For My Heart

by Pat Darnell

For my heart
to be supple again
only a closed mind
is certain

Our moon is untrustworthy
different every night --
and we want to know
about our spirit and soul

Think ascent and descent
think light and screen
think ears, eyes, nose --
Think heart, mouth,and bestowal

To know our souls
requires a shrinking brain
Egoism thrown out the window
and tears flowing like rain



Copyright © 2010 Patrick Darnell

Work in Progress -- Dream of Flying

Why do I fly
in my dreams?
Floating over brick floors
around steel corridors

floating in atmosphere
teaching you how
so we can be together
flying

finding new clothes
swimming in large pools
expecting adventure
looking for work

Flying, a joyful expectation,
a joyous exhilaration,
how does it end?

We awake.



Copyright © 2010 Patrick Darnell