Thursday, December 29, 2011

Breath is Coming (New Poem)




Breath is Coming.
by Tim Kavi

breath
the pneuma
to dead Earth
is coming
like the approaching
horsemen
across the meadow
of winter

riding swiftly
not destroying
but giving life
the first breath
of spring
arrives

after the 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 eyes
reflect
the graceful
movements
of her certain
riding

and in her arms
I grow like a plant
with arms
outstretched
to the sun

of her
arriving.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Shadows on the Wall (Are Dancing!) New Poem - with Poet's Afterword






Shadows on the Wall 
(Are Dancing!)
by Tim Kavi

held there
transfixed
bound
like Prometheus
no ground

of being
except what they
make come to light
and seem to say

glorious images
all human truth
knowledge grows
lively in youth

blades of grass
representing as else
playing symbols
in the mind of self

representing
concentrating
only what is seen
draws nothing
in eternal sheen

I see them there
shadowed objects
some knave
trickery hands
move in light's grave

their beauty
fascinates
captivates
makes me crave
another wave

all seems right
orderly
referentially
depicted
my mind bends
to reality's
shifted
blends

crashing
crushing
oppression
false beliefs
lead to
depression

utterances
in the night
deafened ears
blinded sight

yet I crave
for what the
shadows say to me
play to me
in the cave

for all is
orderly
predictable
nice
without uncertainty's
spice

but what is
this?
but a kiss
of chaos
in the scene

something
is moving
bending
blending
is grooving

in the putrid
stench
pungent dead
air

the shadows
have started
dancing
no longer appear

to be what
they once said
freedom
is alive
in a new light

I see
something new
at the mouth
of the cave

shadows
are dancing
now
I hear?
them behind
me

moving
out of frame
no longer my
reference
can I blame

I want to
rise up and
join them

but this
body
has me chained

my Spirit
starts tapping
my soul
is clapping

as I see
what makes
the dancing

it is the
love
of you and me.

Poet's Afterword:
A reference to Plato's allegory of the cave with a Kavi mix; here,   Love is transcendent, meanwhile I am bound like all of you, waiting for someone (the Goddess?) to say:  loose him and let him go.--TK

Monday, December 26, 2011

Bleeding Snow (Repost from 2008) W/ Poet's Afterword

Bleeding Snow
by Tim Kavi

like tears
in the
bleeding snow

cries
of the oppressed
have come
undressed

before all
the world

superpowers
wonder
at what
fate has
unfurled

everywhere
the small
the least
and unknown
are hurled

towards the
lands of
unfulfilled hope

they walk
arm in arm
hearts bound
by a strong rope

of freedom's cause

to the place
where chains
are tossed
and no one's
dreams are lost

freed from
tyranny's fraud

walking ones
persist
in long time
you will be kissed

if by none
except those
that follow

never forgotten
our futures secure
only by what
it has cost.

AFTERWORD:  This poem was written in April of 2008, and posted on another blog I had at a social media site.  The message seems prophetic almost,  as it seems to fit 2011 completely.--T.K.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

angel in white (new poem)

angel in white
by Tim Kavi

gentle dusting
outcroppings covered
in Wintry delight

I see the clouds
thick and heavy
your love is full
of light

On a special
Christmas Night
kisses flowed to
an angel in white

she came
on a Winter's wing
glistening
pretty sight

Goddess of Winter
your warm
flakes fell
from heaven

covering us
all in a special
devotion
divine invite

wisdom
love
peace and joy
rush to you

swiftly
we take flight

enjoying
the words
from your Wintry
scene

we embrace
your kisses
in the warm
glow

of cherished sight.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Longing For You (New Poem)

Longing For You
by Tim Kavi


In my longing for you
I hear my own sighs
my woeful realization
reflected in those
sad green eyes

In my longing for you
I think I'm ill fated
arrived too late to know
Found I'm out dated

In my longing for you
I thought I'm going places
so lost and alone
in a sea of Asian faces

they all look at me

Can't you see
I'm the only one here
so suffering
let me be

In my longing for you
there is no saving
In my hungry heart
only a craving

for a love to be found

so I am turning
to the sacred ground
of meeting
and I am burning

but I cannot see you
behind the tears
of green eyes

in the distance
sleepless night
I think I see
the discovery of my sight

green eyes
full of light

you are approaching
in meeting

cosmic You.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Summer of Cold (New Poem)

Summer of Cold
by Tim Kavi

Oh Majestic One!
We are clothed
in majesty
under the sprinkling rays
of a Winter's sun

You are there
giving life to everyone

Oh Goddess!
in the countryside
we are covered
under a patchwork quilt
made warm
by your love

there
they and I
are tucked
under your wings
where we
yearn for freedom

they think
they will win it
under the sites
of a gun

but I know
those ways
of discontentment
are never done

renew our hearts
sow our faith
break up
the hard icy ground

in our poverty
we are made rich
in those days
of dying harvest

rotting in the fields

there is decay
yet no dearth
of Your Love
in the sweet Earth

so we know
things are not
as they appear

until turning to you
instructed
we wait
and hear

change is coming
in Your love
we are already free

but those
waves of discontent
say to many
follow me

Yet I will cling
to your regal robe
daring to look
in your eyes

seeing history
unfold
until there is
centered certainty
in the people's cries

taken to flight
as new flags
are unfurled

we see the sight

we have each other
in a blindfold
Sister
justice
where will
it be told?

Sweet wife
of compassion
don't punish
us for our woes

just hug us
as we return
in your love
a knowledge grows

to be freed

in dialogue
from death
to life
from contentment
to strife

from suffering
to peace.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Song of the Ocean, She Sings (New Poem)

Song of the Ocean, She Sings
by Tim Kavi

to the ocean
when your song
of released passion
warmed the mountainous
nights

to the Universe
when your singing songs
reached the ears
of God
God heard
your pretty voice

to the Valley
where bones
came to life
at such utterances
as this

I knew
you were the Goddess

to the mountain
where many tried
to scale up
but failed
and were jailed
because they knew not
how to kiss?

Your thick red lips
your darting eyes
your scepter
your bridal sighs

I was the lucky one
that ascended to your hips

with a song that climbed to your lips

dripping with love
and adoration
yet tasting like wine

I saw your Goddess laugh
and when the face
did shine

it was the temple
lights
where I saw
your statue divine

in the smile of you
I knew
that many kisses
and hugs were due

as the dew descended
there was the whispering
wind

a quiet voice
said Follow Me.