Nightmares (Draft 1)

Nightmares (Draft 1)

Dearest little child with nightmares
I have a white-light love to envelop you.

Let me touch you in the dark
with my dreams for you.

I tell you: you are strong against monsters,
just because I know you will hold on to my love,
and blue eyes, my sacred child,
take my sword of love and
fight every dragon, please, because I love you.

— Douglas Gilbert

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Laughing (Draft 2)

Laughing (Draft 2)

Why do they tell me
I don’t know how to love.

I don’t want to twitter
or fritter away a sob.

Sometimes I feel like
every tear of mine
is a drop of my essence

and I want you
to have a cup
to capture me kindly

and if you drink of me
I won’t mind if you laugh in joy, because

you see
my life as a loving game

I think I could be truly amusing
and so much so that, I’d do

what I always wanted to do
and laugh into your arms, because

I know you have always loved me
though I don’t know how to cry
don’t know how to laugh, but

I think maybe
a jumble of emotion
would be fun

with a cocktail, a gentle kiss,
your passion flurry and a wonder-storm

— Douglas Gilbert

Laughing (Draft 1)

Laughing (Draft 1)

Why do they tell me
I don’t know how to love.

I don’t want to twitter
or fritter away a sob.

Sometimes I feel like
every tear of mine
is a drop of my essence

and I want someone
to have a cup
to capture me kindly

and if they drink of me
I won’t mind if they laugh, because

if they’d help me see
my life as a game

it would be truly amusing
and so much so that, I’d do

what I always wanted to do
and laugh into your arms.

— Douglas Gilbert

Gentle (Draft 5)

Gentle

Since you’ve flown I miss your hugs
and when your thoughts do tug at me

it seems like you are the moon
that pulls my tidal wave, and yet

I know for sure when you think of me
I feel it like a gentle breeze. Yes I know

whenever you send an ethereal kiss
I miss you so much again, your elegance
the delicate touch.

I know if I could seize the wind just now
you’d come home and embrace me for sure
an endowment, this calm of love

So pretty gentle things

— Douglas Gilbert

Gentle (Draft 1)

Gentle

Since you’ve flown I miss your hugs
and when your thoughts do tug at me

seems like you are the moon
that pulls my tidal wave, yet

I know when you think of me
I feel it like a gentle breeze. I know

when you send me an ethereal kiss
I miss you again: the delicate touch.

I know if I could seize the wind
you’d come home and embrace me
in the calm of love

So pretty gentle things

— Douglas Gilbert

Nobody Forever (Draft 1)

Nobody Forever (Draft 1)

I think by now
it’s pretty certain
that the one unprotected time
did not make a baby

so there are no little me’s
running around being sad

and I don’t know what
his Daddy would do
to kiss him and make it better

the end of a defective line
seems like a good thing
genetically, but

babies will wrap their
entire hand around
your one finger
and I would have liked that

— Douglas Gilbert