Voices of the Silver Winged Fathers (new poem)

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Voices of the Silver Winged Fathers
by Tim Kavi

voices of the
silver winged fathers
your voices
sing like snowbirds
across history and time

instructing me
as a child
guiding me
as an adult
surrounding me
even when wise

there is only
spoken truths that linger
that shine
even in prisons
of my mind

the sadness
the sorrows of your passing
have all faded away

in thinking that longs to be free

guidance to
all that will be
voices of the fathers
still speak to the young
if only they take
the heart to listen

where not one moment
is lost;
we still live
and where life is
there's always remaining
a hope

that we can still
save ourselves
from weapons
from war
from streams of
flowing blood

you see?
your storied regrets
are not unheard
high and low

from mansions
of perceived greatness
to the crumbling
erosion of beating
waves against sandcastles
of faithless Divine
cast into the sea

we gather their
muddy clumpy remnants
to new vistas
new shores
and a faith in time

oh breathing
breathes of silver winged
fathers; yet you breathe!
we need
to listen
to sing your refrains
to not forget
the ways made plain

'lest it all be lost
we ride your heavenly
angelic wings

we won't forget what
you taught us
nor how you shined

for in your voices
never silent
and never silenced
echoes across generations
reaching but never
explained

voices of silver winged fathers.

Poet's Comment: It has been a little over a month since my father passed away, still I hear his voice and feel his angelic wings. ~~TK

angel seraph (new poem)

angel seraph

by Tim Kavi

angel seraph

your wings

carried me 

to your heart

your love

and celestial view

when on heavenly

wings, above troubles

the humanity of you

your love soared

by your angelic goodness

love adored

angel seraph

your beauty is crystal winged

white, and plumage

so pretty, all winged

creatures fly by

just to see you

when in the songs

praised to your ears

by the birdsong

and human affection

objects of love

celestial flights

no better perfection

angel seraph

none have been observed

by mortal or immortal

more sacred

than any in flight

than the knowing bird 

when going

to the nest of love

and the comforts

of home in might

your goddess shoulders 

protect in darkest night

where gathering

all the young

clothed by nature's care

there is still

a mothering angel

seraph there

when going 

to the mountains

of your love's abode

there is only a calling

to sit on your wings

where I'm never falling

soaring with You

Angel Seraph

over all creation

tended by your love.

Honey in Sight! (New Poem)

Honey in Sight!
by Tim Kavi

when she walks
and talks
I hear honey dripping

sweet dew is ascendant
from fresh petals
derived from Mother Earth
the dirt smiles
knowing the sweetness
is given

heaven to some
those in flight
line up like eager ones
awaiting sleep in the night

all wonder
the direction
of nearest supply
'tis my love ascendent
winged sweet bringer
of afternoon delight

back to the hive
our minds
all connected
stay in the Queen's
blessings

sweet nectar
stored
until the next flight

I see my love
silhouetted in the gardens
of the world
admiring her art

honey drops
in all her kissing
and hugs to last
a life.

delight of the dancing dervishes (new poem)

delight of the dancing dervishes

by Tim Kavi

your words

always amazed me

but look at your moves

dancing on the distant shore

the wind

only carries your wings in the air

your poetic flight as magnificient

as any gallant bird

the hushed wind

after is only your heart spoken

word

manifested fana

moves men

and women alike

as we are brought

down to Earth

with a love sense

not found in flight

for your words

are both for Heaven and Earth

and always after listening

there is a call to heeding

when we dance with you

as Earth approaches

cosmic night.

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afterthought: 

"When you've the air of dervishood inside

You'll float above the world and there abide..." Rumi

Valentine's Day (New Poem)

Valentine's Day
by Tim Kavi

I say to you and answer you
yes I will go with you
Come to you wherever you call me from

I am clothed in any garments
the warmest of all if needed
as long as I am clothed with your love

I am safe too in all that you do
your wings are spread out for me
as Goddess I know

sweet and full of joy
laughing
you will carry us both
on the wings of love

to the Milky Way
and far away from here

I know wherever we go
I will be safe
and we will return to our people
and to each other again and again

loving free
no matter what each dawn does bring

I am yours forever
and you are mine, gentle seraph
in a portrait of love
painted divine.

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.

I Saw a Woman (new poem)

"I Saw a Woman"

by Tim Kavi

I saw a woman

she was standing

in a clearing

she was very beautiful

I got closer

she was You.

we kissed

and Nature

was silent

she wrapped her legs around me

and jumped into my arms

singing whispers

were full

of love's calls

when I looked again

I saw an angel

her wings spread

in flight

she said

I will meet you

here again

tomorrow night.

Departing Winds (new poem)

Departing Winds

by Tim Kavi

departing winds

carry the silent sounds

of captured stories

in the gliding winds

as eagle's wings

are spread

I wont tell their secrets

but will respect

the dead memories

that can no longer hurt

them

as they suffered

in their own mind's truth

what a wasted youth

of their seeking

shattered young ones

battered old ones too

beneath my flight

was the wasteland

of unconscious night

made present

in their sighing

the eagle lit

with healing branches

in its beak

if I could only speak

knowing there is sorrow

but flying

I will go and come back

the eagle

says

to heal more of you

tomorrow.

joint expression (new poem)

joint expression
by Tim Kavi

our joint expression
is like brick and mortar
built on the wall
of each other
until the one wall is
forever and every location
made eternal and strong

our joint expression
unfolds like a constant river
that flows
from the mountains
to the mighty oceans

This composed life
and love
is majestic and formed
by you and me

In our love

our joint expression folds
like a sculpture
of fine marbled
existence
within fine lines
and a shape

there is my face
and yours
that can only cause awe
and reverence
for each other

In our love

our joint expression
is the sound of two voices
each with a distinct message
but one central theme

In our love

our joint expression
is the sound of winged eagles
floating across
an ocean
of sound
resting in the
comingled nest

In our love

our joint expression
is a whisper
followed by a mighty shout
of both planes
of being and existence

In our love

our joint expression
is happy song
that moves listeners
to dancing hearts
and tapping feet

In our love

our joint expression
is so interwoven
that two become
so enfolded
that I cannot tell where You
begin
nor where I end

for we are one

In our love.