Word Improvisation 12 20 2012 Poem by Lee Mack

Improvisation 12/20/12
Original 08/16/2012





WORD:


Word -her temple strength towers
To unknown saintly heights rising to
Breathe into her mouth highest tastes
Of waters -I murmur and with her sigh
We coauthor illiterate cosign alphabets
Falling ungrammatically into pieces of
Our hearts -soul woman breaks in and is
Taken away suddenly into light and life
From inside to outside she gives me
Good for my desire -I take her liberally
The parts of her are not whole but turn
Inside out and blessings appear divine
Enrapturing me insatiably in states of
Mind that trifles with heartbreak that
Hungers for love



(Lee B. Mack, Word, Page 2)


Questioning the unanswerable inkling
Knowing dying love never returns to life
Thirst for power is not of my own flesh
Denies schardenfruede -thirst for power
In the body pleases the insatiable -even
I Lack -life loss is painless unlike loss
Love troubling pain experienced will take
Toll for measured float fulfills loves'
Unusual informal existential equities
From which comes the reckoning with
Solution when no formula exists to heal
Scars uncovering truth soon to reveal
Minds blessed then blown to bits to also
Lay gray along diverging sides of road
Hail das schardenfruede
Brains make images of me inside light
And life an affable God flashes -outside
Flashes of you give good love to me -for
The love I give I know it is given I will
Be known on the 'E' at Delphi -love with
Seven ears to hear -four more invite me
To feel [epinoia] enlightened and divine
Simply found looking in a mirror the loved
Are not alive and the living will not love
We will again hear gathering music
And language struggles-the moral rail
Runs down through the lowland
Word finds its place -earth prepares
The best answer -It is the question of
Mortar and brick at the corner stone
Aligning with us to reach a star
Word in some future whimsically vented
Shape of mind will find need
To return endless love to him -take me
On an exhaustive search of the vital
Abstraction called love -should I find
You in my hypotheses of perfection
Bless me that science is love




(Lee B. Mack, Word, Page 3)


A pocket full of translucent emerald
Settings fit to prove the sparkles
At peripheries' attracting the gathering
Music and gala screening - stages are
Set to mount our love scenes inspired
By nonfigurative poems -as the Lord
Dedicates your love to me in three way
Mirror images I see -a left eye shut and
Right ones opened and free 2 images of
Right-sided eyes appearing shut one
Parallel appears a shut left eye out front
The other open to let me know what is
In front of my face for there is no love
That will not be revealed for you and me
To see dimensionally.



Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Reproduce with permission only.