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.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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
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