LEFT TO SAY


LEFT TO SAY

since she
is
   goddess,
divine

it would have to be
mortal Adonis
to make the sacrifice
to tell their story

get
  those beautiful,
painful words
upon the page

and there it was, their
love saga
     captured forever
magnificent creation

and there Adonis lying
finally in the arms of grieving          Aphrodite

mission accomplished, nothing
more for him left to achieve
nothing more
        left to say

IN CONVERSATION

IN CONVERSATION

In a parallel universe
that Adonis and Aphrodite
ruptured
the myth
    with joy of together

went to the ballet, caroused talked life and poetry
           over lamb souvlaki  and
red wine
    at a beachfront taverns

talked love and the
art of making it
stretch out
       beyond infinity
until the early hours

can tell you now
given the
nature
    of their divinity

this just has to be
the greatest conversation
on the
    nature of love

spoken, whispered,
since the beginning of time.
     

REVISED

REVISED

saw Adonis and Aphrodite
at the Heavy Metal ballet

watching barriers collapse
boundaries stretch

saw sheet metal fluted
rolled exquisitely sheer

the weight of those chords tempered with
grace, fluency
of style

and Adonis and Aphrodite
if not riveted in love
at least
holding hands

the truth of their narrative
so handsomely revised

the
years so softly silvering them,
their conquest of time