i see you
not merely the physicality
anyone can do that
not just the spirituality
for that shines forth also
not only the public face
you show smiling to the world
i see you
the real you
and
i like what i see
©2009-Art Belliveau
30 September 2009
29 September 2009
cycles
as the tides
rise and fall
then rise again
as the planets
circle the sun
in eternal rotation
the cycles
reassure me
when life goes wrong
that it will
one day
be right again
©2009-Art Belliveau
rise and fall
then rise again
as the planets
circle the sun
in eternal rotation
the cycles
reassure me
when life goes wrong
that it will
one day
be right again
©2009-Art Belliveau
28 September 2009
haiku 9/28/09
cooler winds blow now--
storms that ended the summer have
ushered in the fall
©2009-Art Belliveau
storms that ended the summer have
ushered in the fall
©2009-Art Belliveau
27 September 2009
senryu 9/27/09
late night thunderstorms
lightning, thunder, wind, and you--
who could ask for more?
©2009-Art Belliveau
lightning, thunder, wind, and you--
who could ask for more?
©2009-Art Belliveau
you are that someone
you are that someone
the someone i have waited for
the someone i never believed
in my deepest hopes
i really deserved to have.
when i long for someone
when i yearn for someone's touch
someone's presence
someone to be with
you are that someone
©2009-Art Belliveau
the someone i have waited for
the someone i never believed
in my deepest hopes
i really deserved to have.
when i long for someone
when i yearn for someone's touch
someone's presence
someone to be with
you are that someone
©2009-Art Belliveau
26 September 2009
Playtime
When the school day is over,
And the homework is done,
Before the bath and bedtime,
We make time for some fun.
We watch TV and we color,
We talk and we laugh;
We have fun together,
'Cause fun's the best thing to have.
©2009-Art Belliveau
And the homework is done,
Before the bath and bedtime,
We make time for some fun.
We watch TV and we color,
We talk and we laugh;
We have fun together,
'Cause fun's the best thing to have.
©2009-Art Belliveau
24 September 2009
tantalizing
Tantalus had it easy
all he had to contend with
was eternal thirst and hunger
i have to contend
with the untouchable nearness
of you
©2009-Art Belliveau
all he had to contend with
was eternal thirst and hunger
i have to contend
with the untouchable nearness
of you
©2009-Art Belliveau
23 September 2009
hunger
when i am with you
touching you
holding you
when we are closest together
i still find myself
hungry for your company
never getting full enough
©2009-Art Belliveau
touching you
holding you
when we are closest together
i still find myself
hungry for your company
never getting full enough
©2009-Art Belliveau
21 September 2009
eternal recurrence
like a mobius strip
always and eternally
moving forward
never retracing a single step
yet always recovering the same ground
©2009-Art Belliveau
always and eternally
moving forward
never retracing a single step
yet always recovering the same ground
©2009-Art Belliveau
20 September 2009
imagine
the thought of your touch
warms me
soothes my hurt
comforts me
eases my anxieties
imagine what
the real thing does
©2009-Art Belliveau
warms me
soothes my hurt
comforts me
eases my anxieties
imagine what
the real thing does
©2009-Art Belliveau
100 letters
with 100
letters
i can create
all the words
i want to tell you
but
only if
i can pull
the right ones
from the sack
©2009-Art Belliveau
letters
i can create
all the words
i want to tell you
but
only if
i can pull
the right ones
from the sack
©2009-Art Belliveau
19 September 2009
The Secret
forlorn they cling together
for the moment
standing near a pool of light
in a sea of darkness
reality is what it is
not what they
would have it be
learning to live
within those rules
that is the secret
©2009-Art Belliveau
for the moment
standing near a pool of light
in a sea of darkness
reality is what it is
not what they
would have it be
learning to live
within those rules
that is the secret
©2009-Art Belliveau
17 September 2009
Early Halloween Poem
There's an old house, at the end of the street,
Where on Halloween night, all the spooks like to meet.
You cannot get in, cause the living are barred,
But you can see the skeletons bone dance in the yard.
Phantoms float around; they stop and have chats.
Vampires come too, they fly in as giant bats.
The werewolves run everywhere, howling like mad,
The Pumpkin Heads' faces are all angry or sad.
By the time it is sun-up the party's all through,
The finger food's gone, there's no more witch's brew.
And until next year the monsters are gone,
From this haunted old house, they all have withdrawn.
They'll meet here again next year--and every year after,
To have fun and to party with maniacal laughter.
©2009-Art Belliveau
Where on Halloween night, all the spooks like to meet.
You cannot get in, cause the living are barred,
But you can see the skeletons bone dance in the yard.
Phantoms float around; they stop and have chats.
Vampires come too, they fly in as giant bats.
The werewolves run everywhere, howling like mad,
The Pumpkin Heads' faces are all angry or sad.
By the time it is sun-up the party's all through,
The finger food's gone, there's no more witch's brew.
And until next year the monsters are gone,
From this haunted old house, they all have withdrawn.
They'll meet here again next year--and every year after,
To have fun and to party with maniacal laughter.
©2009-Art Belliveau
16 September 2009
15 September 2009
limerick 9/15/09
There was an old teacher named Art
Who when grading never could start
He'd put off till tomorrow
The trouble he'd borrow
Even though he knew twas not smart
©2009-Art Belliveau
Who when grading never could start
He'd put off till tomorrow
The trouble he'd borrow
Even though he knew twas not smart
©2009-Art Belliveau
senryu 9/15/09
i know you are there
i reach out for your comfort
please don't pull away
©2009-Art Belliveau
i reach out for your comfort
please don't pull away
©2009-Art Belliveau
haiku 9/14/09
an aging beagle
is sleeping in her soft bed--
what does she dream of?
©2009-Art Belliveau
is sleeping in her soft bed--
what does she dream of?
©2009-Art Belliveau
12 September 2009
your reality
there are many times
when the imagined event
is so much better than
the reality
but
the reality of
time spent with you
always
exceeds imagination
©2009-Art Belliveau
when the imagined event
is so much better than
the reality
but
the reality of
time spent with you
always
exceeds imagination
©2009-Art Belliveau
9/11/09
a hand
reaches out
slow
halting
snatched back
as if from fire
as if from ice
reaches out
again
and again
each time
fingers singed
by frosty flames
each time
fingers numbed
by blazing bergs
frozen and burned
simultaneously
but still
reaches out
daunted
yet determined
to touch
to feel
the frigid forbidden fire
of its
denied
desire
©2009-Art Belliveau
reaches out
slow
halting
snatched back
as if from fire
as if from ice
reaches out
again
and again
each time
fingers singed
by frosty flames
each time
fingers numbed
by blazing bergs
frozen and burned
simultaneously
but still
reaches out
daunted
yet determined
to touch
to feel
the frigid forbidden fire
of its
denied
desire
©2009-Art Belliveau
11 September 2009
Being Bad
There are times when being bad
Just feels so damn good
You know you really shouldn't
But you also know you could
Pushing and stretching the limits
Ever closer to that line
And sometimes you go across it
And it feels just so damn fine
Later, when there's time to reflect
You prepare for guilt's coming attack
But the ambush never happens
And it's so good you have to go back
©2009-Art Belliveau
Just feels so damn good
You know you really shouldn't
But you also know you could
Pushing and stretching the limits
Ever closer to that line
And sometimes you go across it
And it feels just so damn fine
Later, when there's time to reflect
You prepare for guilt's coming attack
But the ambush never happens
And it's so good you have to go back
©2009-Art Belliveau
10 September 2009
politics as usual
speaking past each other
their words unheard
by their opposition
plowshares pounded into swords
the simple mandate
Love One Another
ignored and trampled
politics as usual
©2009-Art Belliveau
their words unheard
by their opposition
plowshares pounded into swords
the simple mandate
Love One Another
ignored and trampled
politics as usual
©2009-Art Belliveau
08 September 2009
07 September 2009
04 September 2009
09/04/09
it is not
an abyss
but
often
when i stare
at a blank sheet of paper
or blank computer screen
i know
i know
that it
is staring back
©2009-Art Belliveau
an abyss
but
often
when i stare
at a blank sheet of paper
or blank computer screen
i know
i know
that it
is staring back
©2009-Art Belliveau
03 September 2009
danger of killing time
deadlines loom
time has become
unfriendly
unhelpful
spiteful even
seeking revenge
for all the
minutes
hours
days
i killed in idleness
if only i could
resurrect them
i might have
time enough
©2009-Art Belliveau
time has become
unfriendly
unhelpful
spiteful even
seeking revenge
for all the
minutes
hours
days
i killed in idleness
if only i could
resurrect them
i might have
time enough
©2009-Art Belliveau
02 September 2009
9/02/09
I am not afraid
of being alone
it is just that
i hate hate hate it
when
i am lonely
and that can happen
even
in a crowd
but
oddly enough
never
with you
©2009-Art Belliveau
of being alone
it is just that
i hate hate hate it
when
i am lonely
and that can happen
even
in a crowd
but
oddly enough
never
with you
©2009-Art Belliveau
01 September 2009
dichotomies
dichotomies
all or nothing
win or lose
yes or no
right or left
right or wrong
in a black and white world
of sharp dichotomies
I spend my time
fruitlessly (or not)
searching
seeking
a middle ground
a bit of grey
if only
to comfort myself
in my own lack
of certainties
©2009-Art Belliveau
all or nothing
win or lose
yes or no
right or left
right or wrong
in a black and white world
of sharp dichotomies
I spend my time
fruitlessly (or not)
searching
seeking
a middle ground
a bit of grey
if only
to comfort myself
in my own lack
of certainties
©2009-Art Belliveau
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