need

We are not, never really big enough,

I mean our vocabulary of crocuses,

Bank of American mortgage statements

Ry Cooder, Whitmanesque utterances

You say, I should be the strong one but I digress.

On the week before my birthday I cried to the universe

like the ageless Gilligan cried

to be home.

Don't you see, some of us need to be peeled

from our sutra, one squirting skin-full,

then the next. Perhaps our eyes will catch

each others

mine will be bloodshot, yours the white will have disconnected

from the brown like lost bones you find

on a beach. But the Buddhist say

that love is the only path out of suffering

and it's true. But I  sat and thought

"'damn we've  been thru some s**t"?  But holding your

hand is the same; has the same whizz

as holding out mine.

Reviews

[M. Shepherd]

Such a specific and raw and bloody piece, I can't read it enough - I glean new meaning and nuance each time.

[Terpsichore]

We all have need, 'tis a vital component of the human condition. S**t happens, always will, but just imagine a life lived in absolute exclusivity; my idea of hell!

Cracking poetry my friend. T












world of absolouteleclusivity

[h d e rushin]

s**t does happen my friend.....thanks for those wonderful thoughts....dana

[W.k.kortas]

It's a bit of a mini-Ginsberg, the entirety of mortgage statements and the howl of Gilligan (now there's a poem title for you) and all the s**t and flotsam and jetsam of just carrying on, all balanced against the quiet power of two people reaching out for each other. A mere twenty lines, and yet it is all here.

[h d e rushin]

sometimes I don't know if i'm getting better or just sounding like someone else. But thank you
my friend for seeing something original.....happy holidays...dana

[Emily B]

shewwwwww, we have been through some s**t, and it is high time for a little peace and quiet, a time to breathe and regroup and recuperate

much love to you, dana

[h d e rushin]

and much love to you my friend.........always good to see your still around...dana

[jacob erin-cilberto]

feeling lost, having that hand to reach out to...finding home in another's mind and heart---yes, what a comfort...as is listening to Ry Cooder....made me think of his music in Long Riders and Southern Comfort...

last one such an irony...

you hold out your words, so other poets can grab onto them and hold.

[h d e rushin]

thank you my dear friend and happy holidays to you and yours....dana

[A hare off]

A great piece of writing. These needs, we all have them, maybe not the same but needs nonetheless. I really liked way you dangled the now and then through this, ending with something that feels good, even if the needs still persists.

[h d e rushin]

thank you so much a hare off....(love that name) for those kind remarks....dana