howling about true love…

howling about true love

 

sipping my drink

gifted from a friend

I’m moved to consider

how tenderly hummingbirds

sip a flower’s nectar

is not that an expression of love

 

watching the exquisite anime film

howl’s moving castle

I’m moved deeply

by the expression of love

between Howl & Sophie

indeed it broke my heart

not in the way

that signals the sad end of 

some passionate entanglement 

no, my heart was broken open

filled to overflowing

 

 

stopping the movie to go outside

I howled at the moon

it wasn’t nearly full

but it’s make-believe

that animals only howl

when the moon is full

no, howling helps bring it to fullness

 

becoming full is what love is about for me

my experiences in life

have shown me that i can never

be completely certain about 

what fills me

 

 

honoring the true love i have now

with my wife, soul mate 

marks one vital part of what completes me

even as we find places 

where are lives perhaps diverge

 

 

doing this might be seen to 

cheapen love, question it

or make it weaker

rather, facing such doubts and fears

about our love, all love

provides inoculations and 

deepens our understandings 

of each other and ourselves

 

knowing that we can be vulnerable

together

that we can be present to change

the fluidity in our lives

brings us closer

makes our lives richer

 

howling at the moon

stirred up the dogs suddenly

was this awakening some passion in them

some desire quieted by city life

 

 

 

 

longing for validation 

of the fullness in my life

the vibrant tapestry of words

images

love

passion

authenticity

i remembered another howl

 

 

listening to Allen Ginsberg read

his epic poem

brought my experience to a close

with his words of passion, sex

resistance, transformation, creativity

fullness and openness

all of this makes me

howl about true love