goddess' with a small 'g" I am referring to a mortal woman, a specific woman I have encountered, as a local manifestation of Goddess). Equally my poems might be about the anima (Carl Jung's sense of such), or adoration to some feminine form expressed and seen in the world of this poet.
Because I Have studied so much about dialogue and Martin Buber's I and Thou world of the 'between' (the intersubjective ), my poems are often written in an I and You style.
Again, this is for two reasons--because I believe there in that between, is where reality and mind is framed, and again, because I hope people can read them out loud to someone they love. Reading them aloud as I wrote them, with even the short lines, (yes one word lines) I have drafted them in, as pauses, is the way I intended them to be read.
Hence the 'you' in the poem is not a personal address of you from me unless you understood my work and it has been presented to you formerly in a private manner.--T.K.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Windy Eyes of Jade Sapphire (poem)
Windy Eyes of Jade Sapphire
by Tim Kavi
my love
has windy eyes
that tell me
a story
that move me
and breath on me
they are windy eyes
of jade sapphire
so pretty
are they
sweet tears of love
flow from me
in her sweet
love surprise
there is never
a dark disguise
only the
Windy Eyes
of Jade Sapphire
she is my
loving purring
cat
Tiger Tiger
burning bright
even in the
dying sunlight
her Windy Eyes
light up our bed
at night
she is precious
her coat sheen
and her love
is a great between
my sweet
love's eyes
tell me so much
more
than I've
ever seen
before
I cannot speak
only love
through
all time
my Windy Eyes
Jade Sapphire.
by Tim Kavi
my love
has windy eyes
that tell me
a story
that move me
and breath on me
they are windy eyes
of jade sapphire
so pretty
are they
sweet tears of love
flow from me
in her sweet
love surprise
there is never
a dark disguise
only the
Windy Eyes
of Jade Sapphire
she is my
loving purring
cat
Tiger Tiger
burning bright
even in the
dying sunlight
her Windy Eyes
light up our bed
at night
she is precious
her coat sheen
and her love
is a great between
my sweet
love's eyes
tell me so much
more
than I've
ever seen
before
I cannot speak
only love
through
all time
my Windy Eyes
Jade Sapphire.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Kisses at the Beach (poem)
Kisses at the Beach
by Tim Kavi
Kisses
tell
bring promises
spoken in whispers
that become a mighty yell
of a love
that stretches across heavens
above
where even goddesses
are taught
by our love
until at least
sprinkling sands
on beaches
across the world
tell of eternal love
across time
is hurled
by mighty waves
of quantum
meaning
there is a love
forever left
gleaming
in the sun
of wave's breach
our love
has hit the beach.
by Tim Kavi
Kisses
tell
bring promises
spoken in whispers
that become a mighty yell
of a love
that stretches across heavens
above
where even goddesses
are taught
by our love
until at least
sprinkling sands
on beaches
across the world
tell of eternal love
across time
is hurled
by mighty waves
of quantum
meaning
there is a love
forever left
gleaming
in the sun
of wave's breach
our love
has hit the beach.
China in Spring (poem)
China in Spring
by Tim Kavi
China in spring
little bird's mother
did sing
calling her young
under her wing
both smiling
in the nest
baby birdling
runs to the one
she loves the best
until tiny head
tucked in feathers
she went to bed
that's my baby
daughter
her mother said.
by Tim Kavi
China in spring
little bird's mother
did sing
calling her young
under her wing
both smiling
in the nest
baby birdling
runs to the one
she loves the best
until tiny head
tucked in feathers
she went to bed
that's my baby
daughter
her mother said.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Captured (new Poem)
Captured
by Tim Kavi
yearning
there is a sweet
turning
captured
in a mirror
reflections
of goddesses
always shine
sweet aura
knowledge
of heart
romantic spirit
she can be
loved for her mind
and never
it seems
a man
learning
should be behind
but gently
leading her
to a love sublime
for she
cannot be
captured
but set free
already divine
his is the
task
he must be
willingly
captured
for all
this of her
is fine
so burning
turning
the yearning is
his
captured
by love's design.
by Tim Kavi
yearning
there is a sweet
turning
captured
in a mirror
reflections
of goddesses
always shine
sweet aura
knowledge
of heart
romantic spirit
she can be
loved for her mind
and never
it seems
a man
learning
should be behind
but gently
leading her
to a love sublime
for she
cannot be
captured
but set free
already divine
his is the
task
he must be
willingly
captured
for all
this of her
is fine
so burning
turning
the yearning is
his
captured
by love's design.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Many Homes of Love (poem)
Many Homes of Love
by Tim Kavi
although some have said
it is hard to contain it
know it or show it
the human heart
beats and lives
in the light of love
it gives
into our joint heart
are the many
homes of love
many loves
live there
breathe there
every day
a new one
thrives
For this
my love
I say
a kiss
thank you
I love you
For you know
we have built
it so carefully
laid a strong
foundation
brave and sure
standing high
in our love
so pure
built the path
to the door
of each room
I find you
burning
as a candle
with sweet perfume
from outside
each window
lit by a love
deep within
let us gather
in the living room
where our love
does begin
let us retire
to the bedroom
where in it
we rest and love
hand in hand
we walk through
all the happy
habitat
each day
in the many homes
of love.
by Tim Kavi
although some have said
it is hard to contain it
know it or show it
the human heart
beats and lives
in the light of love
it gives
into our joint heart
are the many
homes of love
many loves
live there
breathe there
every day
a new one
thrives
For this
my love
I say
a kiss
thank you
I love you
For you know
we have built
it so carefully
laid a strong
foundation
brave and sure
standing high
in our love
so pure
built the path
to the door
of each room
I find you
burning
as a candle
with sweet perfume
from outside
each window
lit by a love
deep within
let us gather
in the living room
where our love
does begin
let us retire
to the bedroom
where in it
we rest and love
hand in hand
we walk through
all the happy
habitat
each day
in the many homes
of love.
Monday, May 10, 2010
fortress of your love (poem)
fortress of your love
by Tim Kavi
gentle
fleeing waves
splash our love
all over
distant shore
your sweet calling
to me
is a love I have
never
felt before
your love
shown to me
makes me
want more
your sweet smile
lit by your
beautiful eyes
makes me
know
the joys
I have in store
when I first
saw your face
it was love
at first grace
and in the
calling
of your love
there is
a safe
hiding place
away from all
that troubles
bothers
and some fear
I have found
in your love
a fortress dear!
by Tim Kavi
gentle
fleeing waves
splash our love
all over
distant shore
your sweet calling
to me
is a love I have
never
felt before
your love
shown to me
makes me
want more
your sweet smile
lit by your
beautiful eyes
makes me
know
the joys
I have in store
when I first
saw your face
it was love
at first grace
and in the
calling
of your love
there is
a safe
hiding place
away from all
that troubles
bothers
and some fear
I have found
in your love
a fortress dear!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sayings (Moments in Dialogue that Occurred Today)
Tim Kavi Says:
for many it is a happy discovery
to see that falling in love is only the prelude to staying in love the rest of a lifetime
and that sometimes love doesn't follow all the rules we have for it !
for many it is a happy discovery
to see that falling in love is only the prelude to staying in love the rest of a lifetime
and that sometimes love doesn't follow all the rules we have for it !
Monday, April 19, 2010
Born Again (poem)
Born Again
by Tim Kavi
spoken like a whisper
in the wind
where the junction
of time travelers
do bend
there is only
an eternal essence
that says when
the sacred birthing
begins again
trippy
here I am again
don't seem to want it
can't choose it
why flaunt it
determined destiny
so here I am again
but She opens
to home
Eternal Gaia
landscape that unfolds
brings to meaning again
what ancients myths have
foretold
there is only
among the many lives
this one as
the promised One.
by Tim Kavi
spoken like a whisper
in the wind
where the junction
of time travelers
do bend
there is only
an eternal essence
that says when
the sacred birthing
begins again
trippy
here I am again
don't seem to want it
can't choose it
why flaunt it
determined destiny
so here I am again
but She opens
to home
Eternal Gaia
landscape that unfolds
brings to meaning again
what ancients myths have
foretold
there is only
among the many lives
this one as
the promised One.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Surprise of Our Love (Poem)
Surprise of Our Love
by Tim Kavi
the surprise of our love
lives eternal
its memory
is most dear
existing still
eternal
all through the night
at universe's edge
it is still
an awesome sight
an when I looked
and saw
your precious
heart
I knew it beat
in mine
when in the smallest
raindrop
your love did shine
and when we finally
kissed
lip on lip
there is a moment
that shall never be missed
the surprise of our love
eternal
and true
seen everywhere
and in everything
it did sing
spoken in every utterance
of words
and being
Divine Yes
burning inferno
desire drove
me
that says
always
without ceasing
never failing
I love you.
by Tim Kavi
the surprise of our love
lives eternal
its memory
is most dear
existing still
eternal
all through the night
at universe's edge
it is still
an awesome sight
an when I looked
and saw
your precious
heart
I knew it beat
in mine
when in the smallest
raindrop
your love did shine
and when we finally
kissed
lip on lip
there is a moment
that shall never be missed
the surprise of our love
eternal
and true
seen everywhere
and in everything
it did sing
spoken in every utterance
of words
and being
Divine Yes
burning inferno
desire drove
me
that says
always
without ceasing
never failing
I love you.
Valley of Your Bed (Poem)
Valley of Your Bed
by Tim Kavi
kisses burn across candle lit nights
in the valley of your bed
I found a goddess
she moved with passion
kissed with grace
and came with volcanic desire
she was you
there was
the all consuming beauty
of destructive bliss
breaking me to only see You
mending me in your healing
all seeing love
Holy Goddess
standing in your fire.
by Tim Kavi
kisses burn across candle lit nights
in the valley of your bed
I found a goddess
she moved with passion
kissed with grace
and came with volcanic desire
she was you
there was
the all consuming beauty
of destructive bliss
breaking me to only see You
mending me in your healing
all seeing love
Holy Goddess
standing in your fire.
Monday, March 29, 2010
In Your Room the Birds Do Sing! (New Poem)
In Your Room the Birds Do Sing!
by Tim Kavi
Jasmine and clover
birds sing
outside your window
I kiss you
in the candle light
over and over
sweet Notes
of Nature
transfixed there
as I beheld
the Goddess
unashamed and bare
she is kissing me back
in the beauty
of our song
our feathers
are soft and sheen
never wrong
her Love
guides me
to a softer place
a nest
in her love
for we have
become the birds
outside
her window
free and in flight!
and in that soft glow
I saw her
that day
a sweet gentle dove
a singing robin
a mother bird
a sweet eagle
a flying
manifestation
of her love
leading us back
migration
of two souls
finding
each other
again and again
through all time
for she is my mate
and in our bird call
is the precious
sounds of our love
a sweet wooing
a cooing
of love birds
heart broken
when apart
but always
coming together
in one heart!
we fly away
at the next dawning.
by Tim Kavi
Jasmine and clover
birds sing
outside your window
I kiss you
in the candle light
over and over
sweet Notes
of Nature
transfixed there
as I beheld
the Goddess
unashamed and bare
she is kissing me back
in the beauty
of our song
our feathers
are soft and sheen
never wrong
her Love
guides me
to a softer place
a nest
in her love
for we have
become the birds
outside
her window
free and in flight!
and in that soft glow
I saw her
that day
a sweet gentle dove
a singing robin
a mother bird
a sweet eagle
a flying
manifestation
of her love
leading us back
migration
of two souls
finding
each other
again and again
through all time
for she is my mate
and in our bird call
is the precious
sounds of our love
a sweet wooing
a cooing
of love birds
heart broken
when apart
but always
coming together
in one heart!
we fly away
at the next dawning.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Asian Woman (poem)
Asian Woman
by Tim Kavi
all beauties
adorn you
like great gowns
i feel your
light and love
see your pretty silk
all your hugs
are filled
with sweet milk
Asian goddess
your ways are soft
your hugs endearing
your laugh
sweet childlike
you love
like the woman of all women
I salute you
honor you
adore your
fair skin
love your Asian
eyes
and never
cease to be amazed
by you.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Battlefield Winds (Poem)
"Battlefield Winds"
by Tim Kavi
can you smell it in the wind
it's love
wafting
over lost battlefields
one man's soul
found you
searching alone
his bloodstained
eyes
looking for hope
scanning
the horizon
endlessly
the fumes
of death
almost
overcome him
strangling his
soul
at his feet
lies his
beaten
weaponry
no man stood
not even him
in the distance
was a shadow
moving brooding
over the earthen landscape
her hands outstretched
to the bleeding
and dying
many arms
of compassion
mercy
and grace
Goddess
his soul was crying
for you
angel of love
he was seeing you
redemption's song
was long overdue
her long dress
flapped
in the smoky wind
while
aching healing
sounds
cascaded from her lips
descending
to his heart
knowing he
would never be
the same
he had
forgotten
his warrior
name
taken back
dancing in the streets
your love had made
him whole
sweet angel of love
your man
waits for you
and he is
not tiring
longing for you
nor dying
as he
once believed
in your
arms he is
forever free.
by Tim Kavi
can you smell it in the wind
it's love
wafting
over lost battlefields
one man's soul
found you
searching alone
his bloodstained
eyes
looking for hope
scanning
the horizon
endlessly
the fumes
of death
almost
overcome him
strangling his
soul
at his feet
lies his
beaten
weaponry
no man stood
not even him
in the distance
was a shadow
moving brooding
over the earthen landscape
her hands outstretched
to the bleeding
and dying
many arms
of compassion
mercy
and grace
Goddess
his soul was crying
for you
angel of love
he was seeing you
redemption's song
was long overdue
her long dress
flapped
in the smoky wind
while
aching healing
sounds
cascaded from her lips
descending
to his heart
knowing he
would never be
the same
he had
forgotten
his warrior
name
taken back
dancing in the streets
your love had made
him whole
sweet angel of love
your man
waits for you
and he is
not tiring
longing for you
nor dying
as he
once believed
in your
arms he is
forever free.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
To another sleeping goddess (poem)
"To another sleeping goddess"
by Tim Kavi
sweet whispers
of lullaby
from the sea
like the sea shells
of childhood
magic was seen to be
sweet Nature
always brings rest
near the angel's thigh
when I looked
I saw you sleeping!
your wings are
the kindness adorning you
like the white silk sheets
that only souls can know
in the twinkling
lights of night
a sweet firelight
of the dawning too
of your love's eyes
so bright
blowing breezes
soft on the skin
of hot days
your mercy
always pleases
and forgives
white as snow
as you lie sleeping
it is me
You are keeping.
by Tim Kavi
sweet whispers
of lullaby
from the sea
like the sea shells
of childhood
magic was seen to be
sweet Nature
always brings rest
near the angel's thigh
when I looked
I saw you sleeping!
your wings are
the kindness adorning you
like the white silk sheets
that only souls can know
in the twinkling
lights of night
a sweet firelight
of the dawning too
of your love's eyes
so bright
blowing breezes
soft on the skin
of hot days
your mercy
always pleases
and forgives
white as snow
as you lie sleeping
it is me
You are keeping.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Ladybug (Poem)
by Tim Kavi
my little
red ladybug
in my gentle palm
you are free
to fly
to the nearest flower
may you take flight
free as a bird
in all of its might
this passion's song
in midnight sigh
is always the
sweetest
song when you
draw nigh
so
you can glide
to the safest resting place
for wherever you go
I watch over you
and when I see
you transfigured
into the
goddess
you truly are
I know you are never too far
oh gently ladybug
you are free
with me
to be
all that you
ever wanted to be
and to go to
all the gardens
you always wanted to see
so fly
fly in our love
there is no
prison for
you in my gentle
hand
but only
a kind appreciation
of you
in all that Nature
has clothed
You with
and a rest
in seeing yourself
as you are
for the very first time.
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