Prometheus 6

Secret
Earl Dunovant
Copyright © 2003

throw a stone into a pool
and waves traverse its face

the water level rises
the stone, in time, dissolves

then all the waves will settle
the surface becomes calm

and none will know these changes
but hand, water and stone

This weekend's poem is actually a matched set, and possibly the only poems I've written that benefit from an introduction.

Once upon a time, before I took an honest look at myself and realized I wasn't the one to properly advise folks on such matters, I spent some time thinking about relationships. I was very linear and rational about it, searched out what looked like universal need, though I only ever proved it applied to me.

Wrote a poem called From the Man To the Woman.

Tried to flip it, write what The Woman would want to say to The Man. Couldn't do it...which was actually the start of that honest look. What I would up with was what The Man would want to hear from The Woman. Despite the title, there's really no woman's perspective in it at all.

My Soul, Like Manhattan
By Earl Dunovant
Copyright © 2002

Manhattan from a distance,
Its hydrocarbon halo
Glowing golden in dawn’s light,
Is very photogenic

We approach, the halo fades,
The golden light turns gray and
Our vision is reduced to
Its accustomed cloudiness

And we think no more of it.
And we cannot even tell
We grow more numb each day
Living in the heart of the haze

The Dawn
Earl Dunovant © 1997

early light on the horizon
casts golden beauty into my heart
and gives way to morning
which illuminates a barren desert
and heats the world until nothing can live

i live, i search
for the oasis that holds life
or just a drink of water
that I may survive till sunset
and draw courage to face the desert once more

Knightmare
by Earl Dunovant

I used to be
A knight in shining armor
A pretender
To the throne of Prince Charming

You were too blind to see
That I was too blind to see
So we were happy

But the armor
Grew hot and heavy
The chain mail
Chafed in private, sensitive places

And I never wanted
A Princess anyway
I just wanted you

Goodbye Song

Just because I fill
An empty place in your life
Doesn't mean you care

A poison passion
Can deal a loving spirit
Damage beyond repair

I see a nightmare
Is just as truly dreaming
As fantasy flight

A bruised, battered heart
Still caring, wishing you well
Is driven from your sight