Monday, June 27, 2011



The Swamp

Endless reaches
with entangled pockets
a thickened soup,
The Swamp
endures;
even the air
is overcome
by dankness,
moisture conquers
with humid insistence,
levitating heavily
dully suspended
into what once was oxygen,
like a magician’s trick
without applause;

the hell of life within
this grotesque environ,
bizarre and malformed
hideous and foul,
with strength overwhelming,
a devastating army
with their special
horrid stench
they rupture up,
roiling
roaring,
upward they stretch
densely,
adding to the airlessness,
as if to choke any life,
their murderous intent
a thickened growl,
upward they rumble,
as if to reach the hidden stars.

Barely visible,
through overburdened branches
creaking downward
with a glopping stickiness
that mocks the beauty
of Spanish Moss,
the secrets of life linger
in distant diamond stars;
out of reach,
beyond hope,
yet still just there,
the frailest edge
of a dream
or memory;

O my Soul!
sinking back,
into The Swamp
of my lungs.


© ACG
27 June 2011









Solstice Moon

Indiana moon
shines through
Summer's midnight haze,
she brightly illumines
her fallen diamonds
suspended thickly,
tears for a lost dream
or memory,
a longing breath,
a weary gasp
of desire.

© ACG
20 June 2011

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

One Word

Life
begins
with innocence and love,
yielding
later to a journey
fraught with joy, pain, and sorrow;
oftentimes with self-inflicted haunting
and regret.

Time
takes over;
behind
lie the ruins of yesterday,
burdens carried forward
~ the past stays with us ~
as obstacles flung ahead,
all scarring the path.

What chance have we to overcome?

We carry our pasts with heavy hearts,
we walk uncertainly forward;
as a delicate line
demarcates
old habits from new resolutions;
a fragile distinction,
an invisible thread
can hold you to it:

one word
for you,
one word
changes everything

~ “Daddy” ~

© ACG
15 June 2011
for Charlie
1st Father’s Day











Saturday, June 04, 2011

June

Swirling dizziness,
heat thickening,
stickening
sickening,

diamond morning dew momentary,
vanishing into heavy humidity
looming
consuming
dooming;

roses blooming.

© ACG
04 June 2011

Thursday, June 02, 2011


Embrace

With walls closing in and darkness
falling softly down upon me,
I hear
The End approaching,
I know he is near;

It becomes impossible
to breathe,
there seems nothing left
for me here,
but Dreaded Pain;

With everything that I am
or ever was or could be,
with every ounce of me,
I long for him
to hasten;

Take me into your Embrace,
let me succumb
and go under
forever into sweet Peace,
released;

Folded into the Embrace,
no longer will I struggle,
or battle for every breath,
O, how I long to lightly drift away
within the Embrace;

And yet some stubborn part
of my Gemini soul
says, “No”
~ not yet, not now, not ever ~
raggedly, I breathe in.

© ACG
02 June 2011